Those years of bking for green tea apprentices

(42)

When Fang Yanchu and his party first went abroad, there were three people, but when they came back, there were only two people left.The remaining one is Kong Qu, he said that he would stay to deal with the follow-up matters.

"I have to send that real person back." Kong Qu bought half of the screen for Fang Yanchu and replied to the message from young master Zhang Shaochun while buying air tickets for the two of them. After bringing down their family's 'Tianshi', Xiao Zhang was about to cry."

"Really!" Ji Qianshan leaned up from behind, pointed to the row of emojis on the screen and said, "Master, look quickly, there is such a long row of crying emojis."

【boss!Why is Master Fang lying down in the hospital?He was shaking with rage when I went over to see him. 】

[This... I'm sorry, the weather was too hot that day, and he suffered from heat stroke. 】

[Heatstroke? 】

Zhang Shaochun looked at the temperature on his phone, it was around 21 degrees these days, it was the coolest and most suitable autumn, how could he still suffer from heat stroke?

[That’s right, there was a man surnamed Wu in your place that day who offered a top-quality imperial green. We were all rushing to watch the fun. Who knew that there were too many people, and he suffered from heat stroke after being crowded, and then we left scattered. 】

Who is Kong Qu? He is an old devil who has lived for tens of thousands of years and is still alive and kicking after being struck by lightning.While typing, he directed Ji Qianshan to stuff things into the suitcase: "Hey, take that fruit home to eat, and you also take that bag back."

"What is this?" Ji Qianshan picked up an exquisite paper bag from the bed, cast a glance inward, "It seems quite exquisite?"

Kong Qu didn't look back: "Sunscreen."

"Who is this for?" Kong Qu himself didn't use this thing, and immortal spells were much better than sunscreen.Naturally, Ji Qianshan didn't need it, he was naturally beautiful, and he would run three laps under the sun with his big face exposed without getting a blemish.Not to mention Fang Yanchu, he and the sun can talk about brothers, from the beginning of the world to now where can we use sunscreen?

"You don't even know about this? The head of your family."

This sunscreen is for Zhou Jidao. Zhou Jidao usually does the most work and often grows vegetables on the mountainside under the sun, which is the most damaged by the sun.He is still young, he hasn't had time to enter the Tao yet, so it's fine if he can't use the fairy method to keep his face. If he is already seventy or eighty by the time he enters the Tao, and looks much older than the little uncle, then it will be embarrassing for everyone to come out to the party.

He also has money—a lot of money for feudal superstitions—he got it all from the contemporary local rich, and he doesn’t feel bad about applying sunscreen in the whole box, and he especially likes Tokon Qu to purchase it from all over the world.

"I have been purchasing for you, the head of Lingyun Temple Zhou, for many years. I bought it for him, and he gave me a [-]% discount for Lingyun Temple Qingxin Candy." Kong Qu said while stealing a glance at Yan Chu below. After turning a deaf ear to the nose and nose, he continued with confidence, "This is a win-win situation."

Ji Qianshan returned to Lingyun Temple with the small packet of sunscreen, and Zhou Jidao was really happy.His eyes lit up as soon as he saw the small bag Ji Qianshan was carrying, and his loud voice wished he could pick up the beams of Lingyun Hall: "Junior Brother Ji, Junior Uncle! You are back!"

Kong Qu was very careful when buying air tickets. He knew that Fang Yanchu couldn't get up early, so he never dared to buy a red-eye flight.The plane took off at eleven o'clock in the morning and landed at six o'clock in the afternoon. When Ji Qianshan and Fang Yanchu returned to Lingyun Temple, it was exactly 07:30, and they could have dinner after packing up.

It could be said that he had considered everything thoroughly for Fang Yanchu and the others, but unfortunately he made a mistake and forgot to inform Zhou Jidao.

All Ling Yundian went out to eat out tonight, and didn't cook at all.

"Little Martial Uncle, Brother Lu came back today, we went to welcome him." Zhou Jidao took the small bag and stuffed it behind his back quietly, Xiao Daotong took the small bag and put it in his arms, and ran to the dormitory behind the main hall Hidden.

Fang Yanchu could see clearly, so he didn't stop him, he casually leaned against the stone table under the grape arbor: "It's okay. ——Did Xiao Lu invite you to go out for dinner?"

"Yes." Zhou Jidao swallowed.

"What to eat?"

"Eating..." Zhou Jidao stopped talking, rubbed his stomach, and was cut off by Xiaodaotong just as he opened his mouth.

Xiao Daotong lowered his head, pouted his mouth and covered his stomach, and snorted rather dissatisfied: "Hmph, Senior Brother Lu invited us to eat vegetarian salad."

Listen to the name, the salad is also vegetarian, the kind that doesn't even put an egg.

"Cultivators should be more vegetarian!" Lu Jingqiao also stood aside with his head down as if he had made a mistake. He didn't speak when Zhou Jidao was talking, and only shook hands when he heard the word "vegetarian salad". He raised his fist and defended himself eloquently, "Being vegetarian is not only good for communicating with the world, but also lowers blood pressure and cholesterol!"

"Senior brother Lu is a deer and only likes to be vegetarian!"

