Chapter 122: Taboos—Leaking Wealth
When Qin Junchi caught sight of that one yuan, he felt both furious and humiliated. “So what Keke means is… without even knowing it, I got my luck swapped out for one single yuan?”
“Yep.” Su Keke looked at him sympathetically and sighed. “Times really are advancing fast. Even the methods for stealing someone’s luck are this high-tech now.”
That social-app “red packet” feature also existed on Su Keke’s phone—it was a built-in messaging app everyone used. She’d seen Daxing and the others send and receive red packets on it. It could chat and video-call too—cheap and convenient.
But Su Keke still wasn’t used to it, so she hadn’t used it yet.
The important part was: she’d never seen Uncle use it either.
“Keke, how can I swap my luck back?” Qin Junchi asked urgently.
He truly didn’t want to keep running into ghosts.
Su Keke frowned and fell silent for a moment. “If it were the old-style red packet, it would contain the other party’s birth data, and it’d be easy to perform a ritual and swap it back. But now… there’s nothing. That makes it hard.”
Qin Junchi said coldly, “Leave this to me. I’ll catch the person who set me up as soon as possible.”
Su Keke pulled an evil-expelling, sha-avoiding talisman from her bag and handed it to him. “Wear the protection charm plus this evil-expelling talisman. Keep them on you. For the near future, nothing should happen. This one is one thousand yuan.”
Qin Junchi very straightforwardly transferred two thousand yuan.
Su Keke paused, then asked, “Are you always like this?”
Qin Junchi was puzzled. “Like what?”
“When people ask you for money, do you always give extra?”
Qin Junchi immediately explained, “How could that be? It’s because it’s you. I feel you helped me a lot, and what you gave me is worth far more than this. I don’t want to insult you with money, you know? But I’m so poor all I’ve got left is money.”
Su Keke: …
She really wanted to punch that face.
Su Keke pouted. “My uncle is way richer than you. And your money isn’t even earned by yourself.”
Qin Junchi clutched his chest. “Keke, you’re stabbing me right in the heart.”
Su Keke scooted away in disgust.
Qin Junchi: …
In one second, Qin Junchi returned to a serious face. “This time, many thanks, Keke. Once I find the person who calculated against me, I’ll trouble you to help swap my luck back.”
Su Keke nodded. “As long as the money is in place, I can come anytime.”
Qin Junchi couldn’t help laughing. If you say she’s money-grubbing, she won’t take money she shouldn’t. If you say she’s not, then when it’s time to charge, she absolutely won’t be polite.
“Sigh. Now I finally understand—don’t be greedy for things you shouldn’t be greedy for, or you’re the one who gets unlucky. I’ve got to tell my fox-friends too: don’t randomly pick things up off the ground anymore.”
Su Keke turned to look at him. “Who told you things on the ground can’t be picked up? If there’s money lying out in the open and you pretend not to see it, that’s like pretending not to see the God of Wealth. And if you even kick the money away, that’s literally kicking the God of Wealth away.
“And when you get change, don’t refuse the small coins. Don’t treat money under one yuan like it doesn’t matter—that’s all your wealth.”
That seemed to hit a nerve. Qin Junchi’s expression changed slightly. “No way—so I’m not allowed to not want a few cents or a few dimes?”
“Of course you can. It’s just that your wealth luck may quietly change without you noticing, because you’ve thrown your money to others. You look down on money—do you think money will look up to you?”
Qin Junchi froze, then pressed, “Anything else? What other taboos are there? Tell me. I want to avoid them in the future.”
He didn’t want to be a wastrel.
“There are many. I can’t list them all at once.”
“Tell me however many you can think of.”
Su Keke said, “Don’t scatter your cash all over the house. If you leave money lying around randomly, your wealth luck can easily scatter away too—best to keep it in one place. Before washing clothes, you must empty all the money from the pockets—otherwise your wealth luck will be washed away with the dirty clothes. Don’t randomly write your name on money. Money circulates, and your wealth luck may circulate away with it.
“Also, I’ve seen lots of girls like folding money into crafts—like paper cranes or hearts. That’s not good either.
“Anyway, it’s one principle: if you don’t respect money, money won’t respect you. And the God of Wealth won’t like you…”
Qin Junchi listened with a studious expression. “Keke, I’ve learned a lot. I’ll have to learn more from you in the future.”
Su Keke smiled slightly. “There’s a lot of this kind of knowledge online, but some is right and some is nonsense. If you’re interested, I can recommend a few books. First, you can start with the I Ching. Calling it ‘the source of the Great Dao’ isn’t an exaggeration. It is—”
At first Qin Junchi was very interested. By the time it got to the later part, his eyes were already drifting and his head felt dizzy.
Forget it. He’d just be Young Master Qin obediently.
Qin Junchi escorted her all the way to the Little Bridge and Flowing Stream villa district and drove into the courtyard.
“I’m already here—aren’t you going to invite me in to sit for a while?” Qin Junchi asked with a grin.
Right now, Young Master Qin was smiling on the outside, but screaming curses on the inside.
Damn it—she actually lives here!
This was Fourth Uncle’s favorite villa. Even he wasn’t allowed to visit casually—yet Keke was living here together with his Fourth Uncle?
Su Keke said awkwardly, “Sorry, Qin Junchi. I’m not the owner here, so I can’t invite others in place of the owner.”
Qin Junchi was stunned. “I’m ‘others’? How am I ‘others’?”
Just then, Qin Junchi suddenly spotted two familiar faces and immediately waved. “Aunt Lin! Uncle Zhao!”
Ten minutes later, relying on his slick tongue, Qin Junchi successfully got into the small villa.
“My god—this is still my Fourth Uncle’s territory? Hahaha…”
The moment Qin Junchi saw the whole house full of rabbits, he couldn’t stop laughing.
“Keke, this is obviously your work. My Fourth Uncle actually agreed to let you turn the villa into a rabbit nest—you’re incredible!”
Su Keke frowned. “Is it that strange? I just felt decorating like this makes the colors brighter and livelier. Uncle’s original house felt too gloomy.”
“No, no—not strange at all. It’s great. Really!”
After saying that, Qin Junchi turned his back and held in his laughter until his face turned red as a monkey’s butt.
Since he rarely got in, and Fourth Uncle wasn’t here, Qin Junchi toured the whole place—upstairs, downstairs, inside and out.
Unfortunately, Fourth Uncle’s bedroom was locked. Otherwise, he would’ve toured that too.
“You’ve never gone into my Fourth Uncle’s bedroom either?” Qin Junchi asked Su Keke.
“Right. Uncle really values privacy. Everyone has their own privacy—that’s normal.”
Qin Junchi could only let it go. But when he entered the study and found that locked drawer, he couldn’t let it go anymore.
He wanted to pry it open and see what secret was hidden inside.
