I, Sun Shan, and the Imperial Examination

After visiting the workshop, Sun Bomin and Dege'er felt that it was just a bit bigger than an ordinary workshop, and there was nothing particularly amazing about it.

Dege asked, greatly disappointed, "Shanzi, is this the bird droppings fertilizer workshop? It doesn't look special to me."

Sun Bomin also said, "Shanzi, take us to see the bird droppings pit. Is it far from the workshop?"

Grandpa Xiao Yazi jumped out and said, "Grandpa, Grandpa De, why don't we eat first before we go see it? It's the middle of the day, and we're hungry."

Upon hearing this, Sun Bomin and Dege'er's stomachs began to rumble.

Dege scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Old man, let's eat first. Hehe, I didn't feel hungry until you mentioned it, and now that you've mentioned it, I'm really hungry."

After hearing Gui Ge'er's translation, Little Ya Zi's grandfather grinned, revealing his big teeth: "Grandpa, Master De, the food is ready, you can eat now."

Grandpa Xiaoya and the village chief accompanied Sun Bomin and Dege on their inspection tour. Grandma Xiaoya had already started cooking, and the food was ready just as the tour was over.

And so, Dege and Sun Bomin finally got to taste the food that Steward Wang had been claiming was extremely unpalatable.

Sun Bomin took a bite and instantly thought it was the worst meal he had eaten in days.

He was just from a farming family, and having enough to eat was a great achievement for him. He didn't mind and just kept eating.

Dege'er was different. He didn't eat very well when he was a child, but he was still one of the better-fed people in the surrounding area, except for Sunshan.

Later, I worked at the county school and was able to earn money, so I could occasionally treat myself to a nice meal and eat better.

Later, he married Huang Xiuchun, the niece of Huang Xiucai. He would often go to Huang Xiucai's father-in-law's house for meals, and the food became even better.

Now, suddenly eating such a mouthful of food that tastes like pig swill, her face turns like a seven-colored flower, changing constantly and unpredictably.

After the meal, Dege quietly approached Wang Ganhua and said sincerely, "Manager Wang, you're right, the food in the workshop is indeed terrible. Sigh, I'm sorry to trouble you, you've worked so hard."

Not only did they have to endure attacks from wild wolves, but they also had to endure eating barely edible food every day, enough to keep them from starving.

What a miserable life, Steward Wang.

For a fleeting moment, Wang Ganhua felt as if her entire life was filled with light.

This is the light of finding a kindred spirit, the light of having someone who understands you. If I could, I would want to hold Dege'er and cry my heart out.

Wang Ganhua's eyes were red, and tears welled up in them. She cried out excitedly, "De Di, you're the only one who understands your brother. De Di, only you understand my suffering."

De Ge'er nodded repeatedly and said, "Hua Ge, I understand you. Keep it up and do a good job."

While speaking, he patted Wang Ganhua on the shoulder, trying to give him strength and the courage to persevere.

Sun Shan had no idea that De Ge'er and Wang Ganhua had hooked up so quickly and were even calling each other brothers.

On the contrary, Sun Shan had no complaints about the food cooked by Grandpa and Grandma Xiao Yazi.

Why cook such delicious food? Workers are here to work, not to enjoy themselves.

Hmph, as long as I can fill my stomach, why ask for so much?

In today's market dominated by employers, workers have no bargaining power whatsoever; just having enough to eat is a blessing.

Of course, the most important thing is that the food is so delicious that the workers eat a lot, which costs a lot of money.

If it tastes bad, that's the only truth.

After eating and drinking their fill, Sun Bomin and Dege'er continued their visit to the bird droppings pit.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, the village chief suggested, "Sir, do you think we should build the temple at the foot of the mountain or on the mountain?"

He paused, then added, "However, it's better to build a temple on a mountain. As the saying goes, you can see far and wide from a high place. The mountain is full of spiritual energy, which is good for immortals to cultivate."

Sun Shan carefully examined the surroundings and realized that the temple could not be built next to the workshop, so it could only be built opposite the workshop.

There's a small hill not far away, not very high, and easy to climb.

Pointing to a spot not far away, he said, “Village chief, I think that mountain would be suitable. Facing south, with its back to the mountain and its front facing the water, the energy will disperse with the wind and stop at the water, reaching the ultimate emptiness and maintaining steadfast stillness. Building it on that mountain will keep it away from the noise of the workshops and the stench of bird droppings, while allowing it to enjoy the tranquility of the mountain and the serenity of the water.”

There is a mountain just 200 meters away from the workshop, with a small stream in front and deep forests behind.

If the building is three or four stories high, you can see bird droppings from the top.

Whether the scenery is beautiful or not is one thing, but at least you can witness a miracle.

The village chief and Grandpa Xiaoya looked at Sun Shan in confusion. He spoke in a very formal and literary way, which they couldn't understand. What should they do?

After Sun Shan explained it to him, the village chief slapped his old leg and exclaimed, "Sir, now that you've explained it, I understand! Sir, you... you know the art of feng shui?"

Grandpa Xiaoyazi looked at Sun Shan in surprise, thinking that what he said sounded very true and made a lot of sense.

It's one thing to be knowledgeable in medicine and reading, but how come Lord Sun also knows fortune telling?

Is there anything that Lord Sun doesn't understand?

Sun Shan looked smugly at the village chief and Grandpa Xiao Yazi.

He knew he was capable, but he was even more capable than he had imagined.

Sun Shan really needs to thank the village chief and Grandpa Xiao Yazi. If it weren't for their blatant admiration, he wouldn't have known how amazing he was.

Mouth stepped in for Gui-ge'er and said in a clear voice, "Village Chief, our elders know everything. There's nothing in this world they don't understand. Feng shui is nothing to them; our elders studied it extensively when they were in school."

"Hehe, village chief, let me tell you the truth, if any of my family members go out to practice geomancy, Master Zhang is guaranteed to have no business."

To convince the village chief and Grandpa Xiaoyazi, Guige continued, "Village chief, think about it, why did we adults find the bird droppings pit as soon as we arrived? Why couldn't the other adults find it? Is all of this just a coincidence?"

After speaking, he gave the village chief and Xiao Yazi's grandfather a meaningful look.

The two of them were stunned for a moment.

Yes, why was Lord Sun able to find the bird droppings pit so accurately as soon as he arrived? Why couldn't the other officials find it?

There are coincidences in the world, but too many coincidences must be man-made.

The village chief gestured with his lip, staring dumbfounded at Sun Shan, and asked timidly, "Sir, this, this, you calculated the bird droppings pit?"

Oh my, what kind of magic could Lord Sun possibly have calculated?

Oh dear, how wonderful it would be if Lord Sun didn't become an official but a Taoist priest.

Sun Shan waved his hand mysteriously and said, "It cannot be said, it cannot be said. Some things cannot be said."

Little Yazi's grandfather covered his mouth tightly.

He nodded repeatedly: "The master is right. Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed. Village chief, you shouldn't ask too many questions. In short, our master is a capable person who can calculate and predict."

After this experience, the village chief and Grandpa Xiaoyazi admired Sun Shan even more, their eyes shining with admiration.

Wang Ganhua behind: ......

I don't believe Sun Shan was a fortune teller; he's definitely exaggerating. If he were truly capable, why bother studying? He might as well become the imperial advisor.

Alas, the village chief and Xiao Yazi's grandfather are country bumpkins, ignorant and easily fooled by Master Sun. They are truly pitiful.

The Hanging Temple in Shanxi is a unique wonder

Hanging Temple

You can go and see it if you have the chance.