Zhutian: Everything starts from becoming a disciple of Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 404 Zhao Zheng: Not as strong as my grandpa! (2/34)

As night approaches,

outside the city,

Not far from the river,

In front of the dilapidated wooden house next to the wooden bridge.

Cui Hongjian pushed open the door with an embarrassed look on his face, and said a little sheepishly: "My humble abode is simple, please don't blame me, Brother Zhao!"

“It’s really crude!”

Looking at the humble house in front of him, Zhao Zheng nodded in agreement. Looking at Cui Hongjian who looked even more embarrassed, he smiled and said, "Well... it's better to be simple, so as not to be distracted by external things. Scholars like us should concentrate on studying!"

"That's right, that's right!"

Cui Hongjian nodded happily. As the saying goes, everyone loves a bridal sedan, so he was naturally happy to hear Zhao Zheng's praise.

"By the way, Brother Cui, you really..."

"I am an only child. I have no cousins ​​or any other relatives. Even if I did, they were destroyed by the great flood that year..."

Cui Hongjian said helplessly. He had heard Zhao Zheng's question no less than three times. Every time he asked him if he had a brother with the surname Wei. He began to suspect whether Wei Yangsheng, who looked very similar to him, owed Zhao Zheng money.

"Oh fine!"

Zhao Zheng smacked his lips. Cui Hongjian looked at Zhao Zheng's regretful expression, smiled, and went into the house first. Seeing Zhao Zheng following in, he quickly brought a worn-out chair and said, "Brother Zhao, please. By the way, you said before that your nephew would pass by here..."

"Yes, I just calculated, it will be there in about half an hour..." Zhao Zheng stretched out his hand and counted on his fingers, then replied.

Hearing this, Cui Hongjian, who was picking up the teapot to pour tea, was stunned for a moment, and smiled in his heart. He thought that Zhao Zheng probably had no place to live and wanted to stay overnight, but he didn't express anything.

After all, everyone has difficulties sometimes, and he saw that Zhao Zheng had extraordinary conversation, extraordinary appearance, and extraordinary temperament. Maybe... this difficulty was not the difficulty he thought it was.

"Perhaps the so-called rich young man wants to experience the life of poverty..." Cui Hongjian thought to himself, and quickly came to his senses, picked up the almost full cup of tea and handed it to Zhao Zheng: "Brother Zhao, please have some tea. I don't have any good tea leaves, please don't be offended!"

"Thank you."

"Brother Zhao is too polite."

Cui Hongjian smiled and shook his head. The two of them drank tea and chatted for a long time. As they talked, Cui Hongjian became more and more shocked, because he found that Zhao Zheng was definitely not an ordinary person, at least ordinary people did not have that kind of knowledge.

"It seems that the identity of my brother Zhao is a little bit unusual..." Cui Hongjian guessed in his heart, but he didn't think much about it. He just treated it as making friends with a study partner who he could talk to.

"Huh? My oldest nephew is here!"

As Zhao Zheng spoke, he turned his head and looked outside the door. Cui Hongjian followed his gaze. Just as he was using the moonlight to see clearly outside the house and wondering if there was someone there, he saw a man walking along the path by the river. He looked at Zhao Zheng in a daze.

No, you can really tell the future?!

"Of course!"

"oh oh……"

Wait, did I just speak?
Cui Hongjian covered his mouth and stared at Zhao Zheng with wide eyes. Before he could speak, he saw Zhao Zheng stand up and walk out the door with a smile.

"Nephew, come and let your uncle see you!"

"..."×1+1
Shier stopped, tilted his head, and frowned at the person in front of the wooden house...the one of the two scholars who had an extraordinary appearance but called him nephew.

Has this guy drunk too much?!
Shi'er was thinking in his mind and didn't bother to pay attention. In fact, he couldn't pay attention because his master had ordered him to shut up before leaving.

"Hey, nephew, are you mute? Uncle is talking to you, answer back!" Zhao Zheng frowned and said with an unhappy look on his face.

Hearing this, Shi'er frowned, his eyelids twitched, and he clenched the axe in his hand. Seeing this, Cui Hongjian swallowed his saliva and pulled Zhao Zhengdao.

"Brother Zhao, did you recognize the wrong person..."

He didn't mean anything else, he just thought that Zhao Zheng's nephew would not touch the axe when facing his uncle.

He still touched the axe with a fierce look on his face!

"How could that be? I'm a very accurate astrologer!"

Zhao Zheng shook his head to deny it, then rolled up his sleeves with a frown and said, "I think my nephew is itching for a beating. No, he probably wants to get closer to me!"

"..."

Are you sure you don't want to be beaten?

