"So, you can go to your home to ask for a book and ask your family to send you gold." Ma Yinchu said with a smile.

"…..." Su Donglai was speechless when he heard this. Ma Yinchu really fell into the eyes of money.

What is the concept of one thousand taels of gold?

Ten grams equals one liang, and one thousand liang of gold equals one thousand grams.

According to the current gold price in later generations, one gram of gold is 340 million, and ten thousand grams is 340 million.

How many people work for a lifetime and can only earn a fraction of the money?

Su Donglai smiled bitterly in his eyes: "Senior brother, in order to come to Zhongnan Mountain to seek Dharma, I have already dispersed all my wealth, and only forty-five taels of gold left on my body. This is my last meal money."

Su Donglai did not hide it, and took out the hook on his waist and placed it in front of the stove.

"It's really gone?" Ma Yinchu was a little unwilling.

"No more!" Su Donglai shook his head.

Ma Yinchu sat in front of the stove, his face gloomy and unstable. After a while, he said, "If you don't have gold, you won't be able to deviate. I have a way to earn gold."

"Are you sure you have the ability to calculate Yin Qing?" Ma Yinchu said.

"Within seven days, 100%. Within half a month, 80%. Within one month, only 60%. "Su Donglai said.

"It turns out that there is such a magical power?" Ma Yinchu couldn't believe it.

"It will snow heavily after tomorrow, senior brother, you will know." Su Dong looked at Ma Yinchu: "It will definitely snow three minutes in the morning."

The weather forecasts in later generations can be calculated within the time, and Su Dong thought that it was no worse than the weather forecast.

"If you really have such ability, we can make a fortune." Ma Yinchu looked at Su Donglai:

"I'll talk about everything the day after tomorrow."

After saying that, he threw the knives back, then pushed open the door and left.

The cold wind blew, lowering the fire in the house. Su Donglai quickly closed the door and said in confusion: "What did he think? I can make money by calculating the weather skills? How can this thing make money?"

No matter how Su Donglai thought about it, he could not think about how to make money.

However, he could use his spiritual marks to find ore veins on the earth and find dragons and stabilize veins, which no one in the world can match.

On the second day, Su Donglai practiced Tai Chi in the yard, and his hands kept embracing him in the air, and a trace of thought appeared in his eyes.

I didn't go to morning classes, but went back to the house to meditate and practice, and after finishing my exercises, I started a small stomp.

As for the prescription, there is no need to worry.

In the morning, the Taoist temple had morning class, and Ma Yinchu came to have a meal on time. Then the two sat in the room and chatted for a while before Ma Yinchu returned to guard the Sutra Pavilion.

night

Ma Yinchu is here to have a meal again

"Do you mean that heavy snow will be really accurate in the future?" Ma Yinchu asked while eating bacon.

"Apart from the great prime ministers such as Shao Yong, Liu Bowen, Yuan Tiangang, Li Chunfeng, etc., I have never heard anyone say that they can accurately predict the wind and rain." Ma Yinchu couldn't believe it.

"You will know when you get up tomorrow." Su Donglai smiled and looked at Ma Yinchu, his eyes were particularly bright under the lights:

"I not only know that there is heavy snow, but also the thickness of heavy snow."

"What?" Ma Yinchu's eyes showed a hint of shock.

"The heavy snow is one foot and three thick. No more or less, and add half a cent." Su Donglai picked up his pen and wrote it on a piece of white paper.

Ma Yinchu took the paper and looked at the handwriting on the paper with the help of the fire, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes:

"Are you so confident?"

Su Donglai smiled but said nothing, which made him even more mysterious.

He is not confident in himself, but in his innate spiritual light.

When my family sensed the energy of the atmosphere, the "clear energy" in the clear and turbid qi actually deduced all the results I wanted to know.

At this moment, Su Donglai, whose ordinary and wind-covered face was unprecedentedly strange in Ma Yinchu's eyes.

Ma Yinchu walked away with the paper and returned to the Sutra Pavilion. Then he placed the paper on the table and pressed it carefully with paperweight. He raised his head and opened the window to look at the brilliant starry sky, the twinkling Big Dipper and the Six South Dipper: "No matter how you look, it doesn't look like it's going to snow. Is it really going to snow tomorrow?"

"Shao Yong, Liu Bowen and others predicted the weather and speculated their fate. That was just a legend. How could anyone really guess the wind and rain in this world?" Ma Yinchu stood in front of the window and looked at the brilliant starry sky. After a long time, he suddenly withdrew his gaze, and a trace of thought appeared in his eyes:

"If he really has the ability to calculate the storm, my Zhongnan Mountain Taoist temple is expected to prosper and will definitely make a fortune."

It was not until a cold wind blew, which made Ma Yinchu shiver, then closed the window, lay on the bed and thought about it for a long time, and then fell asleep in a drowsy way.

Early morning of the third day

A bell rang

The sleepy Ma Yinchu pushed open the door and walked out of the room, raised her head and looked at the dark sky, and couldn't help but be stunned:

"It's a bit meaningful! It's really cloudy."

Ma Yinchu walked on the steps while watching the parade disciples, and then asked, "Which time is it now?"

"Chen Shi Er!" the Taoist priest who was parading replied.

