Yu Qiutang hadn't seen Chen Meidi's family for a while, and at most Yu Qiushi would come over to play.

This guy is thick-skinned anyway and doesn't care what other people say.

In his eyes, everyone in this courtyard is either his brother, his sister, or his sister-in-law. There are no outsiders. He treats this courtyard as his own.

Seeing that he wasn't going to do anything weird, Yu Qiutang didn't put any restrictions on him. He thought that if this good-for-nothing brother stayed with him more often, maybe he would have better moral character when he grew up.

Human emotions are so complicated.

Yu Qiushi did not say hello to Chen Meidi and walked on the other side with his nephew.

The eldest sister and Mi Yali couldn't avoid it and were chatting casually with Chen Meidi.

Yu Qiutang did not restrict Mi Yali and Chen Meidi from talking.

He's not that stingy.

He was unhappy with Chen Meidi, but he didn't necessarily want his wife and sister to be unhappy with him.

He did glance at Wang Chunhua a few times.

I found that the woman had gained weight.

Wang Chunhua was probably no taller than 1.6 meters. I remember that the last time I saw him, he was a little fat, but probably only about 130 or 140 kilograms.

Looking at it again today, it is estimated to be more than one hundred and sixty.

Yu Qiutang was not very familiar with Wang Chunhua. He had basically never had any dealings with her in his previous life. He just remembered that she fell ill and died in her thirties or forties.

Now it seems that it may also be related to obesity.

But he was too lazy to say anything. He just glanced and turned back, thinking of his elder sister's fatalism again. Perhaps this was his fate.

They met Aunt San again on the way, and the man and woman gradually walked separately.

Yu Qiutang, Yu Qiushi, Yu Xiaowei and Yu Xiaoyun walked faster and arrived at the Medicine King Temple first.

As soon as he arrived, Yu Qiushi put the basket on the ground and breathed heavily.

On the way, Yu Qiutang saw Yu Qiushi shouting that he was selling things, so he didn't refuse and let him start with the backpack.

Yu Qiushi had never suffered such hardship at home. He was already out of breath after carrying the bag all the way. But this boy had the stubbornness that was unique to the Yu family. He refused to say a word and did not even think about asking others to take his place. He insisted on not putting it down until he reached the destination.

But the place they came to at this moment was just the platform above the Medicine King Temple. The real Medicine King Temple was at the bottom of the valley, which meant they still had to walk more than a hundred meters vertically downhill.

But the valley road is almost the same as the mountain road.

It is not a straight or vertical road, but a zigzag road.

The only difference is that the mountain road winds upwards, while the valley road winds downwards, at least three or four times longer.

"What's wrong, Yu Qiushi, are you giving up just now?"

Yu Qiutang joked.

Yu Qiushi shook his head, "No, let me rest for a while."

"If you're too tired, go play later and don't join in the fun."

"That won't work. We agreed on this. I've already carried it here. You're not going to go back on your word, are you, brother?"

"I'm not going to regret it. I'm just worried that you'll get tired. What if your mother sees you and is so distressed that she comes to argue with me? I'm afraid of your mother."

"No, she won't say anything. Sometimes she even praises you in front of me!"

"You're talking nonsense again."

"I'm not talking nonsense, what I said is true. My mother said it when she scolded me a few days ago, saying how useless I was and how I was far inferior to you.

He also said, we are brothers, why are you so capable and I am so incompetent..."

"I can tell you made it up. Would your mother say something like that?"

"Forget it, if you don't believe me, I didn't lie anyway."

As Yu Qiushi spoke, he leaned over and prepared to put the basket on his back again.

Yu Qiutang smiled and said, "Xiaowei, you carry the rest. Xiaoyun will help your brother to hold him from behind so that he can save some energy."

Yu Xiaowei and Yu Xiaoyun agreed.

Yu Qiushi was still a little confused, and hurried to pull the basket, "I told you I'll carry it, you can't leave me behind!"

"Just take you with you."

Yu Qiutang patted Yu Qiushi on the head.

"Really?"

"When have I ever lied to you? You are the only ones who lie to me."

"I didn't lie to you... Oh, that wasn't a lie before. We are brothers, there's no such thing as lying. Even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected."

"I haven't seen you for a while, but you're still saying these jokes one after another."

Yu Xiaowei carried the basket and the four of them started walking down.

At the entrance of the valley, there is a bell tower shaped like an ancient artillery tower, on which hangs a large bronze bell that is said to be hundreds of years old. The sound of its ringing can be heard as far as the town on the opposite side of the valley.

