The master of metaphysics became rich after going down the mountain

Blushing and embarrassment are only available to Mr. Wen, but against other people, Le Ning is still the most powerful Mingzhishan.

He swept the branches above his head, and he didn't stumble at all, "Yeah, so you have to be careful when you go in and out in the future."

On the mobile phone, since the [-]% discount was issued, the sound of ding ding dongdong has not stopped. The main reason is not to grab the [-]% discount, but the crying complaints from the members of the strange news department. Special him.

: Congratulations Xiao Ning, but you are not fair.

: Others get [-]% off, how can we get [-]% off.

: Yes, what we lack is the little money, the opportunity to teach.

After educating the banyan tree, Le Ning touched the phone, and saw layer upon layer of notifications on the screen at a glance. When he clicked on it, they all asked him to open more teaching places.

Flipping from back to front, and from front to back, he found that there was no gossip, what the hell was he happy about!

Le Ning bared his teeth and threw the phone, "They really don't care about me, they only care about what I teach!"

Seeing the children grumbling, Wen Xingzhi also checked the chat messages in the group.

After reading it, I can't help but laugh, but children must not laugh, they can only masturbate, he thought about it and suggested,

"Then the number of places will be reduced later?"

"How about that..."

Le Xiaoning touched his phone again. There are old and young people in the Department of Strange News, especially those monks with gray hair. Blame the poor.

Thinking so in his heart, he said on his mouth; "You all send me money, who would leave small money and don't want it."

Wen Xingzhi didn't expose the person who obviously couldn't bear it. Seeing the child pouted and struggling with how to return to the group, he thought for a while, "You can add a few more places, and I will help you."

Eh?

Le Ning turned his head with bright eyes, "Really?"

Although there is a lot of money for a small amount of money, he really doesn't want to teach.

After receiving Mr. Wen's affirmative nod, Le Ning was so happy that he ran around the person three times, "Mr. Wen, you are so kind!"

Then immediately reply in the group.

Mingzhi Mountain is the most powerful: from now on, the number of students in each class will be increased by three, and the number of places has been released, and reservations are still made through the small program.

As soon as these words came out, the group that was still in full swing suddenly became silent, and the fault screen was empty.

Le Ning was dumbfounded.

As soon as he came out, the whole world didn't speak. Does he have a cold personality?

He held back his energy and continued to announce: I will take half of the class in the future, and the other boss will take half.

After posting this sentence, I thought that his boyfriend is stronger than him, has a better temper than him, and is better looking than him. If he is treated the same as him, it would be a great loss.

He added another sentence in the group: The price of the other boss has increased by [-]%, so make an appointment carefully.

It's a pity that it's too late, because a bunch of people are already checking in.

: Reserved for one month.

: It has been reserved for half a year.

: Reserved for one year.

The blank screen just now turned out to be an appointment.

Looking at a row of check-in appointments, Le Ning was stunned.

There is also an appointment fee for making an appointment, and it will be gone if you make an appointment for as little as tens of thousands a month.

Is money hot on your hands?

If the people in the group knew what Le Ning was complaining about, they would reply in seconds.

How can this be so much money, this is the most cost-effective deal.

Those who can practice magic arts, except for a few, are not short of money. They go out on missions to give some rich people advice on Feng Shui, and some business references, and they can easily get tens of thousands of dollars.

Money is already a thing outside of them, and it is more important to learn more profound spells.

Taking a step back, the spells they have learned can also improve their cultivation, and the cost of a shot will be higher at that time, and the reservation is definitely a guaranteed profit.

-

Autumn in Rongcheng is short, just after September, the weather is getting colder day by day.

Not long after, it began to snow.

Goose feathers and heavy snow fluttered all night, and I didn't feel it when I was trapped in the warm and fluffy quilt. When I woke up in the morning, I saw the sky and the earth were white.