Cui Hongjian's mouth twitched as he looked at the axe in the hand of his nephew who wanted to get close to Zhao Zheng. He swallowed his saliva and looked back into the house, looking for a weapon that was right for him.

bang bang bang-

After a burst of fist and foot collisions and a metallic knocking sound, Cui Hongjian thought to himself that something was wrong and turned around. Then he saw... something was not right. He saw Zhao Zheng had come to his nephew without him noticing.

Patting my nephew's head lovingly!!
and many more,

When did he go there?

and many more,

Is this person really his nephew?
Cui Hongjian had a bewildered look on his face, not knowing that Shi'er, who was being touched on the head by Zhao Zheng, was even more bewildered. He looked blankly at the cracked knuckles of his right hand, the axe that flew to the ground and broke into pieces, his chest and head that were hurting more and more, and his vision that was getting darker and darker.

"Hey, nephew, why are you so pale all of a sudden? Damn it, don't faint, I didn't even use any strength. I understand now, it must be because Yan Chixia didn't give you food that caused your blood sugar to drop, right..."

The unconscious Shi'er didn't know what happened next. He only knew one thing, that is, was Zhao Zheng really his uncle?

and also,

Does his uncle have a grudge against his master?
Why did he strike so hard if there was no grudge? !
"My skills are slightly inferior to the prince's!"

Well, it’s just like reporter Xia’s level!

Zhao Zheng commented as Cui Hongjian, who ran over, looked in horror at Shi'er who fell to the ground, vomiting blood and twitching.

"Brother Zhao, you, you, you..."

"what happened?"

"he……"

"It's not a big problem, just spitting out some blood. Young people recover quickly, so just a good night's sleep will do!" Zhao Zheng stepped forward and helped Shi'er up and walked towards the wooden house.

Cui Hongjian looked at the large pool of blood on the ground with a confused look on his face. He thought, this is not a matter of youth!

"Brother Zhao..."

Cui Hongjian ran back to the wooden house with a changed expression and closed the door. When he saw Zhao Zheng put Shier on the bed, he immediately tried Shier's breathing. After realizing that Shier was still breathing, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhao Zheng.

"Brother Zhao, you...ah..."

Cui Hongjian looked at Zhao Zheng helplessly, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Zhao, please leave quickly. What if he can't do it later..."

"Don't worry, he's fine!"

"..."

No,

He vomited so much blood,

You call this place okay?
Cui Hongjian looked at Zhao Zheng in a daze. Just as he was about to persuade Zhao Zheng again to prevent him from getting into trouble with the law and risking his life, he heard the door open.

Boom! Boom! Boom——

There was a rapid knock on the door. Cui Hongjian was about to open the door when he thought to himself that something was wrong. He was wondering if the boy's family had come because of the beating by Zhao Zheng, when he saw Zhao Zheng open the door.

"It's so similar..."

Zhao Zheng looked at the long-bearded old ghost in front of him and said with a complicated expression. The old ghost was stunned when he heard it, and Cui Hongjian said with confusion in his eyes.

"picture?"

"Yes, he looks a lot like my grandpa!"

"..."

Cui Hongjian was stunned by what he heard. The old ghost grinned and showed his yellow teeth, saying: "Yes, I am your cousin..."

Bang!
Palm out,

light flash,

The exploding lightning made crackling sounds and exploded on the old ghost's body as Zhao Zheng slapped him!
The old ghost was blasted backwards, and then turned into a fireball and exploded in the sky. The flames illuminated the surroundings, and Zhao Zheng muttered with nostalgia in his eyes: "Not as strong as my grandfather..."

"??????????"

Cui Hongjian, with a face full of questions, listened to Zhao Zheng's words in confusion and at a loss. Looking at everything happening before his eyes, he just felt that... this world seemed...

too crazy……

So crazy that he didn't know what to say!
After a while,
The confusion on Cui Hongjian's face was gone. He only looked at the lightning that Zhao Zheng shot out with a snap of his fingers in surprise.

“I didn’t expect there are actually monks in this world!”

"There are ghosts, let alone monks!"

"That's true, but..."

"Don't worry, I've beaten that old ghost to death!" Zhao Zheng said, looking at the fear on Cui Hongjian's face.

"Hehe, um, by the way, you just said it's not as strong as your grandfather's..." Cui Hongjian asked as if he was about to say something, and then he took a step back with the chair.

"..."

Zhao Zheng glanced at Cui Hongjian and briefly described how powerful his grandfather was, which made Cui Hongjian smack his lips in amazement.

"Zombies... cough cough, my condolences to Brother Zhao!"

"Don't worry, don't be sad. Well, if my grandpa hadn't jumped out of the coffin so bravely, I wouldn't know what he looked like!"

Zhao Zheng spoke indifferently. Ren Weiyong had been dead for twenty years and he was only eighteen years old. He had never met him, so how could he have any feelings for him?

"..."

