Cheng Fugui put on the red Tang suit and turned back and forth in front of the mirror. He liked it more and more, feeling he was even more handsome than the old movie stars.
This is truly a case of people being judged by their clothes and horses by their saddles!
His daughter-in-law has good taste!
Just as Cheng Fugui was about to go out to show off, he spotted Luo Changsheng arriving.
Luo Changsheng was also wearing a light yellow Tang suit, his face full of vigor.
"Oh, Old Luo, this is the first time I've seen you wear this outfit. You look truly distinguished!" Cheng Fugui exclaimed in surprise.
Luo Changsheng burst into laughter and said, "Fugui, this was given to me by Boss Bai when we celebrated the Spring Festival."
"I've been keeping it in the chest and didn't bear to wear it."
He looked Cheng Fugui up and down.
Smiling, he said, "Boss Bai bought this for you too, didn't she?"
Cheng Fugui replied, "Yes, just like you, this is the first time I'm wearing this outfit today."
Luo Changsheng said, "I heard about the gold the King of the Bullet Country sent over this time."
"Cheng Xiaofan plans to build a golden pagoda on the back mountain."
"To use the golden pagoda to suppress the auspicious energy of Zhuxi Village."
"This is a great joy for the entire village!"
"I've received calls from many villagers, saying the whole village should celebrate."
"We shouldn't let Cheng Xiaofan bear the expenses alone; all costs should be covered by the village."
"I thought it was an excellent idea!"
Cheng Fugui heard this and said, "Old Luo, Xiaofan's main chefs are only Old Tang and his granddaughter. I'm afraid they won't be able to handle it!"
Luo Changsheng chuckled and said, "Fugui, I'm going to Xiaofan's place this time."
"To ask Tang Guoxing for a menu, and then let the villagers cook it."
"As long as the dishes are the same, that's all that matters!"
Cheng Fugui nodded and smiled, "That's a great idea, I approve!"
"Let the entire village have a collective good time!"
Luo Changsheng laughed, "Then I won't chat with you any longer. I'm off to Xiaofan's to get the menu!"
Cheng Fugui puffed out his chest and said, "Old Luo, I'll accompany you!"
...
Cheng Xiaofan had always preferred to be a hands-off manager.
After he had assigned all the tasks, he got on his motorcycle and headed towards Nanshan Lake.
Last night, when he arrived at the island in the middle of the lake, he inadvertently noticed that the second crop of rice for this year had already been planted on the Nanshan terraced mountains.
The seedlings were growing well but not robust enough.
This required another watering with spiritual rain.
If it wasn't replenished in time, it would not only affect the harvest,
but also cause the rice quality to deteriorate and the taste to worsen.
Cheng Xiaofan couldn't ask anyone else to do something like this, so he had to do it himself.
Once the golden pagoda was erected, and if the spiritual energy in Zhuxi Village and the back mountain became dense, then no matter what plants were grown on the mountains or in the fields, there would be no need for spiritual rain irrigation anymore.
When he reached the terraced mountain, Cheng Xiaofan found that there were many tourists there,
visiting and taking photos on the terraced mountains.
With so many people around, it was naturally not convenient for him to cast spells to make it rain.
Cheng Xiaofan took out his mobile phone and called Li Mingxi.
When Li Mingxi saw that it was Cheng Xiaofan calling,
she immediately asked, "Master, is there something you need?"
Cheng Xiaofan said, "Mingxi, I'm going to water the seedlings on the terraced mountain shortly."
"You are in the duty room, use the broadcast to announce to the tourists on the mountain,"
"Say that the weather is about to change, and there will be a storm on the Nanshan terraced mountain."
"Ask the tourists to leave the terraced mountain immediately."
Li Mingxi immediately replied, "Okay, Master!"
Not long after hanging up the phone, from the broadcast system around Nanshan Lake,
Li Mingxi's incredibly sweet voice immediately sounded: "Attention all tourists,"
"Due to abnormal weather changes, in the area of the Nanshan terraced mountain,"
"a storm will occur shortly."
"To avoid danger, please all tourists leave the terraced mountain immediately!"
Li Mingxi repeated the announcement continuously on the broadcast.
The tourists who were enjoying themselves on the terraced mountain,
heard it and looked up at the sky.
The sky was a clear blue, with no clouds in sight. It didn't look like a storm was coming at all.
"What a joke, how can there be a storm here!"
"Is this beautiful lady dreaming?"
"I don't believe it. Will the heavens rain only here?"
"Exactly, we'll stay and explore!"
The tourists didn't believe Li Mingxi's words at all and continued to linger on the terraced mountain.
Seeing that the tourists were not cooperating, Cheng Xiaofan immediately cast a Wind and Cloud Spell.
In an instant,
dark clouds gathered in the sky above the terraced mountain.
A cool breeze swept in.
The tourists were instantly shocked.
"My goodness, how strange!"
"Just after the announcement, clouds gathered in the sky."
"This wind is so strong, it's almost stripping my clothes off!"
"Oh dear, my skirt!"
"This wind is so indecent!"
"Hmph!"
A provocatively dressed young woman, with her hands on her hips,
stomped her feet and pointed to the sky, shrieking, "I don't believe this wind can still molest me!"
"If you have the guts, try to strip my clothes off!"
Cheng Xiaofan heard this, chuckled, and a mischievous streak came over him.
You want the wind to strip your clothes off? Fine,
I'll grant you that wish!
He raised a finger and drew a stroke in the air,
WHOOSH!
A strong gust of wind rushed towards the woman.
In an instant,
the gust of wind enveloped her,
and with a RIIIP,
it stripped off all her outer clothing,
leaving only a bikini.
"Ah—"
The young woman screamed, terrified, and ran down the mountain.
Seeing the strange wind, the other tourists
also followed and ran down the mountain.
As soon as the tourists left the terraced mountain,
BOOM!
A deafening thunderclap sounded,
followed by a torrential storm.
Miraculously, while it was raining heavily here,
a blazing sun hung in the sky over there.
The contrast formed a wondrous scene.
The tourists exclaimed in unison, "My heavens, how magical!"
"This rain came so suddenly, it's so strange, and it's only raining around the terraced mountain!"
The tourists took out their phones or cameras and pointed them at the terraced mountain in the rain, clicking away furiously, lest they miss this peculiar and magnificent spectacle.
The rain lasted for half an hour before it stopped.
At noon, Cheng Xiaofan returned for lunch and then rode his motorcycle to the back mountain.
He knew that it wouldn't be long before people from the capital and provincial cities arrived.
Receiving these dignitaries was what Cheng Xiaofan found most troublesome.
He delegated these matters to his own goddess Bai and Shen Ruobing and others.
Cheng Xiaofan arrived at the back mountain, parked his motorcycle, went up to the attic, boiled a pot of water, made himself a cup of Golden Tea, and then lay down on the rocking chair.
He leisurely sipped his tea.