"Meow? Little fairy cat?" Le Ning wrapped the quilt, tucked the cat under his arm, and put the little fairy cat on a coat.

He bought this little down jacket a long time ago. It is chubby and round, and it is suitable for the snowy season.

He didn't know whether Mao Mao was cold or not. The main reason was that he saw that Mao Mao was cold, so a down jacket had to be arranged.

Putting on the bun suit, the whole cat became fatter. The chubby little fairy cat looked at him innocently, super invincible and cute.

The face is buried in the fur on the cat's chest and abdomen. The fur here is the softest and thickest. Taking a deep breath is the pinnacle of healing.

After sucking the cat, seeing Xiaoxianmao expressionless, lying on his back with nothing to love, his face being forced to sell himself, doubles the happiness!

Having sucked enough of the cat, Le Ning hugged Furry, put his chin on the warm cat's head, and took out his phone to poke.

Knowing that the mountain is the most powerful: Dear Mr. Wen, it’s snowing today, do you want to do something meaningful together?

Dear Mr. Wen is on the way to Qingshi Lane. When he saw this, he thought of the strange smiling faces of the children, and went back cautiously.

"for example?"

Knowing that the mountain is the most powerful: like having a hot pot together!

As expected of you.

Mr. Wen sighed with a smile, and told the driver to turn the car around while turning his hands back.

: Okay, I'll bring the materials over later.

Wen Xingzhi went to the place where the daily special offerings were made in Banshanyuan to choose a circle of ingredients. When he was about to go out, he saw something and came back to pick up another.

After getting the reply, Le Ning stretched his waist, turned around and opened the window, the heavy snow was falling, and the branches were squeaking under the weight of the heavy snow. Looking into the distance, the roof tiles of the buildings were covered with thick velvet layers of snow.

shuh- shuh-

On the bluestone road completely covered by snow, someone took a huge broom to sweep away the snow.

Taking a closer look, the figure looked familiar.

In fact, it is indeed an acquaintance.

In the small square in front of the courtyard, Zhou Tang was humming with a broom and sweeping snow.

He had always wanted to buy a house in the urban area, but he couldn't choose well in the past. After the Jiaolong incident, he made money and immediately bought the house opposite Le Ning's shop.

Others laugh at him for spending money to buy an old house, but he is very beautiful in his heart. The house is big and spacious, and there is a master sitting in the town. It is said that there is spiritual energy in this place, which makes people light and healthy, and prolongs life. Such a place There is no second place in Rongcheng, so if you buy it, you will earn it, okay?

After sweeping halfway, Zhou Tang straightened his waist and twisted twice enchantingly, and then continued to sweep the snow as if nothing had happened.

Le Ning, who saw everything in his eyes, almost burst out laughing.

Sure enough, no one can stop the youthful heart of a middle-aged man.

After being bored in the soft quilt for a while, Le Ning finally got up.

Dress yourself warmly, put on your snow boots, and step on the squeaky thick snow to pick up his Mr. Wen!

When Wen Xingzhi came, he saw a chubby kid squatting at the door with the same chubby cat in his arms. Seeing him coming, his frozen face was immediately brightened, and he ran over.

Le Ning threw himself on Wen Xingzhi's body, his hairy head arched wildly in Mr. Wen's arms.

Mr. Wen embraced the warm man, and when he looked down, he saw a pair of bright smiling eyes. The bright eyes were like stone crystals scattered in the river, reflecting the sunlight.

"Mr. Wen, you are finally here!"

There was the sound of sweeping snow all around, and behind the shop was the smoke of fireworks.

It was snowing for the first time today, and there was a cold smell of snow in the air. Someone was waiting for him.

The gentle god has walked the world for thousands of years, and experienced the real world for the first time.

Zhou Tang, who was sweeping snow next to him, silently changed direction and continued sweeping.

As a human being, the most important thing is to have eyesight.

Mr. Wen was very polite, and he did not ignore Zhou Tang after hugging the child.