Cui Hongjian looked at him with a twitching mouth, feeling that Zhao Zheng was a little inappropriate... He felt that Zhao Zheng was a righteous man.

He must be a Taoist exorcist and an enlightened person!

Cui Hongjian, whose neck was locked by Shi'er who had woken up, looked at Zhao Zheng frantically, but there was not much information.
Just four words - Brother Zhao, save me!
"Nonsense, didn't you hear him call me Brother Zhao? Logically, you should call him Uncle Cui. How could you lock your Uncle Cui's neck? Let go!" Zhao Zheng said with an unhappy look on his face.

"Uncle? Haha, you just beat me up badly..."

Shi Er was stunned when he said this, because he was shocked to find that his serious injuries were gone. Not only that, he also found that the leg pain and waist pain caused by practicing martial arts and exorcising demons were gone. I won't talk about these things anymore.

His mana has increased significantly! !
"Why don't you let go of your Uncle Cui? Do you really think I'm afraid of your master? Do you know that I can fight your master with one hand now?"

Zhao Zheng rolled up his sleeves and was about to take the opportunity to, bah, bah, bah, or should I say let Shier review what it meant to respect the elderly and love the young, when Shier let go of Cui Hongjian and saluted him with a fist.

"Shier meets uncle!"

"..."×2
Looking at Shi'er who had a sharp eye, Zhao Zheng stopped raising his hand, looked at Shi'er with a slightly frown, and suddenly smiled.

"Well, but your gift is wrong!"

"what?"

Snapped--

With a crisp sound, Cui Hongjian turned from a daze to a bewildered look at Shi'er, who was slapped by Zhao Zheng and was lying on the ground outside the house, twitching. He looked at Zhao Zheng again and thought, this Shi'er's master... most likely had offended Zhao Zheng, right? !

"Don't worry, he's fine, and many people want me to beat him up but I'm too lazy to do it!" Zhao Zheng said. Even though he was beating Shi'er, he wasn't really. He and Shi'er had no grudge against each other.

He was just using this method of fighting to use the Nine Yin Scriptures and the Yi Jin Duan Gu chapter of the Xiantian Divine Art to reshape Shier's bones.

"oh oh……"

confirmed,
Zhao Zheng and Shier's father definitely have a grudge against each other.
At least, Shier's father had offended Zhao Zheng! !
Cui Hongjian looked at Shi'er who was lying on the ground and twitching, and guessed in his heart, but when he saw Zhao Zheng looking at him, his face immediately became serious.

"Brother Zhao, are you hungry?"

"???"

This person... has a really big heart!

Zhao Zheng looked at Cui Hongjian with a strange look in his eyes, then nodded and said directly: "I have food here, you don't have to cook!"

"Oh...oh..."

Cui Hongjian stared with eyes wide open and mouth wide open at the cooked food that Zhao Zheng took out from behind, then swallowed his saliva.

"Brother Zhao, are you a god?"

"Not yet, but I do know a few gods!" Zhao Zheng spoke and said, "Sit down." The two of them ate and chatted.

Shi'er really wanted to say that he was hungry too, but at this moment he found that he could not control his body at all, especially the magic power in his body, which did not listen to him at all and ran around randomly.

However, as he ran faster, he discovered that his magic power seemed to have increased again, so much so that he felt... this was not a coincidence.

"So... my uncle really has a grudge against my master?"

Shier was still thinking uncertainly until the next morning, when he was on his way to Wumenju, when he was sure.
Zhao Zhengzhen has a grudge against his master!
There was no other meaning, the main reason was that he almost never entered the wooden house last night, and as soon as he stood up he would be beaten by Zhao Zheng!
"There is no grudge, you think too much. Your master and I are good friends who slay demons and eliminate evil together!" Zhao Zheng shook his head at Shi'er.

Shi Er nodded subconsciously, and as he nodded, he stared at Zhao Zheng with wide eyes. No, he didn't say anything! ? How did Zhao Zheng know what he was thinking? !
"I don't know, um, just guessing!"

"..."

"Okay, your master is not here, what's wrong with you saying something? He won't know!" Zhao Zheng used magic to take out a miniature camera and hung it on his chest.

I began to regret why I didn't set Cui Hongjian's house on fire last night. If I had done that, Shier would not have made just one mistake.

"Yes, by the way, Uncle Zhao, when did you and my father join in slaying demons and eliminating evil?" Shi'er asked curiously.

"In late July..."

Zhao Zheng briefly talked about the Lanruo Temple, and hearing Shi'er nod, he was sure that Zhao Zheng was really his master's friend.

"By the way, where did your master go to slay demons and monsters this time?" Zhao Zheng asked. Shi'er shook his head helplessly.

"I don't know. He didn't tell me where he was going!"

"Don't be angry. You have to know that even if your master tells you, it's useless. Well, I mean your strength is too low!"

