At the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, Luoyang City had just recovered from the war, and it was full of wasteland. There was a man named Hong Dafa in Shandong who felt that Luoyang City was in ruins, and if he did some small business, he might be able to support himself better. So Hong Dafa sold his property, put up broken silver, and came to the Luoyang border.

I thought that the Luoyang government would divide the land for the newly moved people to build houses, but the land had long been divided up by a few local snakes. All I wanted was only to recognize silver, but not people. Hong Dafa regretted it, but it was not enough to entangle, and it was a dead end to go back. Hong Dafa had no choice but to stay and search for places everywhere. Finally, near the Confucian Temple in the east of the city, Hong Dafa took a fancy to a piece of land facing the street.

The person who controlled the plot was called "Jiang Xianyan." He sat in front of the Confucian Temple, and his subordinates helped him collect money and write books.

Hong Dafa stepped forward to inquire about the price, and Jiang squinted at him up and down, saying, "Good eyesight, the old saying goes, 'East is rich and west is expensive. In the past, most of the rich lived in the east of this city. After gambling on the land, the chances of making a fortune are very great!"

Hong Dafa was stunned and asked, "What are you betting on?"

Jiang Xiangyan "snorted," "It seems you don't understand anything!"

The gentleman who was sitting at the desk writing the document looked up and said, "Now it's such a way to sell..."

It turned out that most of the people who lived here before were rich families, and many of the gold and silver treasures that were too late to take away during the war were buried underground. Most of them died outside and never came back. Now, to sell these unowned land, the silver under the ground cannot be given to the buyer for nothing, so there is a way to gamble on the land. Gambling money, also known as "land money." For example, if you give 10,000 taels of gold, it will all belong to the buyer; if you don't come out, the buyer can only admit that he is unlucky.

Jiang Xiangyan continued: "Do you understand? Four feet each in the east, west, north and south is counted as a piece of land, totaling sixty taels. If you don't have enough silver, you can ask me to borrow it."

Hong Dafa was stunned and said, "Betting on land prices is ridiculous! I hate these gamblers the most in my life, and I have never gambled myself. Let me think about it for two more days."

Hong Dafa was temporarily staying in a dilapidated hut. At night, Mr. Clerk knocked on the door and came in, persuading, "If you like it, hurry up and take action, otherwise the good places will be taken up by others. As you can see, those plots with red flags and red ropes are owned. How much land is left facing the street? I think you are sincere, and I have specially told you that I am too lazy to care about others..."

After saying this, Hong Dafa was a little hesitant, and he said slowly, "I'll think about it again."

After Mr. Document left, Hong Dafa was about to rest when someone knocked on the door again. When he opened the door, he saw a white-haired beggar.

The beggar's voice was a little hoarse: "Give me something to eat!"

Isn't he about to become a beggar? Hong Dafa felt sorry for each other. He asked the beggar to come into the house and sit down, and took out dry food for him to eat.

The beggar ate a piece and asked, "Are you going to gamble tomorrow?"

Hong Dafa sighed, "I really don't want to gamble, but if I don't gamble, I won't have a place to live. I can't do it if I don't gamble."

The beggar smiled and said, "I followed you all the way to your residence just now. I want to tell you that the land you like must not be bought, and you will fall into a trap if you buy it. I know some hope skills, there is a piece of land, if you buy it, you will definitely get a windfall."

Hong Dafa asked curiously, "Which land is it?"

The beggar said, "The alley behind the Confucian Temple, five hundred steps north, there is a small courtyard on the right hand side, and now there is only a doorstack left. There is a rising treasure in the courtyard, and wealth will not be less."

Hong Dafa was suspicious: "Since you can make a fortune, why don't you buy it yourself?"

The beggar said, "I have nothing to be, and I can't borrow money, so I can only point out others. Of course, I have conditions. If you give me wealth, you will score me 30%. I have been waiting for an honest and reliable person with wealth to appear, and I think you are that person!"

After the beggar said goodbye, Hong Dafa tossed and turned, pondering the beggar's words, and when it was almost dawn, he made up his mind.

Hong Dafa went to the Confucian Temple, and Jiang Xianyuan had already opened his eyes. Mr. Shi asked from a distance, "Brother, have you decided?"

Hong Dafa said, "Sure, I want to bet on the land in the alley behind the Confucian Temple."

Jiang Slanky sneered and said, "Your head was kicked by a donkey? But radishes and cabbage have their own loves, so we won't force it... Sir, show him the land!"

Mr. Instrument took Hong Dafa to the alley. Hong Dafa carefully counted his footsteps, and when he reached five hundred steps, he looked to the right and saw that there was indeed a lonely door. When the previous dynasty was prosperous, such a small courtyard lived in ordinary wealthy households at most.

Hong Dafa pointed to the doorstack and said, "Here it is." Mr. Instrument said, "You have thought about it, this place is the same price as the street, and you can't go back on it after writing the title deed!"

Hong Dacheng went out of his way: "No regrets."

Mr. Instrument asked someone to measure the yard, which was about the size of a square foot, with red flags planted at the corners and red ropes drawn. Before returning to the Confucian Temple, Hong Dafa first signed the silver deed, and Mr. Instrument said, "I borrow fifty taels of silver, with a period of half a month and a certain amount of interest. If you can't pay it back when it expires, I will voluntarily serve as a servant in the Jiang family..."

Hong Dafa gritted his teeth and bet, and then delivered the silver to Mr. Document.

Jiang Xiangyan stood up, "Haha" laughed, and said, "Can you come with me now?"

