As he spoke, he cast a nervous nce at Jacob. Noticing Jacob’s confusion, he quickly added, “President Jacob, I’m going to change the route now. When I sell, I only deal in counterfeit products. When I ept items, they are also just fakes…”


    Jacob frowned in response.


    With augh, he attempted to rify, “Hey… you could see it this way…”


    Jacob replied earnestly, “Ermao, I’m not criticizing your passion for your work, but you really need to be professional in what you do.”


    Zhang Ermao (Cade) nodded in agreement, “Doesn’t that mean I should make some money first? Once I have earnings, then I can think about improving my professional ethics. You know what they say: get on the bus first, then buy the ticket…” Jacob curled his lips in disdain at this.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Looking over at Zhang Ermao (Cade)’s booth, he shook his head andmented, “Oh, you’re really going downhill. I could point out the fakes on your stall one by one.”


    “Yes, yes,” Zhang Ermao (Cade) replied politely, “President Jacob, you truly have a discerning eye. Good items can’t hide from you, and neither can the fakes.”


    Jacob smiled as he picked up a piece of lightning strike wood from the center of the booth, examining it closely. “This lightning strike wood doesn’t seem fake. How much do you want for it? If the price is right, I’ll take it to ward off evil spirits.”


    Zhang Ermao (Cade) held up five fingers.


    Curious, Jacob asked, “Five hundred?”


    With a chuckle, Zhang Ermao (Cade) replied, “Wan…”


    Jacob’s eyes widened, and he blurted out, “Fifty thousand?!”


    Shaking his head, Zhang Ermao (Cade) corrected him, “It’s actually five million…”


    “What?!” Jacob eximed, tossing the lightning strike wood back onto the booth. He cursed, “Zhang Ermao (Cade), are you out of your mind? You want five million for this piece of junk? Do you think I’m made of money?” Zhang Ermao (Cade) awkwardly responded,


    “Chairman Jacob, you mentioned that what I’m doing is cheating and abducting. How can I make money if I don’t set a high price…”


    Jacob retorted angrily, “You can’t be so tant about it… Chunchun has something serious on his mind!”


    After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and walked away without a nce back.


    Watching his boss walk away with an air of authority, Zhang Ermao (Cade) sighed helplessly. He thought to himself, “Master Wade wants me to quote five million for this lightning strike wood. If my stall keeps going like this, I’ll probably get scolded at least ten or twenty times a day…”


    …


    Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Eastcliff City, there lies Changyun Temple.


    As the oldest Taoist temple in the country, Changyun Temple is regarded as a modern-day holynd for Taoism.


    The temple is filled with the scent of incense, and many disciples from Eastcliff who follow Taoism frequentlye here to make offerings.<fn042a> Fresh chapters posted on find·novel</fn042a>


    Changyun Temple is managed by a supervisor and an abbot, alongside many disciples of varying seniority, totaling at least 300 individuals.


    In Taoism, the title of abbot differs from that in Buddhism. While the Buddhist abbot holds the highest position and oversees temple affairs, the Taoist abbot primarily focuses on preaching scriptures, serving more as a senior professor. The true authority in management lies with the supervisor.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>