Zhao Zheng patted Shier's shoulder. Although Shier's cultivation was not weak, his strength... was really average. He was okay when dealing with ordinary ghosts, but he would be useless to the more powerful ones.

Also, he couldn't understand how Yan Chixia, the world's number one swordsman, could use an axe as his apprentice? !

Thinking about it, he asked. Facing Zhao Zheng's question, Shi'er immediately answered: "The axe is convenient. It can kill ghosts and chop wood!"

"..."

Nothing to say!

Zhao Zheng curled his lips, and inexplicably thought of how Jiale would play with the axe in the future, and immediately shook his head.

He stretched out his big hand and grabbed a big tree on the side of the road. As wood chips flew, an air-breaking axe came into his hand. Then, as his left hand wrote and drew in the air, talismans were engraved on it.

Shier's eyes widened, especially when he saw Zhao Zheng drawing talismans in the air, his eyes widened even wider.

"Sky talisman!"

"Yes, why, you can't?"

"..."

Is this possible?

Shi'er was too tired to complain in his heart. He began to doubt Zhao Zheng's age. He didn't mean anything else. Zhao Zheng was too young. He was too young to be able to draw talismans in the air.

"Give!"

"Really give it to me?"

Shi'er did not take it, but recalled the talismans that Zhao Zheng had drawn on the wooden axe, which looked very powerful.

"don't want?"

"Yes! Thank you, uncle!"

"Haha, good boy!"

Zhao Zheng heard Shi'er changing his address from Uncle Zhao to Uncle, and he chuckled and rubbed Shi'er's head. Finally, he rubbed Shi'er's clothes with disgust.

"Remember to wash your hair when you get home!"

"hey-hey……"

Shier smiled innocently and decided in his heart that he would not wash when he got home... He thought that his Uncle Zhao must be able to read minds!

Shi'er, who was thrown into the river, looked expressionlessly at Zhao Zheng, who kept saying "hurry up" without even turning his head, and then began to wash his hair in the river, and took a bath at the same time.

……

Within the county.

"It seems that the reputation of the bearded man is a bit bad!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the people who, as soon as they saw Shi'er, shouted that the Taoist's son had returned, and then ran away in a hurry.

"There's nothing I can do. The bearded man is too straightforward!"

Seeing the people's reactions, Shi'er spoke with a familiar look on his face. In fact, when he was a child, he also wondered why the people hated his master Yan Chixia so much.

But he didn't wonder for long. When he was about eight or nine years old, he remembered that day, he followed his master to exorcise ghosts.

He was very happy because he had begged his master for a long time before he was allowed to go with him. However, soon after he saw his master kill the man who asked for help with one sword,
He was unhappy and afraid. He was very afraid. But soon he was no longer afraid because he learned from others that the ghost was killed by the person who asked his master for help.

He was just weird. These things only happened when he was young and only a few times.

"Oh……"

well,

You're done!
Looking at the camera that was still recording, Zhao Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked at a little girl at a roadside stall. She was a pretty girl, and she did not run away because of Shi'er's identity.

"Uncle, you go back along this road first. I'm going to buy some things. Don't worry, I'll be back soon!" Shi'er followed Zhao Zheng's line of sight and immediately shouted in a hoarse voice.

"Praise for sex over friends!"

Seeing Shi'er's big reaction, Zhao Zheng said with disdain, and regardless of Shi'er's smirk, he shook his head and spoke first.

“Love, love…”

Shier blushed as he looked at the girl selling purses on the roadside. The girl, or Lanlan, blushed as she whispered to Shier, "Your master told you to speak!"

"No, I told you secretly. You... remember to keep it a secret for me!" Shi'er said with a stutter, and took out money to buy a purse as usual.

"Um……"

Lan Lan blushed and looked curiously at Zhao Zheng who was walking on the street not far ahead: "Who is he?"

"My master's friend!"

"oh oh……"

Lanlan nodded, and then fell silent. Mainly because Shier didn't know what to say. Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming more and more silent, he quickly picked up a purse and spoke.

"I go first!"

"Um……"

Lanlan smiled and watched Shi'er leave. Shi'er looked back every few steps until he fell to the ground with a thud. Then he got up expressionlessly, dusted himself off and looked at Zhao Zheng: "Don't stare, I just counted for the two of you!"

"Ahem, Uncle Master, let's go home!"

"No, I mean..."

"Uncle Master, let's go home!"

"..."

Okay, I’m still a thin-skinned kid!

Zhao Zheng curled his lips and looked at Shi'er who interrupted him. He no longer mentioned the hexagram, but followed Shi'er to a house located in the north of the city, close to the outside of the city, with the name Wumenju written on it.

"Wumenju is quite worthy of its name!"

