On the business card, the front side was printed with three bold black characters 'Fu Ze Tang'. The name of this store made me confused. What kind of store is it? A pharmacy? I looked at the back side again and saw a few lines of small words: "Invite Buddha statues home to ensure peace forever. Professional handling of red and white events, weddings and funerals. Feng shui divination. Contact person: Mr. Wen."

  "What's this store for? Is it a fortune-telling house?" I asked the old man in doubt. The old man smiled and said to me, "This is a store opened by an old friend of mine, mainly selling Buddha statues. Two days ago, he told me that his previous store clerk quit, so he asked me to help him find a new one. His place is usually very quiet, and the salary is not low, would you consider it?"

  At this moment, I was stunned. Oh heavens, how did you suddenly open your eyes? I'm currently worried about not being able to find a job, and then you suddenly gave me such a good opportunity. Looking at the back of the business card, I roughly understood that this store is actually the rumored "Destiny Pavilion" in Jianghu.

  The so-called fortune-telling house, in my heart at that time, was almost the same as eating yin-yang food, because in the old society before, many yin-yang masters made a living by opening shops, but due to the special nature of their profession, they often did other part-time jobs on weekdays, such as running fortune-telling houses, accumulating good deeds halls (Buddhist halls), coffin shops, and charity halls. Liu from Lijiashan used to run a coffin shop back then. They operated normally during business hours, but when something happened, they would resume their other identity, exorcising demons and monsters among the people.

  Isn't this tailor-made for me? You know, I'm the authentic heir of "San Qing Shu"! I've actually thought about finding a store like this to work at before, but in today's big cities, it's hard to distinguish between the real deal and the fake ones. If I rashly go for an interview, I'll end up making a fool of myself.

  But just as I was worried about not having a job, this job came knocking on my door! How could I not be delighted? It seems that I'm really going to have good luck this time. And it's great that I can still learn some skills in that store, and maybe one day I'll have the chance to open my own small shop. Just like Mr. Liu, helping others while also making money for myself - isn't this the life I've always dreamed of?

  Overjoyed, I hastily raised my wine glass and said to the old man excitedly: "Uncle, thank you! I was worried about what to do, we don't know each other, yet I've received such a great favor from you for no reason. Thank you."

  That uncle waved his hand at me and said, "It's just a small matter, what's the big deal? As they say, one encounter is fate. My old friend just called me yesterday, and you came to eat here today, isn't that also a kind of fate? I'm just lending a helping hand."

  After hearing the uncle's words, I felt warm in my heart. It seems that there are still many good people in this society. Just like the one in front of me, what a great uncle, he can be considered as my benefactor. Seeing the uncle being so enthusiastic, I was really at a loss for words and didn't know what to say. So I said nothing and busied myself pouring wine for the uncle and the aunt beside him, expressing my gratitude through the wine.

  Once a person's heart is open, even drinking can be let go. At this time, I have no more worries, so four bottles of beer went down the hatch, and basically nothing was left. I made up my mind that this meal absolutely cannot be treated by Uncle, otherwise my face would absolutely have nowhere to put it. Later when we finished eating, I secretly put down 100 yuan, which is considered as the bill.

  I didn't expect Uncle's drinking capacity to be so good, I've already gone to the bathroom three times after four bottles of beer, but Uncle is still sitting on the stool with a calm and contented expression. I thought to myself that today I really met a master.

  Moreover, the uncle seemed to be a good drinker. He saw that the wine was finished and I wasn't drunk at all, so he went to get eight more bottles of beer. As soon as the alcohol kicked in, I didn't refuse anymore. The old and young heads were chatting, and we had a feeling of being familiar with each other. Soon, the eight bottles of beer were also eliminated by us two.

  I'm basically at my limit now, if I'm forced to drink again, I estimate 102% that I'll vomit. The uncle is also almost done drinking, so we start chatting while smoking. It's only then that I learn the uncle's name, which is Yuan De.

  I said to the uncle: "Uncle, don't say I'm being polite, but I still have to thank you."

  The old man took a puff of his cigarette, then looked at me with a smile and said: "I've told you many times, you should thank fate, not me. You know, my eyes are very good at reading people."

  After he finished speaking, he blinked his smiling eyes, and I only then noticed that his eyes were actually so black, to the point of being a bit like black gemstones in their depth. I don't know if it was an illusion or what, but anyway, this was the first time I had seen such purely black-colored eyes.

  It was probably because I had too much to drink, so I didn't think much of it. Before I knew it, it was already past 4 pm, and I had been drinking with the old man in this small noodle shop for almost an entire afternoon. I thought it wasn't good to disturb him anymore, so I stood up and said to the old man, "Uncle, thank you, next time I'll bring friends to come and taste your craftsmanship again."

  The uncle was still smiling and said to me, I won't see you off, take good care of yourself, come often in the future.

  I nodded and then quietly put a hundred yuan on the chair I was sitting in while the couple wasn't paying attention. Then I walked out of the noodle shop and took a taxi home.

  When I got back home, I saw Bao Jinlong cooking dinner, his wife was watching a movie while eating melon seeds. They looked at me with a body full of wine smell and asked if I had finished eating?