The two are considered acquaintances, and the greeting is simple, "Mr. Zhou's business has been good recently."

Zhou Tang was very modest, "No, no, a little business, small business."

When Chen Yu, who just came later, heard this sentence, he looked at Zhou Tang with an extremely polite expression.

If he hadn't often seen Zhou Tang on the local TV station, he would have believed it!

I often come to the plant shop, and from time to time I can see some big shots who can only be seen on Baidu Encyclopedia, and these big shots talk to him in a polite tone that makes the scalp tingle.

After nearly half a year of experience like this, now Chen Yu has completely lost the shrinking look before. Although he is still a little shy, he is already a young man with broad shoulders and straight back who can handle things.

Le Ning and Wen Xingzhi took the ingredients to the main courtyard, and the bottom of the pot was already boiling on the table in the corridor. Because Mr. Wen said that he would bring spicy ingredients, two of them boiled bone broth, and one of them boiled it. tomato soup.

At this moment, the smell of tomato has come out, it is sweet and sour, and it makes my mouth water when I smell it.

Eating hot pot requires a lot of people to be lively, Zhou Tang counts as one, Chen Yu counts as one, Song Rong counts as one, plus the two of them are all grown men, so they are guaranteed to eat satisfactorily and have fun.

As far as the kitchen was concerned, as long as Song Rong was around, there would be no place for him to do anything, let alone Chen Yu, who was nimble and rushed to work.

Le Ning was happy to be at leisure, stuffed Song Rong with the materials, and pulled Wen Xingzhi by himself, pretending to choose vegetables beside him.

After a while, he went to the side to play, and Mr. Wen had to take on the task of choosing vegetables for two.

Mr. Wen is serious about his work, even if he chooses vegetables, he can choose the most beautiful vegetables.

After the work was done, the kid was still taking pictures of the ingredients. He thought for a while, walked to the edge of the promenade, picked up a pile of snow, and slowly kneaded it in his hands.

After a while, Le Xiaoning, who had taken a bunch of photos, ran over with his hands behind his back, and poked his head out of Wen Xingzhi's shoulder curiously, "Mr. Wen, what are you doing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw something. Mr. Wen squeezed his long fingers, and he actually pinched a little snowman with long arms.

"Hey!" Le Ning was overjoyed, "Did you pinch me?"

He squatted to the side and saw the little snowman with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a slender figure.

It wasn't him who pinched him!

Mr. Wen pinched himself!

Le Ning looked at the person next to him condemningly, "Mr. Wen, am I not your favorite cub?"

Wen Xingzhi rubbed the aggrieved person, smiled and brushed the little snowman's head, and then a miraculous scene happened.

The snow layer on the top of the little snowman's head loosened, and a small green bud emerged.

The small buds grew in strips, and even red roses bloomed.

Wen Xingzhi pushed the snowman's wooden base, "Send it to you."

There is a big rose on the head of the little snowman, which is cute in the deserted.

Le Ning was caught off guard.

Mr. Wen is simply a foul!

Mr. Wen pinched himself, and Le Ning also wanted to pinch himself, but unfortunately not everyone can do it with snow, anyway, people with handicap like him can't do it.

In the end, Le Ning squeezed a duckling.

After a while, there was an additional article in his circle of friends, a lifelike little snowman with roses on his head, squatting next to a little chubby duck with a wide body and a small head, and served with a bubbling three-part hot pot.

Accompanying text: The first snow really matches roses better!

After posting, Le Ning wanted to see how Song Rong's preparations were going, and if he wanted to help her, but before the phone was put on, there was a sudden ringtone of death urging.

Look down.

Song Bai?

Le Ning was inexplicably surprised, why did he call suddenly?

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and pressed the connect button, but there was a burst of angry voice just after connecting,

"You don't call me when you eat hot pot!"

"Lening, you wait for me!"

After two sentences, he hangs up in seconds.