"Laosi, why aren't you out chopping wood? We're out of firewood!"
Laosi's wife looked at him and complained.
"Chop wood, chop wood! That's all you ever think about! Look at the time-why didn't you say something earlier? Go borrow some from next door!"
Laosi sent his wife away and walked outside with his hands behind his back. Soon, he wandered over to Tiezhu's house.
The moment he entered, he saw several people deep in a lively conversation in the courtyard.
He joined them.
"Did you know? That young fellow who spent a month helping everyone in the village for free is a Feng Shui master!"
"A Feng Shui master? What's that?"
Laosi grew curious too.
"You don't even know that?"
"And you do? You only heard it from Cuihua! Just tell us when you're marrying into her family. We're still waiting for the wedding feast!"
Goudan's remark made everyone laugh.
Tiezhu snapped, "Even if there's a feast, you're not invited!"
"All right, hurry up and tell us! What's a Feng Shui master?"
"Yeah, tell us!"
Laosi joined the clamor. There was hardly any gossip in the village, after all, and this unfamiliar term had piqued his curiosity.
"A Feng Shui master is... well... oh, forget it! You wouldn't understand even if I explained. Just remember one thing."
"A Feng Shui master only has to lift a finger to give a whole bunch of people incredible luck!"
Tiezhu's words intrigued everyone.
"What kind of luck? Don't tell me he can make people find gold?"
Once again, Goudan butted in.
"Why couldn't he?"
Tiezhu shot back.
"So you're saying that young fellow can make us find gold?"
"Of course."
Tiezhu stubbornly stuck to his claim.
"Then if I don't find any, I'll come looking for gold at your house. And if there