Chapter 17 The Fengshui Layouts

The bright moonlight exuded a soft light, and only a few stars were shining on the sky. In the quiet night, on the second floor of Li Ruoxi's villa, the translucent crystal lamp illuminated the entire bedroom like daytime. In snow-white pajamas, Li Ruoxi was sitting quietly on the head of the bed and flipping through a thick pile of materials. "Tinkle." Her phone suddenly rang, interrupting her thoughts of reading the information. Grabbing the phone and looking at the caller ID, Li Ruoxi pressed the answer button and asked plainly, "How is the investigation?" "Boss, I've sent all the information to your e-mail, and you can check it now." A pleasant female voice came from the phone. "Okay, I get it!" Li Ruoxi hung up the phone and went to the computer to turn it on. About a dozen minutes later, a smile appeared on her beautiful face, and her bright eyes like black jewels exuded a trace of a blur. And she muttered to herself, "He comes from a clean background and has no problems except that his family is relatively poor. However, he has recently found three magic weapons in just two days. This is incredible. Is it luck? Or is he particularly proficient in antiques and magic weapons?" Antiques. Magic weapons. She knew a little about them, but she was not very proficient. When she was a child, she often followed the elders in the family around, and the influence she had received made her very optimistic about the market prospects of antiques and magic weapons. As the saying goes, gold is most valuable in troubled times while collections are most valuable in prosperous times. In these days of peace and prosperity, antiques and magic weapons were very valuable. With the cool breeze blowing in the early morning, Wang Ke got up early and practiced his spirit energy for two hours. He went to the yard and repeated the two moves of Dragon's Momentum ten times before returning to his room to take a good shower and change into clean clothes. At the dining table, Li Ruoxi looked at the energetic Wang Ke, and said indifferently, "I will give you the day off. If you have anything to buy, you can go out and buy it. By the way, you can also familiarize yourself with Changji. I will not go out today." Wang Ke was overjoyed and nodded without showing it. He couldn't wait to visit Zhao Menfeng and try to see if he could learn about antiques and magic weapons with him. Last night, he had searched about the bus routes on the Internet. From the bus stop near the villa area to Curio Street, it took forty minutes to get there by bus. On Curio Street in Changji, the number of classical buildings and modern buildings was almost the same. Some were two-story or three-story magnificent buildings with extremely magnificent antique shop doors; some were antique lofts full of retro atmosphere. Wang Ke, who had come to the entrance of Curio Street, was full of shock and novelty as if he had seen a whole new world. Curio Street in Changji was more than ten times larger than Antique Street where he had worked. There was a constant stream of people, and there were many stalls, which were also ten times more than Antique Street where he had worked. "It's magnificent! Curio Street alone is so big. In this antique market, there should be more than one single Curio Street. The intersections ahead are leading to other streets. The scale and the prosperity of this market are so exciting." Walking on the busy Curio Street, Wang Ke was greatly impressed. "Come and take a look. Our stall has more than antiques and magic weapons. What are these? These are mountains of gold and silver! Brother, would you like to take a look at our goods? I'm sure you'll be satisfied…" "Don't miss it when you pass by. These are the old objects handed down from the ancestors. They have just been dug up from the cellar. Absolutely genuine antiques and genuine magic weapons. Fair and reasonable prices. Feel free to take a look and buy..." "Blue and white porcelain, bronze utensils, jade, everything. If you miss them, you won't have another chance to see such wonderful things! Come and have a look, maybe some of these genuine antiques or magic weapons will be yours..." "Statue of Galloping Horse Treading on a Flying Swallow, the world's unparalleled antique. This is the real one. Sir, would you like to take a look? The price is absolutely fair..." "The inkstone used by Emperor Kangxi, an antique that has been authenticatedby experts. It's also a magic weapon, and the price is eighty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty..." "Master Baole of Mount Wutai personally consecrated the magic weapon. One hundred and sixty thousand yuan, no bargain. Anyone who knows the real thing with a discerning eye is willing to buy..." "..." There were various sounds of hawking, talking and bargaining. In the entire antique trading market, a chapter of the world of antiques and magic weapons was perfectly interpreted. Buying at a low price and selling at a high price was the way to succeed. There were a lot of stalls and shops here, but there were even more people who came here on a treasure hunt in threes and fours. Everyone was dreaming of finding some undervalued treasures and making a lot of money. "Yes, Wu Qing made it! He's d*mn lucky! A genuine Green Pastime was bought by him for two hundred yuan. It's insane! He resold it at the price of eighty thousand yuan. I'm so jealous of him." A young man a dozen meters away from Wang Ke was looking at another triumphant