Looking at the house without even a gate, Zhao Zheng commented, Shier said helplessly: "I don't want to live up to the name either, but unfortunately there is nothing I can do. The big bearded man has no money in his pocket, and I have no money either. I can only watch it become more and more dilapidated without money to repair it."

"You don't charge for catching ghosts?"

Zhao Zheng asked, Shi'er said "stop" with an embarrassed look on his face, Zhao Zheng probably understood, it turned out that Shi'er and Qiu Sheng were the same, Yan Chixia and Jiu Shu were the same, one of them caused trouble,
One... I'll save it for you!

"By the way, uncle, are you coming to Anle County to exorcise demons and monsters?" Shi'er said to Zhao Zhengdao who walked into Wumenju, and touched the axe on his waist eagerly.

"Just passing by, but to exorcise demons and monsters... I really plan to do this, and I plan to do something big!" Zhao Zheng said as he looked at the dilapidated Wumenju in front of him.

"big?"

Shi'er became more energetic. Zhao Zheng nodded and looked up at the sky: "Well, I'm going to kill all the monsters in the world!"

"..."

Oh, you're kidding me again!

Shi Er curled his lips, feeling that he shouldn't ask Zhao Zheng this question. Zhao Zheng smiled and waved his hand. In an instant,
A strong wind blew, and Shi'er squinted his eyes subconsciously. However, before he squinted his eyes, he saw that the dust in Wumenju had disappeared, all the fallen leaves were gone, and the withered grass and trees had turned green again!

"This……"

Shier stared at everything in front of him with wide eyes. Zhao Zheng put his hands behind his back and raised his head slightly: "Come on, take your uncle to the guest room!"

"..."

Show off!

Shier pursed his lips and complained in his heart. After he fell flat on his face, he felt that his uncle had great magical powers, great supernatural powers, and great power, and he could do anything in the world...

"Stop, don't think about it, it's embarrassing!"

Zhao Zheng looked back at Shi'er with disdain, then pointed at a guest room in front of him and said, "Call me when it's time for dinner!"

"Yes, uncle!"

Shi Er said respectfully, and when Zhao Zheng walked into the room, he immediately punched and hummed silently, and after humming, he turned around,

bang——

"..."

Damn it,
He can also see through things?!
Shi'er got up from the ground with a grin on his face, brushing off the dust on his body, and then he heard Zhao Zheng say, "Clean up the next room. Your Uncle Cui will be staying over tonight!"

"I know, uncle!"

Shi Er responded respectfully, feeling that there was a ghost asking for a place to stay, which was purely Zhao Zheng's trick... Forget it,
He doesn't want to anymore!!
Looking at the fallen tiles beside him, Shi'er swallowed his saliva and began to clean the guest room next to Zhao Zheng's room.

until,

As night approaches,

living room.

Shi'er looked at the heavy rain outside the window that had stopped and the temperature that made him feel cold. He rubbed his arms and sighed softly.

"The weather is getting weirder!"

"Indeed, clean up the dishes...well, go pick up your Uncle Cui!" Zhao Zheng put down his chopsticks and said, Shi'er was stunned.

"Ah? He really came? Ahem, what I mean is, uncle, you are so smart!"

When Shi'er saw Zhao Zheng's expression, he immediately flattered him and ran towards the gate of the house. After a while, Cui Hongjian, who was carrying a large bag and looked dirty and no longer looked like a scholar, came to the living room with a look of shame and sadness on his face, and started complaining as soon as he came in.

The tragedy was simple: his house caught fire, and because of his carelessness, the wooden house that had been with him for a long time was buried in the sea of ​​fire and heavy rain.

Shi'er was stunned as he listened and stared at Zhao Zheng blankly. Zhao Zheng ignored him. While lamenting the outrageous plot, he spoke to Cui Hongjian to comfort him.

"It's okay. Money is just a thing outside of one's body. If you lose the house, it's gone. Brother Cui, you can stay here temporarily. You don't have to worry about Shi'er's master Yan being dissatisfied. He and I have a life-long friendship. You can rest assured and stay here as long as you want!"

"Thank you very much. I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. When I achieve something in the future, I will repay you a hundredfold!" Cui Hongjian said with gratitude.

He really had nowhere to go, and his little money was burned to ashes in the fire, otherwise he would not have come to stay in Wumenju.

"That's not necessary, Shi'er, take your Uncle Cui to the guest room." Zhao Zheng spoke, and Shi'er responded with yes.

After a while, Shier came back and looked at Zhao Zheng who was cleaning up the dishes. He asked curiously, "Uncle, how did you figure that out?"

"Use copper coins to count!"

"..."

How could I not know that it is calculated in copper coins!!
Shier rolled his eyes at Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng glanced at Shier and took out a gold ingot and gave it to Shier: "It's for his room fee!"

"Uncle, you are too polite..."