  I nodded and told them that my work was finally taking shape. They were happy for me, and after chatting with them for a while, I returned to my small hut, flopping onto the bed, as I had drunk too much wine and it was really uncomfortable.

  After falling asleep, I seemed to have had a strange dream. In the dream, I was wearing a yellow Taoist robe, with Luogeng in my left hand and Taomu sword in my right hand. On a square, I repeatedly made gestures, surrounded by countless beautiful women watching from the side. After seeing my elegant appearance, they all rushed up to shake hands with me and ask for autographs. Due to the large number of people, the scene became chaotic. Those beauties tore at my Taoist robe, but that's not all - later on, they even started kissing me, but soon turned into biting. In the blink of an eye, I almost peed my pants in fright. Suddenly, those beauties all transformed into zombies, some resembling the undead from foreign movies, and rushed to bite me.

  I was so scared that I suddenly opened my eyes and found it was already the second day. This disgusting nightmare made me break out in a cold sweat. After getting drunk and sleeping, waking up with a headache is easy. This is common sense for every drinker.

  My mind was a complete blank, I patted my pants pocket, and a business card lay quietly in there. Haha, buddy's going for an interview today.

  I took a look at the time, it's already 10:20, almost noon, I'll go later this afternoon. Since I'm in a good mood, I went downstairs to buy some groceries and cooked a few of my signature dishes for lunch today. Seeing me so enthusiastic, Bao Long and his wife both despise me, not even a word of praise, just being poor is joyful.

  I'm not bothered about them. What do these ordinary people know about my abilities? It's not bragging, but with this group of people, I have confidence that I can successfully get the job without mentioning the recommendation from the noodle shop owner. Of course, this is just talk. After all, no one wants to work with someone who doesn't get along.

  After dinner, I spent more than an hour dressing up to make myself look more spirited, and then went out to take a taxi, following the address on the business card, to the location of that store.

  I never expected that there would be such a remote place outside the city. After getting off the bus, I looked around and found that it was dirty, chaotic and poor. The narrow cement road was bumpy due to the weight of vehicles, and the branches of the two rows of poplar trees along the roadside were strangely drooping, apparently no one had taken care of them for a long time. The buildings on both sides were also old, surprisingly still red-brick old houses. In front of the building, several elderly men and women were playing poker in twos and threes.

  I asked people for directions to Fuzetang, and after turning a few corners at the intersection, a dilapidated building's storefront caught my eye. The sign above the door read "Fuzetang" in three large characters. It seemed I had finally found it. But what struck me as strange was that directly across from Fuzetang was another similar shop called "Yifuguan".

  I couldn't help but sigh, never expecting that in such a remote place, there would be competition in this niche business.

  I arrived at the entrance of Fuzedong, and I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. After adjusting my emotions, I pushed open the door and walked in. As soon as I opened the door, a wave of incense fragrance wafted into my nose, and I immediately felt the atmosphere here. The shop was filled with various Buddha statues, big and small, happy and angry. I saw a computer desk in the corner of the house, where a middle-aged man sat in front of the computer, intently staring at something.

  The man was about forty or fifty years old, wearing a light-colored Zhongshan suit, with slightly long hair and a small mustache, his beady eyes narrowed as he stared intently at the computer, revealing a somewhat lewd smile.

  It seems that he is Mr. Wen after all, but his honor and prestige really make me unable to associate him with eating ghost food. The gap between this and what I imagined is quite large too.

  But I came here for a job, not for matchmaking, so I asked: "Excuse me, are you Mr. Wen?"

  He didn't notice me until then. He looked at me and said, "Right, you want to invite Buddha? Over there, choose whichever one you like."

  I said to her, "No, Mr. Wen, I was introduced by Uncle Yuan yesterday and came for a job interview." I noticed that Mr. Wen was originally playing Dou Di Zhu, why do so many people like to play this thing?

  He heard that I wasn't there to spend money, so he turned back to playing cards. As he played cards, he asked me: "Was it Old Yuan who introduced you? What's your name and do you have any work experience?"

  "Huh? Why do you need work experience? I've actually eliminated a few dirty things, but I don't know if that counts. Probably not. So I told him: 'Mr. Wen, my name is Cui Zuofei, I just graduated this year, so I have no work experience, but I can learn.'"

  He looked me up and down again, then said to me directly: "A monthly salary of 1,000 yuan, a trial period monthly salary of 800 yuan, a three-month trial period. If you think it's okay, go to work tomorrow."

  Damn, he's quite direct and didn't even ask me about anything else. It seems that Old Man Yuan's face is quite thick, thinking that 1,000 yuan a month is enough for me to use, the more things I don't do the better, he didn't ask me so I also get to be idle, so I immediately said: "Alright, thank you, Mr. Wen."

  He didn't turn his head to look at me, still focusing on the joyful land battle. He waved his hand at me and said: "Alright, I trust Old Yuan's people, you go back and prepare first. Tomorrow at 8:30 for work, by the way, don't call me Mr., it sounds awkward. Just call me Uncle Wen."