Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 445 - 308: Some Copper Coins It……_1

Chapter 445: Chapter 308: Some Copper Coins It......_1

Actually, Feng Shou himself did not know if the Copper Coin had the effects Feng Yi mentioned. However, since Feng Yi was giving him the copper coin, which did not seem particularly valuable, Feng Shou accepted it. If the gift had been too expensive, he would not have dared to accept it.

Seeing that other people were approach Feng Yi, Feng Shou thanked him and left first.

He carefully placed the newly acquired copper coin in his pocket and returned to his seat at the banquet.

Feng Zheng, sitting next to him, had been watching the interaction and asked curiously, "Did you just ask him for advice on how to catch snakes?"

Feng Shou shook his head and said, "Not about catching snakes, just had a few other questions to ask."

Since Feng Yi had mentioned not knowing much about snake repellents and was unsure of the copper coin’s effect, he decided not to tell anyone for the time being, so as not to affect their impression of Feng Yi.

They continued their meal, and the banquet was indeed prepared with a generous budget; the food was delicious and made with care.

Anyway, for those clan members who came with the mindset of enjoying a free trip, with good food and entertainment, and who were there for the fun, this trip was totally worth it!

Not to mention free accommodation and meals, experiencing the rare phenomenon during the ancestral hall ceremony was something you couldn’t just find!

It was truly an eye-opening experience!

Boasting about it gave them a sense of superiority!

Have you ever seen the spirit of an ancestor manifest during a family temple ceremony?

Have you ever seen an ancestral spirit manifest again while monks were chanting?

Have you ever seen candles snuffed out by a gust of wind or sunlight obscured by clouds while offering incense?

I have!

Don’t talk to me about some large-scale hypnosis event, nor about some coincidental occurrences, in my view, it was the manifestation of the ancestor’s spirit!

Unfortunately, it was someone else’s ancestor.

Feng Zheng decided that, once he returned home, he would recount everything he experienced in detail to his father, down to the smallest particulars.

By the way, he planned to ask whether their own ancestors had such capabilities, and perhaps offer them more paper money on the Ghost Festival.

Of course, besides those who were just there to make up the numbers, many clan members had other agendas.

Making connections and discussing business was easier during the banquet. With raised glasses and intermingling toasts, once the atmosphere was lively, partnerships were formed.

Many wanted to build rapport with Feng Yi, but since his business direction had no overlap with others, and because of his role as an expert with the insurance coalition, some clan members intentionally avoided him while discussing business, possibly dealing with some gray-area dealings.

Feng Chi disappeared for a while, and then returned. The joy that he could not hide on his face told everyone that he had successfully gained favor with his uncle.

"How did it go?" Feng Yi asked.

"Uncle agreed to help me pull some strings; he gave me a custom-made channel. He’s not overseeing such projects now, so I need to contact them myself. My custom model will soon be a reality!" Feng Chi said excitedly.

"Is it the one you mentioned, the Tyrannosaurus model?" Feng Yi said.

"Exactly! Uncle said someone had ordered something similar before, my requirements aren’t too outrageous, and they should be able to complete it quickly, as long as I provide the pictures and some specifications." Although it meant paying out of his pocket and the price was not low, Feng Chi felt it was worth it!

Nothing beats the delight of getting your heart’s desire!

Previously it was not available, but now that it was, of course he was happy!

When I drive my Tyrannosaurus-transformer car down the street, I’ll be the most dazzling guy out there!

Feng Chi fantasized about showing off.

Although his uncle didn’t directly gift him a car, Feng Chi was well aware that there was little familial affection between him and his uncle. If it weren’t for Feng Yi, his uncle wouldn’t even bother with him.

His uncle was distant towards all from the Feng Family of Yang City.

Being offered a customized channel was already good treatment; no one else had received such favor from his uncle.

"Did uncle leave?" Feng Yi did not see his uncle’s figure.

"Yeah, he said there’s important work to do. He only symbolically tasted a few dishes at the banquet before he left. Not just uncle, I saw several others leaving, including some young people my age. They probably just came to make up the numbers and show their faces; once they’ve paid their respects, it’s fine to leave. Our eldest uncle only made a show of asking them to stay, but Uncle Bao is the only one he genuinely wanted to keep around."

Having achieved his primary goal, Feng Chi felt much more relaxed.

Looking around, he leaned in and whispered to Feng Yi, "Wasn’t the old man supposed to rest in the side room? When I was coming here, I saw some senior clan members leaving the room after talking to the old man with displeasure on their faces. The conversation must not have been pleasant. It seems the old man is seriously agitated and is taking his medicine; I guess he’ll have to recuperate for a while now."

The old man’s anger was certain; the ancestral ceremony did not go as he had envisioned, and the "ancestor" did not give face, leading to questioning and accountability from all sides of the clan.

Besides coincidentally mentioning it, Feng Chi brought up the matter of the ancestor’s spirit manifesting again to Feng Yi.

He had originally intended to share his emotions with Feng Yi when he witnessed the possible manifestation of the ancestor’s spirit, but he had forgotten due to Feng Yi’s "DNA incident."

"Some say it was the ancestor’s spirit, others say it was a coincidence or a psychological suggestion. Brother, which do you think it is?" Feng Chi asked.

"Anyway, I don’t think it was the ancestor’s spirit," Feng Yi said.

"Then it must be a coincidence, hypnosis, or something like that. Actually, I also don’t believe in the existence of ghosts and spirits, but, the wind when you were offering incense was too timely! Also, didn’t you feel shocked when the monks were chanting?"