"Let's put things one thing at a time. My friendship with Yan Chixia is between him and me, not between him and Cui Hongjian!" Zhao Zheng said.

In fact, he originally wanted Cui Hongjian to live outside, but thinking about Cui Hongjian's identity as the protagonist of the movie "The Fairy in the Painting", he felt that it might not be a good idea.

"All right……"

"Don't think about it, it's true!"

"..."

Read my mind again!

Shi'er put away the gold expressionlessly, then silently looked at the bowl and chopsticks he had picked up, then looked at Zhao Zheng: "Go prepare another table, your Uncle Cui hasn't eaten yet!"

"Oh……"

in fact,

I think he is not even older than me!

Shier complained in his heart and ran to the kitchen obediently. After a while, Cui Hongjian finished his dinner with a guilty look on his face. When talking about how to make money, Zhao Zheng looked at Shier and said, "I have a way to make a lot of money. Do you two want to try it?"

"I won't have to..."

"I think you need it!"

Zhao Zheng interrupted Shi'er and looked at her expressionless face. He paused and said, "I've calculated your marriage fate with Lanlan. It's not meant to be. Well, if you don't believe me, go ask her family if they have proposed marriage to her..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Zheng stopped and helplessly looked at Shi'er who ran out of Wumenju in a hurry. He said to Cui Hongjian: "Come, let me tell you about my way of making money!"

“How can this be good…”

"Don't be embarrassed. If we make money, I'll take 50%, you'll take 20%, and Shi'er will take 30%. Well, he gets 30% because he calls me uncle!"

Zhao Zheng interrupted Cui Hongjian and began to tell him how to make money. The method was simple, but also complicated.

Just making ice cream!

That is the saltpeter method of making ice!

Although it is almost October and the temperature is very low, he feels that selling ice cream is much more profitable than selling pancakes.

After finishing speaking, Zhao Zheng looked at Cui Hongjian who looked thoughtful: "Remember? Just remember, come with me to bluff people!"

"what?"

Cui Hongjian was stunned. Bluffing? How could a scholar like him bluff anyone? But soon, when Zhao Zheng took him to a bustling house, he saw Shi'er surrounded by a group of villagers and a woman crying in the yard. He understood.

I understand how to bluff people!!

"What are you doing? How can a group of people bully an ordinary person!" Cui Hongjian shouted and stepped forward. As he spoke, he stared blankly at the wounds on the faces of those people surrounding Shi'er.

Therefore,
Is Shier not injured?
Cui Hongjian was stunned for a moment, then immediately came to his senses. As for what happened next, it must be said that being a scholar is very useful in this era.

Even if Cui Hongjian is just a scholar without any official title, of course, this is only for ordinary people.
Reasonable people!!
"Okay, you can marry my daughter, but I don't want her to suffer with you. I hope what Master Cui said is true and your method can really make money!"

Lanlan's father heard Lanlan crying in the yard and spoke helplessly. Shier naturally agreed to this.

Even though he didn't know what ice cream Cui Hongjian was talking about, there was nothing he could do. If he didn't agree, he would lose his wife.

After a while.

On the way back to Wumenju.

Cui Hongjian patted his chest and gasped, "I was really scared just now. I thought those people were going to attack me!"

"Don't worry, it won't happen. After all, you are a scholar, and I am here with you." Zhao Zheng said with a smile.

"That's right, but why do they seem to be unable to see you? Oh, I understand. It must be that you, Brother Zhao, used some magic!"

Cui Hongjian asked and answered his own questions. Zhao Zheng nodded, then looked at Shi'er who was worried, and explained to Cui Hongjian.

"Tell Shi'er the method of making ice cubes with saltpeter that I told you about later. Then you can go buy saltpeter tomorrow and start making the fruit smoothie that I told you about..."

"it is good!"

Cui Hongjian nodded heavily, as if he was ready to fight. On the other hand, Shi'er was in a state of confusion, looking like he had a lot on his mind.

"Hmm? Afraid of getting married? Afraid of the master? Afraid of failure and not making money? Afraid of disappointing Lanlan? Afraid that Yan Chixia would oppose their marriage!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the complex emotions emanating from Shi'er and was speechless. He only felt that Yan Chixia's educational method had some problems. Then he naturally returned to the guest room to start practicing.
A night of silence,
The next day,

October 1st,

It’s just dawn!
Zhao Zheng heard the noise made by Cui Hongjian and the other man in the yard, but he ignored them and watched the morning class start.

until,

The morning class is over.

Zhao Zheng walked out of the guest room, looked at Cui Hongjian and Shi'er who looked unhappy in the pavilion, and then looked at a pool of stuff on the table beside them!
"Um, is there something we did wrong?" Cui Hongjian spoke up and then explained the next steps.

"Is it possible that this saltpeter is impure?"

