Li Buyi looked at Mr. Liu's smiling eyes, his face became darker and darker, as if a mouthful of old blood might spurt out at any time.
"Master Liu, as the saying goes, the way of heaven is natural, and human life is determined. What's the point of calculating the fate of the country?
What can you do after knowing these things? Trying to change your fate against the will of nature is ultimately a futile move.
Life lasts, grass and trees fall, everything has its destiny.
When manpower is finally exhausted, some things have been predestined by God, so it is better to be confused and let nature take its course.
Do you think this is true?
Besides, things like calculating the fate of the country can cost people's lives. How about you do a good job and spare the old man's life?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Li Buyi's embarrassed expression with a wry smile, rubbed his forehead and thought for a moment.
"Old god, can't you really make a prediction for me?"
Li Buyi sighed, shook his head and nodded: "Master Liu, it's not that you can't calculate, it's just that there's no need to calculate.
You are at that time, and you are the founding father of the country... You are also a generation of heroes. You have just established the country and can govern the world. Why do you need to ask or even interfere with these illusory numbers of destiny?
Even if the old Taoist sacrifices half his life to divine a fortune for you, what can you do if you know it?
Tell me something Mr. Liu doesn't like to hear.
After a hundred years, it will be nothing more than a handful of loess. You can't change anything. It's better to do the mission you should have in your lifetime.
You should know that if you try to take advantage of heaven’s plan, you will not live long!”
Liu Mingzhi was silent for a long time with complicated eyes, then nodded with a faint smile.
"I've learned a lesson, please don't hold any grudge against my young master's previous reckless request.
These four books are just my thoughts on the old immortal, please accept them."
Li Buyi's face changed in a second, and his previously meaningful and bitter expression suddenly became wretched, and he hid the book in his hand under his loose Taoist robe without any politeness.
Pulling out the fly whisk from his waist, Li Buyi looked like an immortal and a master of the world and happily saluted Young Master Liu.
"Immeasurable longevity and blessings. Mr. Liu is indeed a philanthropic person, so I won't bother you."
Liu Mingzhi chuckled and waved his hand: "I'm sorry to see you off so far, but I'll see you again when I'm destined."
"Hehe... There's no need to meet again by chance. I'll come by myself when Mr. Liu's second half of the book is printed.
I wish you a prosperous business and say goodbye."
Young Master Liu's face darkened: "Fuck you, uncle, why don't you give me money next time?"
As a Taoist master, you have lived a hundred years in vain...a hundred years..."
Liu Mingzhi thought for a while with a strange look on his face as he spoke. He looked at Li Buyi's back walking away with mysterious steps, his eyes a little uncertain.
When we first met, this old bastard seemed to say that he was over one hundred and twenty years old?
Now that so many years have passed, isn't this old magician over one hundred and thirty years old?
This old man looks much younger than his old man. Is he really over one hundred and thirty years old?
Thinking about it carefully, compared to his original appearance, this guy seems to be younger. Is it my imagination?
Darling, do such strange people really exist in the world?
Liu Mingzhi asked several questions in succession, expressing his doubts and curiosity about Li Buyi's age.
"The nameless bookstall next to Penglai Restaurant, Brother Hu is talking about him, brothers, come here quickly."
"The invincible man who sweeps across the capital, specializes in taking care of the injustices in the world. Yes, these are the two sentences that Brother Hu said on the vertical banner. That's right, it's him. Everyone, come over."
"Where is it? Where is it? Don't block the road, let me pass quickly."
Young Master Liu was thinking about Li Buyi's age when he was suddenly woken up by a shout.
Seeing dozens of young talents swarming around the bookstall, Young Master Liu was startled, holding the folding fan in front of his chest in a defensive posture.
"What? What do you want to do?
Do you want to cause trouble? I’m telling you guys, the people who dare to make trouble for me haven’t been born yet! I advise you to be kind!”
"Brother, don't get me wrong. We were all introduced by Brother Hu. You are the boss who sells rare and unique books, right?"
"That's right! That's right, we were all introduced by Brother Hu. Where is the unique copy handed down from generation to generation? Let me take a look at it first!"
"Give me all, give me all, if these books are the same as those handed down and unique books in Brother Hu's hands, I will take care of them all. I can take as many as I want!"
Young Master Liu finally understood the purpose of these young gentlemen from the garbled voices, and happily inserted the folding fan into his neck.
"You guys are right, I am the book seller you mentioned.
Don't be crowded, don't be crowded, there are a lot of books, take as many as you want, I guarantee that everyone of you will have one.
See first before buying, see first before buying!
Gentlemen, please check it out first."
As soon as Young Master Liu finished speaking, all the samples on the bookstall were immediately snatched away. If Young Master Liu hadn't held him up with both hands, the bookstall would have been almost overturned by these gentlemen.
After a few sticks of incense, a group of young masters with reddish faces and excited eyes eagerly gathered towards Young Master Liu.
"Fifty two copies, right? Give me five copies first."
"I, too, will give you five books!"
"My young master, I will give you eight books!"
For a time, the small bookstall that had been almost unattended suddenly became crowded with people in luxurious clothes, attracting a large number of passers-by who also came around to watch the fun.
