"well……"

Facing the looks of several people in the Taoist temple, Jiang Hua suddenly sighed.

"Mr. Jiang, why are you sighing?"

Luo Jianshe asked with a puzzled face.

"Actually, I really want to become Master Han as my teacher, but I don't want to hurt him."

Jiang Hua said with a melancholy look.

As soon as he said these words, a few people's curiosity was aroused, and they all asked, "It's just a apprenticeship. This is a good thing. How could it harm Master Han?"

Even Master Han, who was sitting on the lotus platform and pretending to be a master, showed curious eyes.

"I was born with a strong character. When I was born, there was a strange phenomenon in the sky. Suddenly there was a heavy rain, lightning and thunder. A nurse from the hospital even said that she saw a blue dragon rolling in the clouds."

"My father was frightened at that time. He immediately invited Mr. Chen, the most powerful Feng Shui master in Hong Kong, to tell my fortune."

"Mr. Chen used the four-pillar method to tell my fortune. He said that my sky stem belongs to wood, and my earth stem belongs to metal. The wood is lying on the metal, which is the fate of a green dragon crouching in the shape. I am born with strong evil spirits."

"My father was worried that I would die young, so he wanted Mr. Chen to accept me as his disciple. Mr. Chen said that my destiny was too tough and he could not be my master. He also said that I should not take a living person as my master in this life."

Jiang Hua spoke slowly in a story-telling tone.

Several people in the Taoist temple were completely dumbfounded. They originally thought that their master, Master Han, was very capable of bragging, and would often wander around in the sky, playing chess and drinking tea with Yuanshi Tianzun.

Unexpectedly, this kid from Xiangjiang boasted even louder, and actually said that he had the destiny of Qinglong Fuxing. This destiny sounds very awesome, and the story is also full of ups and downs, and it sounds like the truth.

"The fate of Qing Long Fu Xing is the reincarnation of the Star Lord in the sky. It is extremely precious. I am indeed not qualified to be your master."

Master Han was silent for a long time before speaking.

He can't accuse Jiang Hua of bragging, because he often brags himself, which breaks the fig leaf and makes everyone's faces look bad.

These days, one Qigong master is more powerful than the other. How did they get there?

They are all carried out in fancy sedan chairs and blown out to each other. No matter how outrageous the other party's bragging is, not only can you not expose it, but you also have to praise it. This is an unspoken rule in the circle.

"You can't say that. Mr. Chen, the king of Xiangjiang Feng Shui, once said that there are masters in the mainland who only admire Master Han. He said that you will definitely become a land god."

Jiang Hua said with a smile.

"Mr. Chen, you are too complimentary. Speaking of which, I met him once when I was in Taixu last time. We made an appointment to have tea with him when we are free."

Master Han's eyelids twitched, and he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this Xiangjiang boy was quite decent and knew how to carry people in a sedan chair.

He originally planned to kill Jiang Hua as a fat sheep, but he didn't expect that this wealthy young man from Xiangjiang was smarter than he thought. At least he was smarter than those fat-minded idiot apprentices.

Jiang Hua was a little speechless. Mr. Chen, the Feng Shui King, was just made up by him. He didn't expect that this old liar was so shameless. He just climbed along the pole and lied without making a draft.

However, he admired the other party's shameless energy. He deserved to be able to do so well in his previous life. There were so many qigong masters these days that it was really not easy to get ahead.

Master Han looked at Jiang Hua, and the more he looked at him, the more satisfied he became. This young man was rich and smart.

This time, he really loved talents and asked tentatively: "Although I am not qualified to accept you as a disciple, I can accept you as a disciple. If you don't mind, I will call you little junior brother from now on."

"Senior brother, then we will be a family from now on."

Jiang Hua clasped his fists and cupped his hands in a quaint manner, without any hesitation.

He was bragging just now just to boost his self-esteem. Since he decided to lurk inside the enemy, his status cannot be too low.

Being a closed disciple with a lower status than Luo Jianshe, what the hell is that? How can you stir up trouble?

With a few words of awesomeness, he immediately became Luo Jianshe's uncle. With his seniority here, it will be much easier to get into trouble in the future.

Master Han's disciples were completely dumbfounded. What's going on? How could this guy become their junior uncle while they were chatting?

Even though they don't have much standing in front of Master Han, each of them is a well-known and wealthy boss in his hometown, a powerful figure who can influence the local economy.

"If I had known that I would have boasted a few words when I became my apprentice."

A boss with a bright mind thought with great annoyance in his heart.

Don't look at these bosses, they all look like pigs, but in fact no one is a fool. They don't worship Master Han as their teacher for the purpose of cultivating immortality. Only fools believe in that stuff.

They took a fancy to Master Han's network of contacts. Their master had no contacts. They, the rich bosses, rallied around Master Han, formed gangs, formed small groups, casually leaked some inside information, and exchanged information. That money

It just kept coming.

This is just like the various CEO classes in later generations. Everyone knows that those so-called masters are just chicken soup sellers, but the bosses still flock to them. Why?

To expand your network!

Luo Jianshe looked at Jiang Hua, who was chatting and laughing with his master, and felt very uncomfortable. He originally wanted to introduce a fat sheep to his master, but he didn't expect that the fat sheep suddenly turned into his uncle. Isn't this unfair?

"It's over, with this level of seniority here, how can I still raise the price when he buys my factory?"

He thought to himself with a grimace on his face.

After Jianghua became one of his own, the topics everyone talked about became more down-to-earth. Instead of talking about Shenyou Taixu and Yuanshi Tianzun, they only talked about commodities and prices.

These bosses are not talking about cultivation among themselves. They are talking about which products have high profits and which recent projects are easy to make money.

"Master, the grain harvest this year is not good. Do you think there is any room for maneuver here?"

asked a fat boss.

"Xiao Liu, you and Lao San are both in the grain business. You can definitely bring your brothers and sisters together to collect grain. We can't reach other places, but there is no problem in raising the price of grain in the province."

Master Han no longer meditates cross-legged. He holds a pot of tea and lies on the bamboo deck chair, swaying leisurely.

"Master, this is a good idea. The second uncle is the leader of the leading state-owned enterprise in the province. He is in charge of food. With his protection, we will definitely make a lot of money."

Luo Jianshe shamelessly flatters me.

Jiang Hua's eyes rounded when he heard this.

The things these people talk about are really meaningful. They form gangs to drive up prices, but they also collude with state-owned enterprises. It is simply too shameless.

At the same time, he also figured out Jiang Guangming's identity within this group. He was the second uncle in Luo Jianshe's words.

"Junior brother, are you interested in this business? Do you want to participate in it?"

Master Han turned his attention to Jiang Hua.

"No, I have a more profitable business."

Jiang Hua wanted to punch these guys to death.

He is about to open a food factory to produce instant noodles, which requires a large amount of wheat flour. If these guys raise the price of food in the province, won't his production costs increase greatly?

How can he compete with the two instant noodle giants? These guys are digging up his roots.

"Junior brother, what kind of profitable business do you have, please tell me?"
Chapter completed!