Zhao Zheng looked at the saltpeter that was half fake and said helplessly. After seeing Cui Hongjian and Shier were stunned after hearing what he said, he said.

"Forget it, follow me!"

Zhao Zheng began to take the two to the pharmacy on the street to buy saltpeter. On the way to buy saltpeter, he reminded them to remember to buy some random cheap medicinal materials to make the fake ones look real.

They also had to keep it secret, otherwise pirated copies would be out the next day. Zhao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two of them were listening.

In fact, he didn't need to go through so much trouble. He could just buy a few stores for the two of them. But there was no other way. Faced with two people who knew nothing, he had to let them accumulate experience.

There is a saying that if you want to learn how to beat someone, you have to learn to be beaten. Faced with two young people who don't understand the evil of human nature, Zhao Zheng feels that he must let them experience the cruelty of the world.

After purchasing the saltpeter, people start making ice cubes with the saltpeter, and then use the ice cubes to make ice cream. Actually, it is not correct to call it ice cream. To be precise, it should be fruit juice smoothie.

There is no way. This is due to the limitations of the times. He can indeed come up with some technological innovations, but not now.

Soon, as the first batch of fruit juice smoothies were made, the eyes of the two people who tasted the smoothies lit up instantly.

"Okay, stop being stunned. Make some more and then go to the street to sell them. Well, don't go to another town. It's too far. I'm afraid you'll get hit by a club..."

Zhao Zheng instructed that Anle County, where Wumenju was located, was a small county town, not as prosperous as An'an County behind the Black Wind Cliff.

"Okay!" ×2
Cui Hongjian and his companions smiled and started to get busy. Zhao Zheng shook his head and went back to his room to continue practicing.

Time flies by,

Three days later,
No door,
It's approaching noon.

Zhao Zheng rolled his eyes at Cui Hongjian, who was shouting at the newspaper office with a bruised face, and Shi'er, who was also a little bruised.

"Being hit by a pirated copy?"

"right……"

Shi'er gritted his teeth. Zhao Zheng was too lazy to ask who leaked the secret. After all, the method of making ice cubes was not a secret recipe and some swindlers knew it.

"Don't worry, I have a solution!"

Zhao Zheng said as he took out some high-tech items. Although there were not many of them in his storage space,
But if we calculate based on the sales volume of Shi'er and the other two, they can at least keep selling for several years.

"This is?"×2
"Don't ask, come, I'll teach you how to use it!"

Zhao Zheng began to teach the two how to use these technologies, or various additives, concentrated fruit juice and the like.

Time flies by,

A blink of an eye,

The time came to the seventh day of October.

early morning,

Living outside without a door.

"Am I in the wrong place?"

Yan Chixia looked at the somewhat unfamiliar Wumenju, or the renovated Wumenju, and the installed gate.

"How could you do such useless things!"

Hmm? Where did this guy get the money?
Seeing Wumenju, which had obviously been renovated, with higher walls and a gate installed, Yan Chixia pushed the door open unhappily. Just as he was about to call out "Shi'er", he saw an acquaintance, or rather - Zhao Zheng! !

"Why are you in my house?"

Yan Chixia's face was filled with surprise and a hint of joy, and even as he spoke, his left hand subconsciously hid behind his back.

"Occasionally passing by, and then..."

Zhao Zheng looked at Yan Chixia in confusion and briefly told him about Shi'er and Cui Hongjian.

Yan Chixia was silent for a while, and just as he was silent, a voice sounded behind him: "Uncle, look at these fruits. Are they fresh?... Master... When did you come back?"

Shi'er, who had gotten up early with Cui Hongjian to buy fruits, looked at Yan Chixia helplessly, as if he had done something shameful, and quickly put the fruit basket in his hand into the arms of Cui Hongjian, who was already carrying a fruit basket.

Cui Hongjian didn't say anything. There was no other way. He had seen a lot in the past few days of selling fruit smoothies, and he had also grown a lot. He would never be as outspoken as in the original book again.

"Just got back... come in."

Yan Chixia turned around with a complicated expression, looking at Shi'er in front of him, who was the same as when he was a child, but also different, and forced an unnatural smile on his face.

"Um……"

Shi'er spoke subconsciously, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was stunned and then immediately shut up, which made Yan Chixia sigh.

"I've already said it, there's no point in shutting up now!"

"Master, I..."

"Okay, come in..."

Yan Chixia spoke again and saw Shier enter Wumenju. He walked straight into the room. Shier wanted to follow him, but saw Zhao Zheng and Cui Hongjian shaking their heads at him.

"Let your master be quiet!"

Cui Hongjian put the fruit basket on the ground and whispered to Shier. Shier hummed with a complicated expression.

However, as complicated as it was, the two of them started making ice with saltpeter and fruit smoothies just like they had done in the past few days.

"Master, I'm out!"

