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    Although some people have been studying metaphysics and numerology since the pre-Qin Dynasty, it has to be said that even fortune tellers dare not guarantee someone¡¯s destiny.  Chen Daxi still feels a little incredible when he thinks back to that year.

    On September 25, 1970, a boy was born on the day of the harvest. His father, Chen Dafu, was a rough man. Thinking that the crops would be good and another boy was born, it would be a double happiness, so the villagers who came to congratulate him suggested naming the baby.  "Chen Shuangxi".

    Although televisions were not yet popular at that time, semiconductors were no longer a rare thing. Chen Dafu liked sports programs the most. He often heard the "Double Happiness Table Tennis" advertisement on the radio, so he subconsciously mixed "Double Happiness" and "ball".  Drawing an equal sign, "Chen Shuangxi" according to his translation is "Chen Qiuqiu".

    "My first birth was a boy, how could it be a ball?" So he resisted everyone's opposition and gave his son a more earthy name - "Chen Daxi".

    ??In the second, third, and fourth years, Chen Erxi, Chen Sanxi, and Chen Sixi were born one after another.

    As the eldest son of the family, Chen Daxi had to take on the role of supporting the family prematurely. In order to relieve the financial pressure, at the age of 15, he began to walk around the streets and became a salesman.  With one shoulder pole and two wooden boxes, Chen Daxi had to walk dozens of miles every day to sell candy and needlework. After working hard all day, he could only earn about ten yuan of hard-earned money.

    July 5, 1986, scorching heat.  Chen Daxi was passing by Lizui Village carrying a pole. Under the scorching sun, a bald monk was leaning on a tree trunk and breathing heavily.

    "Monk, monk, what's wrong with you?" Chen Daxi saw this and hurriedly walked over.

    "Water, water, water" The monk licked his chapped lips.

    Chen Daxi did not rush to take out the kettle. He put his hand tightly on the other person's bright forehead: "Monk, I think you probably have heat stroke."

    "Water, I want to drink water"

    "You can't drink water in a hurry if you have heatstroke. Just wait." Chen Daxi opened the sack tied around his waist.  Traveling in the fields all year round, he can encounter any emergency. The bags are filled with medicines he has prepared for rainy days. There are medicines for mosquito bites, colds and fevers, and medicines for common diseases.

    While the monk was groaning in pain, Chen Daxi found a small plastic bottle with "Ten Drops of Water" written on it from the bag.  He cut the seal, then placed the kettle in front of the monk: "Drink the medicine first and then the water."

    The monk swallowed two bottles of bitter "ten drops of water" with difficulty, and then drank a whole bottle of cold water.

    Seeing that some color gradually returned to the monk's face, Chen Daxi took the kettle with a smile: "I can't stand the sun even if I wear a straw hat, how can you, a bald monk, endure it?"

    "Thank you so much, donor!" The monk put his hands together and bowed.

    Chen Daxi also bowed: "No thanks, no thanks."

    After the two exchanged pleasantries, there was nothing more to say. The atmosphere was somewhat awkward, so Chen Daxi, who was good at sociability, took the lead in breaking the deadlock: "Monk, why did you come to this countryside?"

    "Oh, the poor monk Dharma Minghuixin was ordered by the master to come down the mountain to find a destined person."

    Chen Daxi took a piece of straw from his ear, held it in his mouth, and said half-jokingly: "A destined person? Do you think I look like a destined person?"

    Huixin rolled her eyes and did not answer.

    ¡°Okay, I¡¯m not kidding you anymore, I have to sell these two boxes of candies before dark. It¡¯s so hot, if they melt, I¡¯ll lose my life.¡±

    "Donor, please stay."

    "What? Do you want to buy it?" Chen Daxi did not stop because of Huixin's dissuasion. He shouted and put the pole on his shoulders again.

    Seeing this, Huixin felt a little anxious and hurriedly stopped in front of Chen Daxi.

    "Hey, you are a monk, you have no place to go and no store to stay. If I hadn't saved you, you would have died here long ago. Why are you blocking my way?"

    "Let me ask you, how much money can you make in a day selling candies?" Hui Xin, who had been polite just now, now looked like a bargaining businessman.

    "If it's good, it'll be fifteen or six yuan a day, almost 11 or 2 yuan."

    "It's more than ten yuan a day, and after eating, drinking, and eating, it's only 300 yuan a month!"

    "300 yuan is still less? Do you know how much workers get every month now? It's less than 100 yuan!"

    "Donor, to tell you the truth, I am going down the mountain this time to find a lay disciple to follow me up the mountain. Since you saved me, I will give you this good deed easily."sp; Chen Daxi smiled slightly: "Because of the word 'love'!"

    The man was horrified and quickly bowed: "Master, you are really amazing!"

    Chen Daxi secretly rejoiced. In fact, it was not difficult to guess this person's favor.  Judging from a man's temperament, he is not short of money, because temperament is inseparable from the nourishment of money.  In this society, as long as you have money, you have power. Money and power can be equated to a certain extent.

    If he doesn¡¯t go up the mountain to burn incense on an auspicious day, he won¡¯t be praying for his family. There is only one possibility left: he is worried about his own problems.  Successful people in their 40s go up the mountain alone because they don't want others to know their privacy.  As the saying goes, men become bad when they are rich. Nowadays, having a mistress is nothing new, so Chen Daxi bet on the word "love".

    From the moment the man pushed open the door of the fake temple, he became a fat pig lying on the assembly line. Chen Daxi made the first cut first, and then Huixin made the second cut. If there was still oil and water on him, the abbot made the rest.  That fatal blow.

    Generally speaking, those who can withstand three swords will leave a fortune of more than 100,000 yuan without exception.  But what made Chen Daxi stunned was that that day, this man took away the largest magic weapon in the temple, the Jade Buddha "consecrated" by the abbot. The cost price was 10,000 yuan and the price was 1.6 million yuan.

    Chen Daxi became famous in one battle, and his status among the dozen or so "lay disciples" could no longer be shaken.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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