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Chapter 229: Little Junior Brother, This is Truly Incredible!
Chapter 229: Little Junior Brother, This is Truly Incredible!
The early morning was the freshest time of the day. The sun had just risen over Liyuan Farm, casting a gentle light that brought a warm glow to the surroundings.
In the forest, birds sang joyfully from the treetops, awakening the sleeping world.
Dewdrops clung to the leaves, shimmering in the sunlight.
At the Nanlu Camping Ground, Old Zhu let out a contented snore before waking up.
As he stretched lazily, a look of disbelief appeared on his face.
Due to his past endeavors in the business world, his body had accumulated some minor health issues. While they weren't severe, they had significantly affected his sleep quality, especially as he grew older.
At home, he needed a specially arranged environment to get a good night's sleep. His bedroom was meticulously designed, and he would light special incense to ensure a comfortable rest.
Thus, he rarely agreed to travel on business. If it weren't for the old principal's invitation, he wouldn't have attended the 70th anniversary celebration at the school.
On the night they arrived at the school, they didn't sleep well.
However, last night, camping at his junior brother's campsite, he slept exceptionally well, which he found hard to believe.
It had been a long time since he had such a comfortable night's sleep, free from insomnia and vivid dreams.
He felt incredibly refreshed, better than he had in a long time.
"Little junior brother's camping ground must have some magical quality," Old Zhu muttered to himself.
He then got up, washed his face, and stepped out of the tent to meet up with the others.
When Old Gu and the others saw him, they asked in disbelief:
"Old Zhu, how did you sleep last night? Was it comfortable?"
"I slept very well, with excellent quality."
"Last night was the most comfortable I've slept in years."
Old Gu, hearing this, was equally surprised: "Is it the same for you too? I also slept incredibly well, with the best quality sleep I've had in a long time. I almost don't want to leave Little Junior Brother's farm."
"Since I've gradually handed over my group to my son, and he's doing a great job, I don't need to worry much. So, I'm thinking of spending some time here on holiday."
Old Gu immediately chimed in: "Old Zhu, if you feel that way, I do too. Let's plan it together!"
Old Zhu smiled: "Sure, it would be nice to have company while we wait for the golden-threaded nanmu wood."
The others sighed in silence upon hearing this.
There was no way around it; their own groups couldn't be entrusted to their family members.
None of their children were capable.
So, they had no choice but to leave and might have to return today.
It was truly a sad situation.
If there were no successors, they might have to promote someone from the management team or hire a professional manager.
Then they refocused their attention on the camping ground.
Old Zhu said in confusion: "This camping ground, although simply built and designed by Little Junior Brother's girlfriend, should be a very ordinary place."
"Yet, this camping ground is far from ordinary. Not only is the scenery beautiful, but it also provides such excellent sleep quality. It's truly magical."
"So, I'm really puzzled by this."
Someone quickly agreed: "Yes, it's truly incredible here!"
"Even in the most luxurious places we've experienced, we've never felt this way."
“
What’s going on here? There must be a reason we don’t know about.”
Elder Gu speculated, “I read up on Little Junior Brother’s farm last night. It seems he knows some ancient Daoist techniques.”
“Did you know? Little Junior Brother used the principles of the Eight Trigrams and the I Ching to create a bamboo maze.”
“This bamboo maze is just like a real labyrinth. Even the famous Daoist masters couldn’t break through it.”
“Some of those masters are still at the Liyuan Farm, trying to solve the bamboo maze.”
“So, if Little Junior Brother has such skills, could he have used Daoist feng shui when building the campsite?”
This made everyone pause.
Feng shui is a mysterious and complex subject.
They had never delved into it, but they knew many wealthy people believed in it, even keeping their own feng shui masters and making donations to temples.
However, they also knew that these people were mostly seeking psychological comfort, as it had no real effect.
They had been introduced to and invited feng shui masters before, who had inspected their properties. Unfortunately, there was no effect, even from the most famous masters.
Later, they understood why some people believed in it.
It’s like fortune-telling. The fortune-tellers read people’s expressions and make vague predictions. For a small fee, most people wouldn’t mind if the predictions were inaccurate, treating it as a form of entertainment.
As long as the fortune-tellers didn’t try to scam them, they’d usually say what people wanted to hear.
But if they happened to predict something accurately for a few people, those individuals would spread the word, and the fortune-tellers would gain a reputation.
Now, it seemed the feng shui masters operated on a similar principle.
But if Little Junior Brother’s campsite had real feng shui effects, they would believe it.
After all, such a magical effect couldn’t be explained by design alone.
If it was feng shui, it would make sense.
But does such a thing really exist in reality?
Clearly, they were starting to imagine the possibilities.
Elder Zhu immediately said, “Let’s go to the restaurant for breakfast, and then we’ll find Little Junior Brother to take us to the bamboo maze.”
Elder Gu and the others nodded, their faces filled with anticipation.
They soon arrived at the restaurant.
The Liyuan Farm campsite provided breakfast, though it was only congee, steamed buns, and dumplings. Other dishes required separate orders.
However, even the simple congee was incredibly delicious to Elder Zhu. How could such a simple dish taste so good?
It wasn’t something even the best chefs in the capital could achieve. If you asked them to cook plain congee, they wouldn’t be able to make it this delicious.
It seemed Little Junior Brother had gathered extraordinary talents, like those seen in TV shows and movies.
If such a chef were out in the world, he would be highly sought after by all the upscale restaurants. Yet, he was content to stay in this small farm restaurant, which was truly legendary.
This made them even more curious about the bamboo maze. Was it really like an array?
If Little Junior Brother truly mastered such mysterious techniques, it wouldn’t be surprising that he could create such an impressive farm in Youcheng.
(End of Chapter)
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