Shi'er put the prepared fruit smoothie, which had no additives, at the door of Yan Chixia. After waiting for a while and seeing that Yan Chixia didn't say anything or come out, he left with a frown and went to the street with Cui Hongjian to continue his business of selling smoothies.

squeak-

The door slowly opened, and Yan Chixia cautiously stuck his head out. When he saw Zhao Zheng standing in the garden looking at him, his face straightened. He picked up the fruit smoothie on the ground expressionlessly and then returned to the house.

After a while,
In the dark corners of the street,

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┴┤_)
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"Yes, these vendors had previously slandered and attacked your son. There were also these few who tried to burn down your Wumen Residence under the cover of night. Oh, and these thugs had beaten your son so badly that he almost got internal injuries..."

Zhao Zheng pointed at the vendors and others on the street. Yan Chixia listened with a blank expression on his face, but his fists were clenched and crackling. After a long time, he unclenched his fists and turned to look at Zhao Zheng who was looking up at the sky.

"Thank you!"

"What? I didn't hear it clearly!"

"…I said, thank you!"

Yan Chixia's face darkened. Zhao Zheng smiled and looked at Yan Chixia and said, "Be practical. Do me a favor later!"

"it is good!"

Yan Chixia agreed without thinking. Zhao Zheng pointed at the two people who were selling smoothies on the street and said, "Take your time to look at it. By the way, this is for you. It's the home address of the person who bullied your son!"

“…That’s thoughtful!”

Yan Chixia took it with a twitching mouth, Zhao Zheng shook his head and turned to leave. Soon, Shier and Cui Hongjian discovered something!

There were fewer and fewer vendors nearby, and the constables who had been keeping an eye on him had also disappeared. It was not until near noon when the two of them were packing up their stalls that they spoke.

"Wait a minute, run faster. I feel these people are going to attack us again!" Shi'er whispered. Cui Hongjian swallowed and nodded.

"I know. You should be careful too. By the way, this money..."

"The same old rules, you find a chance to bury the money in the old place, and we'll dig it out in the middle of the night!" Shi'er whispered.

Cui Hongjian nodded, and the two of them returned to Wumenju in fear. Until they arrived at Wumenju, they were puzzled and thought it was strange.

"There's nothing strange about it. The bearded hero has a sword called reason in his hand. When those people see it, they naturally start to speak reason." Zhao Zheng walked out of the gate carrying a fishing rod and said to the two of them.

Shi'er was startled when he heard this. Cui Hongjian was stunned for a moment and said "Yan Chixia". After he finished speaking, Shi'er ran into Wumenju with red eyes and shouted.

"Master~"

“How touching!”

Zhao Zheng sighed, and stopped Cui Hongjian who was watching the fun, and then took out a land deed and a house deed from his arms: "Yes, I just bought a medicine shop, you will go to the medicine shop to work tomorrow. Well, don't stop selling fruit smoothies, sell them directly in the medicine shop!"

"what?"

Cui Hongjian looked at the land deeds and house deeds in his hand blankly, feeling that the gap was a bit too big. They had just set up their stall for a few days and already had a shop, and it was a pretty big pharmacy.

"This land deed and house deed seem to belong to the largest pharmacy in the east of the city!" Cui Hongjian muttered to himself. When he came to his senses, he found that Zhao Zheng was gone, and only Zhao Zheng's voice sounded from behind him.

"I'm not coming back for dinner tonight!"

Zhao Zheng carried his fishing rod and walked towards the river in the distance without looking back. He didn't mean anything else, he just wanted to eat fish.
Yeah, yes.
That's it!

Zhao Zheng walked a few steps to the street and looked at the lanterns sold at the street stalls. He felt that he would have a good harvest tonight!

until,

night,
The waning moon and sparse stars,

On a small boat in the river.

Sitting in the boat, Zhao Zheng swung the fishing rod in his hand blankly, looked at the three full buckets beside him, then looked at the lanterns one after another in the river, looked around in surprise, thinking strangely.

"No, how can I be such a big female ghost?"

Today is the Festival of Lights!
Zhao Zheng was surprised. He looked around and saw the environment that looked like a fairy in a painting. He scratched his head and asked, "Did I come too early?"

Well, it's possible. Thinking about the original work, Zhao Zheng felt that it was very likely that he came too early, and said to himself, "Continue."

Zhao Zheng poured the bucket full of fish into the river and continued to fish with his fishing rod. Just as he was fishing, a female voice was heard.

"Son~"

The voice was soft and alluring, with a hint of the charm of a foxy woman. Xiao Zhao was eager to try it, and it was full of righteousness, which made Zhao Zheng think of his Yuhuan for a moment, so he went to look in the direction of the voice.

broken,

The female ghost was not caught.
Caught the Ghost King Nine-Tailed Fox from Black Wind Cliff! !
(End of this chapter)