"No matter what the root is, you should be vegetarian!"

"I'm a wolf!" Xiao Daotong was about to cry, and looked at Lu Jingqiao tearfully with puckered mouth, "There's no reason not to give meat to wolves, my uncle didn't even let me eat meat!"

"This..." Lu Jingqiao suddenly ran out of words. It's only natural for wolves to eat meat, "I didn't let you eat meat, but you said you want to eat roasted rabbits. Why do you want to eat rabbits so cute? Where's the bunny?"

Fang Yanchu sat on the sidelines and watched them arguing, knowing that they were not really arguing, they were just asking for an explanation because they had a bad meal tonight.In other places, the little wolf who has practiced for decades would not dare to compete with Lu Jingqiao who has practiced for thousands of years.

"Stop arguing, listen to my little uncle." Zhou Jidao shouted, his clear voice piercing through the sky.

"Since you are all in good spirits, then turn out the account books of the past 50 years and let me take a look at them.

50 years of Lingyun Hall's revenue. "

"Okay." Lu Jingqiao was the first to respond.He should be the most apologetic for not cooking for Fang Yanchu and the others that night.One is because he grew up beside Fang Yanchu since he was a child, and he is close to Fang Yanchu in his bones; the other is because he had the happiest meal tonight.

Zhou Jidao should be the least willing to turn over the account book. Why, of course, because he opened the back door for Kong Qu to get a discount!

This is not a big deal.Kong Qu is Fang Yanchu's friend, according to the friendship between the two of them, Fang Yanchu should give Kong Qu anything.Since Zhou Jidao entered Lingyun Palace, he has been conscientious and dedicated to his duties, while Fang Yanchu doesn't care about anything.As long as he said a word, Fang Yanchu would give him the Lingyun Temple directly.

But the bad thing about this matter was that Zhou Jidao gave Kong Qu a discount without Fang Yanchu's knowledge.

Zhou Jidao felt apprehensive, and thought to himself: It's over, it's over.

It turned out that he had suffered because of this incident before he practiced Taoism.That was when he was in his teens in the Errenzhuan Theater Troupe. He was deducted from his salary by the head of the troupe because he lent out the props in the troupe without permission.

He was willing to be deducted from his salary. After all, he did something wrong and should be punished. However, he didn't want to have a second experience of being kicked out of the troupe.

"Little Martial Uncle." Thinking of this, Zhou Ji took three steps and two steps to stand in front of Fang Yanchu, and knelt down with a plop, "Little Martial Uncle, there is no need to look through the ledger, the 50-year ledger is in my heart. "

After Zhou Jidao was kicked out of the troupe, he was unaccompanied and knew nothing but Errenzhuan. Later, when he jumped off a bridge to commit suicide, he was rescued by Fang Yanchu and brought back to Lingyun Palace.In Lingyun Palace, he was well fed and clothed, and was sent to school by Fang Yanchu.Zhou Jidao is not a person who doesn't want to repay favors. He knows who treats him well and who treats him badly.

Therefore, Zhou Jidao studied hard, was admitted to university and even studied for a master's degree, and really managed Lingyun Temple as his own home.Ling Yundian seems to be in his heart, not to mention the 50-year account book, even the family tree with a history of a hundred years and a thousand years, he also memorizes it by heart.

"Zhou Jidao..." Fang Yanchu gave him a deep look, "Do you know why I gave you this name?"

Zhou Jidao shook his head: "I don't know."

"Since you don't know, then go to the back mountain and think about it." Fang Yanchu stood up slowly, walked to Zhou Jidao's side, stretched out his right hand to stroke his top, "Remember Zhou Jidao, what are you waiting for?" It's time to figure out when to leave the back mountain."

"Disciple understands." Feeling the palm falling from above his head, Zhou Jidao was both attached and in awe.Fang Yanchu is both his backer and his teacher, he respects Fang Yanchu but is a little afraid of him.He blankly lowered his head and agreed, then raised his head to chase Fang Yanchu's back, "Then what should I do then?"

"You will know when the time comes," Fang Yanchu waved his hand from behind, motioning him to get up, "You don't need to come to me, you will know what you should do when you figure it out."

"Master, eat glutinous rice balls." Ji Qianshan walked in with a delicate porcelain bowl in due course. You must be hungry, right?"

Fang Yanchu glanced at the glutinous rice balls and shook his head: "No need, I can't eat it."

"Then Master will eat one, okay? I'll eat the rest for Master." Ji Qianshan took a spoon into a round, white glutinous rice ball, blew it carefully, and brought it to Fang Yanchu's mouth, "Although it's not me I made it, but I bought it with my own money, Master, at least try one.”

"Where did you get the money?"

"I earned it," Ji Qianshan had a proud look on his face, which turned pitiful after a while, "I only realized that earning money is so hard and tiring after I earned it."

"You don't have to test me, and you don't have to plead with Zhou Jidao."

"Why is Master unwilling to give Senior Brother Zhou a chance?"

Fang Yanchu reached out to take the handle of the spoon, took a bite of the glutinous rice balls, and the black sesame fillings gushed out like black jade: "Misfortune is where blessings rest, and blessings are where misfortune lies. He missed some opportunities. Better catch up."