C307 Don't Stop Me from Making Money

Xu's father was startled for a second and looked over.

He saw a parasol tree in the courtyard where Daoist priest in purple robe was pointing.

"Daoist priest Yang, what's so strange about this tree?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this parasol tree should be over a hundred years old."

Xu's father nodded. "More or less. In any case, this tree has been here ever since our Xu Family built this place