"...No."

"Alright, maybe you weren’t hypnotized."

Hearing Feng Yi say this, Feng Chi thought that it might indeed be a combination of coincidences and hypnosis. Isn’t it said that people’s determination varies, and for the same thing, some are easily influenced, while others are completely unaffected?

Feng Chi figured he might be one of those easily influenced.

As they were deep in their conversation, they saw their eldest uncle accompanying someone out of the banquet hall.

Feng Yi looked over—it was the little girl who had offered the zodiac copper coins, along with her father.

Originally, Feng Yi just glanced over intending to continue his meal, but unexpectedly, they were heading straight towards him.

Feng Chi also paused sharing his gossip and stopped talking, turning his attention to the newcomers.

The middle-aged man with a somewhat fierce appearance stopped in front of Feng Yi and his group.

Feng Yi’s uncle rarely showed surprise and said to the middle-aged man, "Uncle Bao, do you know them?"

Facing someone younger than himself, Feng Yi’s uncle called out "Uncle Bao" quite naturally, without any sign of reluctance on his face.

The middle-aged man replied with a polite smile, "Heard of them, internet celebrities, right?"

The middle-aged man then turned to look at Feng Yi and Feng Chi, his gaze sweeping between the two before settling on Feng Yi, his smile widening:

"I belong to the same generation as your grandfather, though not the same clan, but you can call me Sir Bao."

Feng Yi and Feng Chi had already stood up from their seats, as it was only proper to stand when speaking to an elder.

The middle-aged man patted Feng Yi on the shoulder, ignoring the presence of Feng Family’s uncle, and continued, "Clan or no clan doesn’t affect much. I, Sir Bao, also started from scratch to build up today’s business! Work hard, I have high hopes for you!"

After finishing his speech, he took his daughter and prepared to leave.

The little girl looked at Feng Yi and said with well-mannered cheer, "Brother, goodbye."

The middle-aged man: "Ah, in terms of seniority..."

The little girl glanced up at her father.

The middle-aged man: "...Ah ha ha ha, let each speak for themselves, it’s good. Young people, there’s no need to be too restrained by clan protocols."

Without looking at the Feng Family uncle’s expression, the middle-aged man left with his daughter.

Once they stepped out of the banquet hall, the middle-aged man’s smile fell.

Tsk, pretty boy!

After leaving the Feng Family Ancestral Hall in Yang City, the bodyguard was already waiting in the car, ready to take them back to the hotel.

They did not stay at the hotel arranged by the Feng Family in Yang City, but instead at another hotel he had invested in.

Entering his own private suite, "Sir Bao" took out his phone to handle some affairs.

The little girl didn’t fuss and brought out a few small boxes from the room.

A small round table was set upon the soft carpet, every corner polished to be round and smooth, without any sharp edges that might cause harm.

She sat on the carpet and arranged the day’s acquisitions on the table.

Because of her father’s status, she had received many gifts from relatives today, most of which were quite valuable.

Having encountered this frequently, she was used to it, and each time she received gifts, she would categorize them after returning to where they stayed—the value of the items themselves didn’t matter; she simply sorted them into things she liked and didn’t like.

Jade and crystal hairpins, for instance, she received too many, so after cataloging them, she placidly put them into a box.

This box contained gifts received through parents’ business exchanges, none of which she particularly liked.

Her gaze shifted to another box, which she carefully opened and placed her favorite gifts from the day inside.

Like that straw lantern, for example.

And like that beautiful zodiac copper coin the handsome brother had given her.

"Sir Bao" was on the phone with a subordinate discussing the plan for the return trip tomorrow, stepping out of the study just in time to see his little daughter playing with that brand new, fancy-looking copper coin.

He scoffed in his heart.

Quickly ending the call, he remembered something he had promised to prove to his daughter.

Setting the phone aside, he searched through the bedroom for a while before returning.

"My darling, Daddy said he would prove something to you, look, here’s the proof!"

The middle-aged man came to the small round table, sat on the carpet, pulled his daughter over, and took the zodiac copper coin from her hand.

The Feng Clan tradition, passed down from ancestors, was to cast zodiac copper coins to give to the clan’s children.

But he had known for a long time that not all zodiac copper coins were the same.

"Dad has told you before, not all copper coins are the same, and not every zodiac copper coin can be called a Feng Clan zodiac copper coin!"

"It’s like paper money. There are genuine notes, and there are counterfeits."

While speaking, the middle-aged man held up a small tool that looked like a palm-sized flashlight.

"This is a ’currency detector’."

Seeing his daughter’s curious gaze at the "currency detector," the middle-aged man showed a proud smile, "This was something I begged for when I was young! In life, you sometimes have to be shameless!"

The little girl agreed wholeheartedly.

For example, the copper coin in her hand, she got it by pretending to be well-behaved.

Earlier, while at the Feng Family Ancestral Hall in Yang City, she had seen Feng Yi give coins to other children and had even looked for an excuse to sneak a peek. Those coins had different patterns from hers, but hers looked nicer! And more special!

The middle-aged man placed the ostentatious-looking zodiac copper coin flat on the table and aimed the "currency detector" at it, his finger moving towards a button on the tool.

"Some copper coins, no matter how well made, are just ordinary copper coins, they can be produced by the millions. But some copper coins, they..."

Hum—

The moment the middle-aged man pressed the button on the "currency detector," the fancy copper coin on the table emitted a buzzing sound!

The middle-aged man froze, as if petrified, staring blankly.

The little girl exclaimed, "It can make noise!"