There are many legends about this, and it was also the first scenic spot that Yaowang Temple developed into a tourism industry.

But at that time, this place had not been developed yet. If you wanted to go up, you had to step on the dirt slope, which was quite tiring. You had to run in one breath and then run up quickly.

It’s okay for young people, but for older people, don’t even think about it.

Therefore, a small brick shrine was built under the bell tower for people to burn paper, and a merit box was naturally placed next to it.

There is an old monk sitting in the pavilion above the bell tower. If someone puts good deeds into the merit box, he will ring the bell.

If you continuously invest merit, you can knock up to nine times.

Everything comes back to one, and nine means perfection.

In the early years, the Yaowang Temple only had this bell. Later, perhaps learning methods from Xi'an or other places, a big drum was placed next to the Wu Qu Xing Jun Hall below.

There was also someone guarding below.

If there is a bell sound above, there will be a drum sound below to respond. It is a good linkage and quite interesting.

I don’t know if it’s because there is only one famous place nearby, or if it’s because there are all kinds of gods and ghosts gathered here, but the gods here are quite effective anyway.

The most glorious one was a senior high school student. His academic performance was roughly up to the standard of a 985 university. His parents brought him to the Confucius Temple here to pray for a good omen of being the number one scorer. As a result, he was admitted to Peking University in the college entrance examination, and his parents brought their child here to fulfill their wish.

At that time, the banner was very large, but it promoted this place vigorously. From then on, Confucius Hall became one of the most popular places in Yaowang Fairy Mountain.

In fact, whether the gods are effective or not depends on people’s utilitarianism.

Why are the Temple of the God of Wealth, the Temple of Confucius, and the Temple of Guanyin so popular? Isn’t it because it corresponds to the desire to make money, study, and have children?

For example, not many people go into the temples of the land god, the Ten Kings of Hell, or even Guan Gong.

What can these gods and ghosts protect them from?

They are all dispensable things, and only those who are interested will go to worship them. Most people bypass them on the grounds that gods cannot be worshipped randomly, but in fact they just can't bear to part with the incense. Yu Qiutang passed by the merit box, took out a dime and put it in the merit box.

He saw the monk above was sitting on a cushion with his eyes closed, as if he was resting. He probably didn't notice that he had made a good contribution.

But he never expected that as soon as he put it in, the monk immediately pushed the drumstick next to him.

"Boom!"

The melodious sound of the bell spread out, attracting countless people on the road to look over here.

He looked at the monk again, and he had returned to his meditation state, as if the ringing of the bell just now was just an illusion and he had never opened his eyes at all.

After walking a short distance downwards, I found a protruding spot in the middle with a small pine tree next to it. It was a pretty good location.

Yu Qiutang asked Yu Xiaowei to put down the basket, take out the prepared plastic sheet, spread out the things to be sold on it, and gave him some change for easy change.

He then explained some business rules and then stayed aside, not interfering with them anymore and letting them do it on their own.

It is naturally difficult for people who have never sold anything to start a business for the first time. Selling incense is all about opportunity, and people passing by may want to buy or not, or they can buy it anywhere.

If you offer the right price, the other party might be interested and willing to buy your item.

But if you don't move, others will just pass by and rarely ask you for the price.

and so.

Three kids took ten minutes and not a single yellow label was sold.

Yu Qiutang saw it all and was about to step forward to give instructions when he saw Yu Qiushi, who was squatting on the side, stand up, push Yu Xiaowei, and motion for him to move to the side, leaving himself in the center.

He was holding a stack of yellow labels in his left hand and a handful of printed money in his right hand, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Uncles, aunts, and sisters, please take some of my yellow labels and printed money when you pass by!"

Yu Qiutang had discovered before that if you want to make your business bigger, you must consider the pattern and vision, but if you just want to do small things, you actually have to be humble.

If you are too thin-skinned and can't say anything when you see someone being shy, it will be difficult to do business.

For example, for those salesmen, people only see how much profit and income they make after they have made a deal, but in fact, they may have suffered many times of cold stares or even humiliation before they have even reached a deal.

Our country has a historical and cultural heritage that emphasizes agriculture and industry over commerce. Even if many people make a lot of money, they may not necessarily be respected by others.

What is respected is always money, not people.

But correspondingly, if you have a little achievement in other fields, you will often get very good evaluation.

Yu Qiutang discovered that although Yu Qiushi's personality seemed eccentric, he was not at all shy when it came to talking about business.