The passersby who were watching the sale were very excited and followed them to the small courtyard. Jiang Xiangyan ordered, and his subordinates got busy. According to the rules, the ground was four feet.

Half a day passed, and nothing was found.? The people on the ground were slack, and the onlookers were also talking a lot. Jiang squinted and Mr. Instrument looked proud.

Hong Dafa's face was sweating, and he looked up and saw that the beggar was also looking at the crowd, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart: Don't you look up? If I believe you, I will suffer.

In the end, only a corner of the southeast dry toilet was left, and some people had already shaken their heads and left. Jiang squinted and asked, "Still? I'll let it go. Follow me in the future, be a servant and work hard, and you will have a bite to eat."

Hong Dafa was about to give up, but saw the beggar wink at him desperately. Hong Dafa wiped his forehead and said hesitantly, "Another moment?"

Jiang squinted at his subordinates, and those people were busy again. Not long after, they only heard a "dang" sound, and half the wall of the urn was exposed next to the dry toilet, and everyone's eyes immediately lit up. When the whole urn was dug out, it was more than a foot high, and when the seal was opened, there was a white piece inside, full of high-quality silver snowflake.

Everyone cheered, and Hong Dafa was overjoyed. Jiang Xiangyan and Mr. Instrument looked at each other, speechless.

Someone helped count and weigh it, and the full urn of silver taels totaled 500 taels. Jiang squinted and announced with a sullen face, "The silver belongs to Hong Dafa. If you gamble on the land, you will get rich, and if you get rich, you will gamble on the land. I have a lot of wasteland in the East City, and you come here to make a fortune..."

With trembling hands, Hong Dafa weighed 50 taels of silver back to Jiang Xianyan, and withdrew the silver deed. When the crowd dispersed, he pulled the beggar, weighed 30% of the silver, and respectfully gave it to him.

The beggar accepted the money and left.

Soon, rumors spread in Luoyang City: It was said that Jiang Xianyan and others had occupied and gambled land, and those lands had been dug up, and they had already looted all the silver.

In this way, the land in the city could not be sold. A month later, the local government arrested all the people who gambled on land such as Jiang Xiangyan and locked them in a prison. The government sold the land to everyone at a low price.

That day, when Hong Dafa came out of the alley, an old man in fancy clothes suddenly stopped him and asked, "How are you doing recently?"

Hong Dafa remembered: "Isn't the old man the beggar? He hurriedly said, "Benefactor, if it wasn't for your ability, how could I get a sum of money out of thin air?"

The old man pulled Hong Dafa to sit down at the teahouse on the street and said with a smile, "Looking forward, I'm just lying to you. In fact, I have to call you my benefactor. We are mutually fulfilling and have done a great thing for the people of Luoyang."

The old man's original name was Chen Dayin, and he was originally a rich man in Luoyang City. When the war broke out, Chen Dayin's family went out to escape, and it was too late to take all the silver taels. He had many properties in Luoyang, including a courtyard facing the street and a small courtyard in a hutong. Chen Dayin was smart and buried the big heads of silver in several small courtyards in the hutong courtyard, and the pieces of silver were buried in the courtyard in case the house was occupied in the future and the silver could not be taken back.

Chen Dayin's family had been on the run for more than ten years, and his family had all died in the uproar. He returned to Luoyang alone and found that all the land in his house was occupied by Jiang Xieyan. He secretly dug up, but the courtyard was guarded day and night. Chen Dayin wanted to borrow money to gamble on the land, but Jiang Xieyan disagreed, saying that he was an old waste, and he would not be able to dig up money, and he would not be able to work as a servant. Chen Dayin felt strange, how could Jiang Xieyan be sure that he could not dig up silver? After some observation, he found that Jiang Xieyan had already quietly turned over the land facing the street, took all the treasures, and then restored the ground to its original state. Those who did not know what to do could not see that many people who gambled on the land had failed, and they had no money to pay their debts, and they all became servants of Jiang Xieyan. In the small courtyard in the alley, Jiang Xianyan did not have time to look through it, and silver had not yet been found.

Chen Dayin was so angry that he thought about it, and he couldn't buy the land himself, so he began to pay attention to the people who bought the land, hoping that someone could help him. He secretly observed Hong Dafa and saw that he was kind and sincere, "betting" that he could help him. Chen Dayin pretended to be optimistic and let Hong Dafa believe him, bought the small courtyard, and successfully dug out the buried silver. When he got silver, Chen Dayin immediately used silver to buy another small courtyard with a lot of silver.

In order to stifle the atmosphere of gambling on the land, Chen Dayin exposed the shady scenes of gambling everywhere, and then went to report Jiang Xianyan. The government sent someone to check the street, and the report was true. The government threw Jiang Xianyan and the others into prison, and since then, the style of gambling on land has been eliminated…

After hearing this, Hong Dafa admired Chen Dayin very much and said, "You are not only my benefactor, but also the benefactor of the people of Luoyang City. Since this silver is yours, I have to return it to you!"

Chen Dayin grabbed Hong Dafa and smiled, "It's all small money, no need to pay it back. Without your help, I wouldn't be able to do this big thing, and I might starve to death on the streets. If you want to help me, just do the brick and timber business with me. Now the whole Luoyang is building a lot of construction, and it will definitely make a lot of money. I don't worry if you help me."

Hong Dafa agreed and did business with Chen Dayin from then on. He was kind and honest, and he was not deceived. Within two years, he became one of the richest people in Luoyang City.