"Is it still a quarter of an hour away?" Ma Yinchu looked at the gray clouds in the sky, and it really looked a little rainy.

"Tell me in three quarters of an hour."

"yes!"

Ma Yinchu took a shower, drank another cup of hot tea, and was walking towards the square.

At this moment, a figure came from a distance with a lantern and came to Ma Yinchu's side: "Master, it's been three quarters of an hour!"

"It's been three quarters of an hour?" Ma Yinchu was stunned when he stood under the steps, subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sky, and then his face suddenly became cold.

"Senior brother, it's snowing!" The disciple exclaimed as he looked at the falling snowflakes.

"It's snowing?" Ma Yinchu was stunned. Looking at the heavy snow falling from the sky, it was like goose feathers, and couldn't help but be stunned.

In the courtyard of Su Donglai

Su Donglai opened his airs and practiced Tai Chi, and his body stiffly opened and closed back and forth in the yard.

Suddenly a cool breeze blew and fell on his face. Su Donglai couldn't help but pause and looked up at the snowflakes falling in the sky:

"It's snowing!"

square

Everyone came to the square in the heavy snow. The old Taoist priest opened his airs. Everyone was about to practice Tai Chi, but they saw Ma Yinchu looking absent-mindedly at the sky, not knowing what they were thinking.

The snow has just started to fall, but it doesn't delay everyone's exercise.

A quarter of an hour later, after the Tai Chi drill was completed, the old Taoist priest stopped and turned to look at everyone: "Be careful not to slip during the snowy day, and all the disciples will clean the falling snow in time to avoid crushing the roof."

"All the disciples disperse, Jingming stays." The old Taoist priest said expressionlessly.

The disciples scattered, but Ma Yinchu stood absent-mindedly.

"You have been less and less attentive in your recent homework. Last time I was punished to go to the foot of the mountain to clean the fallen leaves, why didn't you make any progress?" The old Taoist priest stared at Ma Yinchu.

Ma Yinchu's lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Looking at Ma Yinchu, Sun Zhenren sighed, then turned around and left.

He didn't say anything.

"Your path is wrong! Law cannot save the Taoist veins, only money is omnipotent!" Ma Yinchu couldn't help but shout as he looked at the back that was leaving in the wind and snow.

The back in the wind and snow couldn't help but pause.

"Do you know what it means?" Sun Zhenren turned his head.

"I will prove it to you that you are wrong! Zhongnan Mountain does not need to be successful or keep a low profile. Zhongnan Mountain needs incense and popularity, what is needed is resources. Recruiting countless disciples can only spread the Dharma to the world. You are all wrong! They are all wrong!" Ma Yinchu shouted, his face excited, and his fists were clenched.

The old Taoist priest shook his head, and his back disappeared into the wind and snow.

Su Donglai returned to the house and took out the pork elbow to cook porridge. Suddenly, a "bang" sound was heard. Ma Yinchu broke in from outside the door, wrapped in wind and snow:

"You boy is very capable! Good skills!"

"We can make a fortune this time! A lot of money! All the money in the entire Chang'an territory belongs to us." Ma Yinchu said with a red face.

When Su Donglai heard this, he raised his eyebrows and became increasingly unable to think clearly. How could he speculate about the wind and rain be related to making money?

If he had this ability, he would have made money by himself long ago, so how could he have to run around for money?

"It depends on whether you said one foot and three points are accurate." Ma Yinchu sat in front of the stove, his eyes a little crazy, his eyes kept flashing, as if he was thinking about something.

The two of them ate a little bit, and Su Donglai continued to study the scriptures, but Ma Yinchu, regardless of the wind and snow, stood in front of the window in his coat, staring at the heavy snow outside the door with his eyes tightly staring at the heavy snow outside the door.

In the evening, the heavy snow stopped. Ma Yinchu quickly walked out of the room and fell on the ground, but he didn't get up. Instead, he lay there, laughing loudly as he watched the thickness of the snow on the ground, and there was endless pride in the laughter.

"I've got rich! I've got rich! We've got rich this time." Ma Yinchu's voice was full of madness, and he kept rolling in the snow.

Su Donglai stood in front of the window, looked at the figure covered in snow, and couldn't help but shake his head: "How strange."

"You want to ask me how I get rich, right?"

After a long time, Ma Yinchu got up from the snow and entered the room, staring at Su Donglai with his eyes tightly.

"Yes, how can wind and snow make a fortune?" He was a little puzzled.

"Twenty years!" Ma Yinchu looked at Su Donglai: "You have been deducing the wind and snow for me for twenty years! Unconditionally deducing the climate for me, I will give you the secret method of practicing now."

"Can you make money?" Su Donglai was puzzled.

"Don't worry about how I make money, I just ask you whether you agree." Ma Yinchu looked at Su Donglai: "Of course, I won't ask you to do your best, I'll give you 10%."

Twenty years seem a bit long, but Su Donglai has no reason to refuse.

It’s just a deduction of the wind and snow. Who knows what will happen in twenty years?

Perhaps at that time I had found a way to break the magnetic field of heaven and earth, or at that time I was still doing nothing in the world.

But if you have money to make money, you only need to deduce the weather. For Su Donglai, it is a business that is stable and profitable.
Chapter completed!