A Business That Started from Running Away

The dragon's chair hangs in the air, the family is important, and the ninth-rate and third-rate teachers are struggling to make a living. The wind is blowing hard in front of Lime Dam. Ten taels of silver can buy a soul. Dear readers, in this world, although the emperor is the nominal co-owner, the ones who actually control these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are the intricately connected aristocratic families. They control all the ladders to climb upward. If the poor people have no feet, even if they have a lot of knowledge, they are just wallowing in the quagmire at the bottom. This low-level world has its own rules for how it operates. Look at these nine or ten: There are the people who eat and drink, the performers, the opera singers, the storytellers, the tricksters, the gods and ghosts on the stage, and the reward money in the audience; There are those with open eyes who tell fortunes, fortune-telling, geomantic omen, and read the human mind and the world; The cobbler makes prescriptions, rings the bell and sells medicine, and the prescription pulse is divided into internal and external parts; The ten-fingered guest who sits on the vessel, the carpenter and the blacksmith, borrows the true fire from the hand of the creature; The drum player, the salesman, and the gold pourer traveled all over the world; There is also the mysterious person hidden in the fallen lotus; The one who hangs the door to measure the work, the bodyguard performs the art, and eats with all his strength; Walking at night to get things out of the way, taking things out of bounds, is the most secretive thing; The most mysterious thing is the messenger, the messenger, the person crossing the bridge, who jumps into the yin and connects the two realms of yin and yang. In this mud, some people rely on craftsmanship to survive, and some rely on deception to survive. The inner and outer doors, true and false, are mixed together. Our first volume tells the story of the lime dam on the Yangtze River. It was a lame wharf piled with rubble and mud. Shen Du, a troubled man who should have been carrying a pen but was now carrying salt bags, met Lao Wang, who opened a tofu shop. Is this unexpected encounter a blessing or a curse? Ladies and gentlemen, please listen carefully.