One Hexagram Every Day, in Troubled Times and Famine Years, My Warehouse Is Full of Money and Grain

Seeing that he was about to inherit hundreds of millions of fortunes, Zhou Qingyun turned into a man who hated dogs and was considered useless in order to save people in a famine-stricken mountain village. Faced with the four walls of his family and everyone on guard, he smiled calmly - fortunately, there was a mysterious tortoise shell in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and he had three hexagrams every day to report opportunities! The pheasant bid farewell, Gastrodia elata is obtained, the gangsters of the past are no longer idle? Under the shocked eyes of the whole village, Zhou Qingyun ran towards the road of getting rich with the divination in mind!