Chapter 2308 - 1918: It’s the Dragon Vein!

Chapter 2308: Chapter 1918: It’s the Dragon Vein!

Song Tan was quite happy in his heart upon receiving such positive feedback from the matchmaking event.

Daoist Qing Yun wasn’t particularly interested in the ups and downs of employee salaries; at this moment, he was simply looking at the expansive river, full of emotion:

"The waters here are so full of vitality."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Boss Chang, curious as a cat, leaned over:

"Really, really? You mean, this whole area too, right?"

The Three Pure Ones above!

Daoist Qing Yun quickly interrupted him and said, "I didn’t mean it like that! I’m just praising the good environmental maintenance here. Dear believer, green mountains and clear waters are true gold and silver, that’s what real Dragon Vein is!"

Boss Chang silently walked away.

In his heart, he mulled over: Whether it’s good or not, he’s not a professional and can’t speak carelessly. But what he does know is that that smelly pond can’t raise fish with a fresh sweet taste!

The place chosen by the Song Family must have its significance.

Daoist Qing Yun didn’t want to get tangled up with him anymore; if this went on further, even his legitimate credentials would seem superstitious.

At this moment, he pointed to the riverside beach with Wuwei: "Let’s go and take a look over there."

A group of little ducks had just been released, waddling behind the big ducks, quacking and paddling on the soft grass to the river, looking fluffy and adorable.

Thinking about their taste — these ducks are truly loyal!

But wait, why do some of the ducks have different coloring? They’re small in size too. Wouldn’t their taste be quite unique as well?

The master and disciple looked again, snapped some photos with their phones, searched online, and fell into silence.

After a while, seeing Song Tan also come over, Daoist Qing Yun cautiously said:

"Boss Song, did you know there’s a group of nationally protected animals among your ducks?"

"Which ones are you talking about?" Song Tan instinctively asked, "Long-tailed Pheasant or Mandarin Duck?"

Daoist Qing Yun was shocked: "What, there are two kinds?"

He instinctively turned to see where the Long-tailed Pheasant was, but didn’t spot it, so quickly said: "It’s those ducks with black and white feathers."

Oh.

Song Tan realized it was the Mandarin Duck that had mingled in, just getting a meal with the other ducks and doing nothing else, so they hadn’t bothered.

Mainly, it purely came for a meal; the Forestry Bureau folks had come over a few times for surveys, but were helpless, so they just let it be.

After all, they’ve had experience with resident national protected animals before; another doesn’t count as much.

Daoist Qing Yun looked at the duck group again, about to say something when Song Tan reacted:

"Did you say, a group?"

Daoist Qing Yun pointed: "Look, their feather color is different from yours."

Song Tan looked up at the river surface, rendered speechless—

It really is a group!

How did so many suddenly appear?

This isn’t an ideal habitat for Mandarin Ducks; are they that sensitive to Spiritual Energy?

Filled with disbelief, she picked up her phone to take videos and photos, finally saying:

"I’ll call the Forestry Bureau."

Then asked someone nearby: "Given this situation, shouldn’t we apply for a subsidy?"

"Hardly likely," Zhang Yanping leaned over, taking pictures as well, and shook his head: "Our city’s Forestry Bureau is poor as anything; they can’t even take care of Long-tailed Pheasant properly. Do you expect them to offer subsidies?"

It’s not really about the money; Song Tan mainly wanted an official recognition for her beautiful landscapes—

Better not have rumors about Dragon Veins; soon this Jinhe would become a Spiritual Spring.

There are too many mixed-up things online, and if some people believe it, it could lead to a host of troubles.

Boss Chang, unnoticed before, joined them and got even more excited seeing the ducks:

"Look, look! Didn’t I say? Your Feng Shui is extraordinary; otherwise, how could so many rare animals gather here?"

Just then, from afar came the clucking sounds — turned out the chickens had followed Da Hong to patrol the area.

Their claws could dig so much; if the large chicken flock was allowed to dig freely, this area would be bare.

Therefore, they’re usually kept in fixed areas, with thick bedding and feed thrown around at will, only allowing short activity breaks afterward.

Now catching this free time, Da Hong led its chicken descendants and rival — yes, the poor Long-tailed Pheasant — to wander.

Seeing the group of people here, they curiously moved closer, clucked from their throats, and tilted their heads, observing them.

Da Hong’s comb twitched, exceptionally bright and majestic.

Daoist Qing Yun instantly got excited:

"Dear believer, look how spirited this chicken looks! It would be perfect as Spirit Officer in our Daoist Palace; is it for sale?"

Song Tan was truly exasperated: What Spirit Officer? Maori Star Official?

"If you’ve achieved in the Dao, shouldn’t you raise phoenixes and Qilins? What’s with raising chickens?"

Looking at Boss Chang, he also accused with his eyes, melancholically stating:

"Boss Song, you said your chosen place isn’t a Dragon Vein!"

Spirit Officers in Daoist Palace have emerged; if not Dragon Vein, then what sacred place is this!