Originally, the tourists were just walking and looking around casually, with no change in their mood, but suddenly they heard someone hawking something, and subconsciously they turned back to look.

I found out there were still three children.

I couldn't help but be curious and became interested. When someone looked at it, more people came over.

I asked about the price and found out it wasn't expensive, so I thought I would buy it anyway, so I might as well support the kids in selling things.

People like to join in the fun.

As more people gathered around, they became curious, and soon, a lot of people started to gather here.

Yu Qiushi was unable to handle the whole process, so he called Yu Xiaowei and Xiaoyun to join him.

Xiaoyun has always been a little shy and reserved, but Xiaowei has been motivated and started to greet the guests and slowly get into the rhythm.

This surprised Yu Qiutang very much.

It seems that Qiushi can develop in the direction of business.

Yu Qiutang wanted to make money, but he had no interest in purely developing business. He still wanted to establish a resource base near the mountain village and develop breeding, planting and the like.

But this is his idea. He does not impose any restrictions on other people around him. Instead, he hopes that everyone can live a different life based on their own strengths and personality traits.

"Not bad!"

At this time, Miali and her eldest sister came over and were also very surprised to see the looks of the three children.

"Not bad, I didn't expect Qiushi to be so capable. I thought he was useless and would be a nuisance when he grows up."

Yu Qiutang said with a smile.

"You, don't be prejudiced against people. He is still young, what can you tell? Everyone was naughty when they were young. Boys grow up in a short time."

Yu Qiutang nodded, "Yes, I hope he can grow up sooner and stop following his mother's example."

Yu Chunxing said from the side, "Tangtang, please don't talk about others behind their backs. For your father's sake, this is not good."

"Ah."

Since it was his sister who was talking about him, Yu Qiutang did not refute.

"So what should we do now? Should we continue watching for a while, or should we go down first?"

Miali asked again.

Yu Qiutang thought for a while, called Yu Xiaowei over, and gave him some instructions, telling them to sell the goods here by themselves, but they should remember to keep the money and not argue with others.

The most important thing is not to leave here without permission. If you sell out early, all three of you should come down together.

Yu Qiushi is his uncle and is respected by Yu Xiaowei, but Yu Qiutang still trusts Yu Xiaowei more and gives him the task of "leadership".

Yu Qiushi is capable of selling things, but he is too naive in dealing with people and definitely cannot lead a team of three.

After giving the instructions, Yu Qiutang went to the valley with his eldest sister, two nephews, and Miali.

The eldest sister had no interest in praying to gods or Buddha, so Yu Qiutang bought them some food and asked them to wait in front of the stage to reserve a seat to watch the show, while he took Mi Yali out for a walk.

It was Miyali’s first time to visit Yaowang Temple and she was very interested.

"This place is really big. There is only one land temple in our village. In the past, some people seemed to burn some paper and light some incense, but now no one goes there anymore. I guess life is too hard and they find that the land god is useless."

Mi Yali held Yu Qiutang's hand and leaned against him tightly. The crowd was crowded and squeezed back and forth desperately. If they didn't hold on tight, they would be completely dispersed.

Yu Qiutang laughed and said: "Praying to Buddha is actually praying to yourself, which is equivalent to making a wish for yourself. It is like, for example, when we celebrate our birthdays, we all say that we wish you a long life, but how many people can actually live to be a hundred years old?

We don’t expect anyone to help us live to be 100 years old. It’s more of an encouragement to ourselves, hoping that things will go more smoothly in the future.”

"You go to the Yaowang Temple and say that the gods here are not effective. Be careful if they hear you, or your incense paper will be wasted."

"Yeah, we should be honest, haha."

"Look what's that in front, there are so many people, it must be a good god."

Miali suddenly pointed to a place in front.

Yu Qiutang looked over and said with a smile, "That's the Goddess of Childbirth. Let's go over there quickly."

She was eager to try just now, but when she heard it was the Goddess of Fertility, Mi Yali blushed immediately and became hesitant. It was only when Yu Qiutang pulled her that she reluctantly came under the lotus of the Goddess of Fertility.

This is particularly interesting.

There were three nuns standing under the statue of Guanyin, the Goddess of Childbirth, saying that one could only light incense but not touch the doll on the lotus stem.

But the pilgrims who came here were here for the dolls. The doll stealers huddled together, their faces looked serious, but their hands secretly reached out from under their clothes, quickly pinched a doll and then retracted it into their clothes. (End of this chapter)