Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 214 - The Picky Ancestor

Chapter 214: Chapter 214: The Picky Ancestor

Chapter 214: Chapter 214: The Picky Ancestor

Mr. Cao was Jiangli’s loyal devotee, and upon hearing this, he immediately showered him with exaggerated compliments, “That’s for sure, the Abbot has thought of everything, our grand Jiaoyang Temple indeed needs every piece of equipment to be top-notch! This way, when pilgrims come, seeing how splendid Jiaoyang Temple is, it’ll be a shining reflection on us too!”

“Exactly, let’s arrange it that way,” Jiangli said with a slight smile, clearly pleased.

Mr. Cao immediately instructed his assistant to arrange for the installation.

Xia Xin sighed to himself, thinking that it’s none of their money being spent, so just let it be installed.

After sending his assistant off, Mr. Cao told Jiangli and Xia Xin that he wanted to go offer incense to the Patriarch.

Upon hearing this, Jiangli asked, “Mr. Cao, did you bring incense and candles with you?”

“I did, I’ve prepared quite a lot of offerings!” Mr. Cao said eagerly, almost as if showing off a treasure: “Apart from incense and candles, paper money, Gold Ingots, Butter Lamps, I also brought Red Cloth and Yellow Ritual Paper with Vermilion. I wasn’t sure what was needed and what wasn’t, so I prepared a bit of everything.”

Jiangli gave him an approving look, “That’s very good, Mr. Cao, what kind of incense did you bring?”

“The best Agarwood, I heard it’s the most expensive one in the entire shop,” Mr. Cao, who didn’t know what was good or bad, simply thought that expensive must mean good, so he chose the priciest option.

Jiangli’s gaze towards Mr. Cao grew even warmer, “Agarwood is indeed excellent, the Patriarch loves Agarwood the most. Go ahead and offer your incense, the Patriarch will surely bless you.”

Upon hearing this, Mr. Cao’s face lit up with joy and he went off to offer incense to the Patriarch together with Cao Jiadong, all smiles.

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“Oh, by the way…” On the way to the main hall to offer incense, Cao Jiadong glanced at Jiangli, who was beside them, and said quietly: “I also have to thank the Abbot for my matter.”

Jiangli glanced at the red glow floating above his head, “Red Luan star moving, is your marriage settled now?”

Cao Jiadong smiled shyly, “Yes… The Qin Family’s parents weren’t too agreeable at first, wanting me to help them through their difficulties, but Yueyue and I are truly in love and we still want to get married. Nonetheless, I didn’t want Yueyue to be sad, so I took out some money to help them a bit.”

But that money wasn’t much.

At least not as much as Qin Guoxiang wanted.

He could only offer temporary help, not support the Qin Family for a lifetime.

Qin Yue had been confined at home by Qin Guoxiang and, in her desperation to get out, she had risked climbing out through a window, nearly breaking her leg.

Seeing her like this, Qin Guoxiang also took a step back and wasn’t as insatiably greedy as before.

The marriage between Cao Jiadong and Qin Yue was thus settled.

Jiangli nodded, “That’s good news, Miss Qin is a good person, you should treat her well and not let her down.”

Miss Qin…

Why did that title sound so odd?

Cao Jiadong was somewhat puzzled.

“Right, Mr. Cao, you’ve got to be good to her,” Xia Xin, jolted into action, quickly squeezed out a smile and chimed in with laughter, “Our Abbot has been watching too many period dramas lately, don’t you think his speech is a bit strange?”

When Cao Jiadong heard this, he didn’t think much of it, “Not at all strange, whatever the Abbot does is quite normal.”

Xia Xin forced himself to laugh along.

Indeed, one was as obsequious as the other.

Jiangli gave Xia Xin a sidelong glance, realizing he had just misspoken, but fortunately, Xia Xin was quick-witted.

Xia Xin breathed a sigh of relief internally.

The group arrived at the main hall to offer incense to the Patriarch.

Cao Jiadong brought out a box of fresh Agarwood.

Even before it was opened, Xia Xin could smell the rich aroma.

He couldn’t help but be amazed.

It was indeed fine quality, incomparable to the damp Sandalwood they used.

Cao Jiadong and Mr. Cao took the incense and, one after the other, went to offer it.

Xia Xin noticed that the usually very picky Patriarch was, for once, not causing any trouble today.

Mr. Cao and Cao Jiadong were able to smoothly insert their incense into the censer.

Looking at the golden statue of the Patriarch, Xia Xin felt inexplicably that if the Patriarch had expressions, he would surely be laughing heartily and looking utterly content right now.