In a short while, the bookstall on the south side of Penglai Restaurant was surrounded by a crowd of people. There were many times more customers than the number of guests entering and exiting the restaurant. They all looked excited and held up the books in their hands, shouting for a few more.
Young Master Liu was sweating profusely and stuffing banknotes and silver ingots into his sleeves and arms.
"Don't be crowded, don't be crowded. There are a lot of books. Everyone should line up and come one by one."
However, Liu Dashao's words were better than nothing for the customers who inspected the goods in front of the bookstall, and had no effect at all.
Any wealthy customer who has read the content is afraid that if they have too much money but not enough money, they will not be able to buy a single copy and their trip will be in vain.
About a quarter of an hour later, Mr. Liu stuffed the banknotes into his bulging sleeves and slapped the desk hard.
"Damn it, I can't even understand what you're saying, right? Queuing up, will there be a queue? If you don't do this, I won't sell anymore. Everyone should line up honestly, otherwise I will close the stall and leave immediately."
The cold words that contained inner strength caused the chaotic crowd to fall silent immediately. They looked blankly at Mr. Liu, who was standing on the stool with a red face and full of evil energy. After looking at each other for a few times, they subconsciously formed a long queue.
"Huh...that's right! What's there to fight for? Since I dare to set up a stall to sell books, I'm not afraid of running out of stock. I'll come one by one to ensure that you can all buy them."
Jumping off the stool, Young Master Liu looked at the first person standing in front of him: "Brother, how many books do you want?"
"Three...three copies. I don't have much money today. Let's get three copies first. Brother boss, there should be more after they are sold out, right?"
"Don't worry, you can get as much as you want. As long as the sky doesn't fall and the ground doesn't sink, I will set up the stall rain or shine."
The young master, who was about eighteen or nineteen years old, grinned and nodded excitedly: "That's good, that's good. This is thirty taels of silver. Brother, please keep it. I wish you a prosperous business."
"Thank you for your good advice. I will leave slowly without seeing you off. I welcome you to come back next time after reading it."
"You're welcome, you're welcome, I'll take my leave."
"Let's go slowly, brother, how many books do you have?"
"Here are five books first, and then we'll talk after you finish reading them. Money!"
"Okay, you put it away! Walk slowly and don't give it away!"
The people in the queue at the back poked their heads to confirm that Mr. Liu had enough supplies, and then they lined up honestly. Even though the humanoid queue in front of them was still far away, they still waited silently with the scorching sun above their heads.
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Xue Bizhu, wearing a silk feather coat and holding a bowl of sour plum soup, stared blankly at the prosperous Mr. Liu, blinked his beautiful eyes a few times and walked down the stairs with a look of surprise.
When did the business of bookstalls become so good? Are today’s scholars so diligent and eager to learn?
"Husband, you must be exhausted. Let's drink a bowl of sour plum soup to relieve the heat."
"Madam, why did you come out? Is the restaurant business okay?"
Xue Bizhu looked around at the long human-shaped dragons in front of the bookstall and nodded blankly: "It's... not bad, but compared with you, it's a bit insignificant.
Are all young people today so diligent?"
"Well... they are all future talents of the imperial court. It is human nature to be eager to learn!"
"Isn't that shopkeeper Xue, one of the two beauties in the restaurant?"
"It seems true? What did she call boss boss just now? Husband? When did she get married? Never heard of it?"
"Did you read it wrong? How many nobles, nobles, and young men from rich families failed in their pursuit of beauties. How could she marry a book seller?"
"You read that right, it seems that it is really Shopkeeper Xue. She and the other Shopkeeper Huang have not shown up in the past six months. Many people have speculated what they were doing.
It would make sense if she married quietly.
But why would you marry someone who sells books for a living? Isn’t it better to be a young lady from a rich family or a noble lady?”
"What's wrong with book sellers? Boss, can this be the same as ordinary book sellers? A book is fifty taels, and I want to be a book seller too!"
"Hiss...that's right. In just half a day's work, the boss has earned thousands of taels of silver, right?"
"It's so hidden in the city!"
After Liu Mingzhi drank the sour plum soup, he took out the banknotes and ingots from his arms and sleeves and threw them on the table.
"Bizhu, help my husband put it away first. When it gets dark, we can calculate how much money we got from selling it.
By the way, you immediately ask the waiter at your restaurant to carry down the few boxes of books that my husband has placed in your and Lingyi's room."
Xue Bizhu looked at the scattered silver bills and silver ingots on the bookstall and was stunned for a while before he realized what he was doing.
"Oh... I'll go right away!"
After saying that, he leaned over to collect the scattered silver on the bookstall, and looked curiously past the books on the bookstall.
What kind of sage's articles are so valuable?
Just looking at the names on the book, Xue Bizhu was confused.
No matter how you look at these book titles, they don’t look like the names that sage articles should have!
"Husband, if you are tired, take a rest for a while. I will bring you some cakes after I ask someone to bring the book down."
"knew!"
After Xue Bizhu returned to the restaurant, Young Master Liu raised his hand to shout at the young masters with strange eyes.