young man with envy. "Is it really Green Pastime painted by the great painter Chen Zhimo, the Unfettered Immortal, of the Ming Dynasty? He's so lucky, right? I saw this painting in a stall before. How didn't I recognize it?!" In the crowd gathering around, a middle-aged man shouted with regret. "I also remember that painting. Yesterday I chose two paintings, but I didn't buy Green Pastime. How could it be genuine?" another man cried. Wang Ke quietly watched the boiling crowd not far away, and there was a surge of blood in his body. Here, it was completely a treasure trove. And owning a cheating device like the extraordinary vision was his key to countless treasures. They could be happy till now. When Wang Ke gained more knowledge about antiques and magic weapons, he would definitely be able to show his skills and come out on top. Withdrawing his gaze silently, Wang Ke turned and walked towards the depths of the antique trading market. Half an hour later, he was about to reach the end of this street, but he still didn't see Zhao Menfeng's antique shop Self House. Standing beside the street, he hesitated for a moment, turned around, and came to a stall. "Hello, have a look. What do you like at the stall? The goods I have here are all genuine products, and the prices are fair." The stall owner was a middle-aged man. He put on a bright and enthusiastic smile when he saw Wang Ke walking over. Wang Ke smiled and said, "I am not buying antiques today. I want to ask you about a shop. Do you know where Self House is? It is almost at the end of the street, and I haven't seen the sign of Self House." When the stall owner heard Wang Ke's words, the enthusiasm on his face wore off. He reached out his hand and grabbed a cigarette. Then he lit it in his mouth and took two puffs before he said, "Of course I know. I've been doing business in Curio Street for more than ten years, and there are no shops here that I don't know about. Self House is not on this street. It's on the next street. You go around the intersection at the front and walk twenty meters to the left. Brother, you look new here. I guess you don't come to the antique market often. If you have anything you need in the future, come to my stall and I promise you a lot of rewards." Wang Ke nodded with a smile and said, "No problem. I am looking forward to finding treasures at your stall." He said goodbye to the stall owner. After two minutes, Wang Ke saw the sign of Self House twenty to thirty meters away. However, he felt a little puzzled that the sign of Self House was small and the shop was not very large. "Why is Self House so small? Zhao Menfeng was able to recognize magic weapons quickly, so he should be very powerful. Even the price he said was about accurate. How could a master run such a small store? Self House is not even as good as Shangbao Pavilion!" Wang Ke frowned slightly and was about to walk towards the gate of Self House. The conversation between two middle-aged men not far away caught his attention. He stopped right there. "Mr. Cao, it's weird. Self House is not well located in Fengshui, why hasn't it gone bankrupt?" A middle-aged man said, looking at the sign of Self House. The other middle-aged man beside him nodded and said, "Yes! I have been secretly wondering all these years. It stands to reason that the Fengshui layout of Self House is obviously a trend of losing wealth, but why could it have lasted for so many years? It's well-known in the world of Fengshui that 'mountain rules people, and water rules fortunes.' As for the Fengshui layout of Self House, it has all other four elements of gold, wood, fire, and earth among the five elements. And it only lacks water. With such a Fengshui terrain, no matter how much the boss invests, it will eventually go down the drain. How could Self House have survived?" "Oh, Self House's owner Mr. Zhao is an old acquaintance. I took a compass and carefully studied the Fengshui layout of this building ten years ago, and I told Mr. Zhao all my thoughts. The trend of losing wealth would surely lead to poverty. But he smiled mysteriously at me, and then ignored it, and still went his own way. It was a miracle that it has not gone bankrupt these years." The middle-aged man surnamed Cao smiled bitterly. "Is there anything peculiar about this building? Otherwise, it shouldn't have been the case. You are familiar with Mr. Zhao, is he really a geomancer?" Mr. Liu asked in doubt. "I know it. Mr. Zhao is proficient in Fengshui, but there is one thing I don't understand. Sometimes when I talked to him about Fengshui Theory, he fell silent. And sometimes he even did weird things." Mr. Cao said. "Forget it. Let's not talk about it. This Fengshui layout is the worst of the worst. Although Self House has not closed down these years, it didn't do very well. Otherwise, Mr. Zhao's storefront should have long been changed. Let's go to my place for a drink." Wang Ke, who was standing quietly not far away, had a strange look on his face. Fengshui layouts? Geomancers? Judging from the conversation of two middle-aged men, they had a lot of research on Fengshui Theory! He had seen Zhao Menfeng's skills. But his business and his shop were still so small over the years. Was it really because of the bad Fengshui of this quaint pavilion? Watching the two middle-aged men leave, Wang Ke quietly pondered for a while and then walked towards the gate of Self House. He didn't know anything about Fengshui Theory, so naturally, he couldn't see the mystery.