Yang Zheng's eyes were still on the booklet, and he was reluctant to leave, "I just promised you before, willing to recommend it, but I never promised that Yan Mo would be able to successfully become a disciple. Do you understand what I mean?"

Mr. Chen's face suddenly froze, and his fist that was behind him was clenched unconsciously. But as an old man, his patience was extraordinary. He knew that it was not the time to turn against him, so he did not vent his anger. After all, it is a huge problem to be regarded as a master of Xun Sheng, and only Yang Zheng can solve it.

"You mean, if I give you this booklet, you will definitely make him successful?"

At this moment, he had made up his mind that after things were done, he must find a way to get rid of Yang Zheng, and while eliminating the consequences, he could exhale this anger.

Yang Zheng didn't look back and replied: "The manager thought about it carefully. In fact, from beginning to end, all the chips you paid were the property of the Academy, and there was no loss for you personally. If that's the case, why don't you do it well and give it to me?"

There is nothing to be reluctant to use power for personal gain. He expected that before Yan Mo became a disciple, as long as he did not touch the personal interests of General Manager Chen, it would be negotiable.

He reached out and picked up the booklet.

This is not a martial arts and martial arts, but a work of formations by military strategists, called "The Six Strategies of the Formation". In the pre-Qin period, formations were widely used in wars. On this continent, formations also became a personal means for martial artists to fight.

Yang Zheng is eager to covet the "Six Strategies of the Great Formation", which is mainly due to two reasons.

First, he learned the knowledge of formations from Tian Dan in Jimo City, and had a certain foundation, so he was suitable for development in this regard. As a powerful formation, Tian Dan was only good at fire attribute formations, but Yang Zheng would give up the Fire Niu inner alchemy in the future and had to learn various formations;

Second, he takes the route of shaking the Tao with his strength. If he learns other skills and uses them as auxiliary means, he can more easily match the Taoism that others have learned. Obviously, the formation is an excellent supplement.

Therefore, when he saw "The Six Strategies", he was moved and desperately wanted to get it.

Mr. Chen's voice was hoarse, "Human desires are endless. Once this opening is made, I will give you a second book, and you will still be thinking about the third book, and you will be more frugal. You must understand that we are dealing equally, not that I am subject to you."

Yang Zheng smiled, turned to look at him, and said, "Don't worry, this is the last condition, I will do what I say. I know the Manager's background, and I am not stupid enough to anger the Chen family."

Seeing this, General Manager Chen had to wave his sleeves and said, "Take it away! If you refuse to fulfill your promise and dare to tease me, I swear that you and Jimo Tian family will pay their blood debts!"

Yang Zheng was waiting for this, quickly put the formation into his sleeve, followed General Manager Chen with a smile and left the secret room.

Mr. Chen was in a very bad mood. After walking out of the Sutra Pavilion, he didn't want to see Yang Zheng again, for fear that he would speak loudly again and leave.

Yang Zheng did not go home, and this incident happened halfway, so he had to go back to the back mountain and first deal with the troubles of General Manager Chen so as not to be disturbed during his retreat during his practice.

Although he promised that he would help Yan Mo successfully become a disciple, he was not sure. The reason for his reply was not that he was obsessed with money and was blinded by profit, but that he knew that General Chen was not an ordinary person and could not easily refuse.

More importantly, he had met Yan Mo. He was gentle and elegant, and he was somewhat similar to the great gentleman Wen Qing, leaving him a good impression. In addition, the Yan family had a special status and was involved in the dispute over sacrificial wine. He believed that Xunzi should be impressed.

If the partner was replaced by a child from an ordinary family and had no popularity, even if Yang Zheng had given him a hundred courage, he would not bet on the old man's mood and attitude.

"He accepted disciples to solve the troubles of the sacrificial dispute, and could get close to the Yan family. I will make a fortune and make a big profit from General Manager Chen. This is a win-win deal, so there should be no big problem."

He thought so in his heart and came to the hut again.

In the hut, four people sat around the mahjong table and were having a lot of fun.

Xunzi was poor all his life and had no much money savings, and Li Si was even more so. Therefore, they did not use yellow and white goods as card money, but took out a bag of rice and counted it with rice grains.

Every time you lose a grain of rice, it means you have to do housework for the other three people, such as cooking a meal, washing clothes, etc.

This idea was not made by Yang Zheng, but by Li Si. He understood that the significance of this table game was to tie the two Qingbai together, so they could do laundry and cook for each other, and they could not only get along with each other day, but also willing to accept the loss, and neither of them had the temper.

So, as soon as the four of them got started, they were full of fun killing, blood flowing into a river, immersed in the fun of this novel game.

The gameplay of blood flowing into a river comes from Sichuan mahjong. Although it is simple and easy to learn, it is very cruel to play. It is easy to play high scores, win quickly, and lose quickly. The losers often don’t even have enough shorts left. After playing a few games, the brothers will be red in their eyes.

The two of them usually face each other, let alone chatting, and they don’t even want to look at each other directly. They ask them to serve each other and wash clothes and cook. How can they tolerate this? Confucianism has a philosophy that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen. In the eyes of the two, this is tantamount to a great humiliation.

When a person loses, he is eager to win the bet back and let the other party serve him. Both sides go back and forth, and the winner goes back and forth. No one is the ever-winning general, and the mahjong table can no longer stop.

At this time, I have to say that Li Si was very smart and calculated the cards very accurately. He fully controlled the situation. While ensuring that Xunzi would not suffer losses, he did not steal the show himself, so that Qingbai and the others could do their best.

Yang Zheng's purpose has begun to show results.

When he came here, the rice grains in Xunzi and Li Si's hands were basically not much profit or loss. However, Qingbai and the two fought fiercely and were in a one-sided situation.

A large number of rice grains were piled up in front of Wen Qing, but his next Xiao Bai was very few, and the rice grains in his hand were about to lose. This means that if the fight was in truce at this time, Xiao Bai would have to serve his senior brother for several months.

How could Xiao Bai, who is strong in nature, accept this result? He quickly shuffled the cards at the end of the game, and tried to open the cards as soon as possible and win back all the bets.

At this time, when Xunzi saw Yang Zheng appear, he grabbed the cards in his hand and said with a smile: "Why are you back?"

He was in a very comfortable mood. He really didn't expect that mahjong was so charming that even he was so calm that he felt addicted and couldn't stop. What's even more gratifying was that the conversation between Qingbai and the two of them had more than they had after they met.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that the two beloved disciples could sit until now, and had not started a fierce debate, and argued about what is right and wrong. Yang Zheng was right, asking them to fight in another way and be willing to accept the loss is the most effective way.

He blinked at Yang Zheng and signaled that the plan was going well.

After seeing Qingbai and his two gambling funds, Yang Zheng coughed dryly and said, "Sorry, I have something to do to find Senior Xun Sheng. Can you stop first?"

Before Xunzi could speak, Xiao Bai replied sternly: "No! If you have something to do, I'll talk about it another day!"

Once the game ends here, he will have to be a cow and be a horse for his senior brother, and he will definitely not be willing to stop.

Seeing this, Wen Qing smiled slightly and had a rosy face. He was obviously very happy with the result in this. After fighting for so many years, it was the first time he had seen it. Although it was in other aspects and had nothing to do with the great way.

"Junior brother, don't be angry. Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. Since Yang Zheng has something serious about his teacher, let them talk! If you are not convinced, let's fight again in the afternoon!"

This is how people's psychology is. Those who lose want to win back, while those who win want to win. Wen Qing is delicate and better at counting cards patiently. He is just trying to take this opportunity to teach his junior brother a lesson. It won't work by relying solely on rough and brute force. He is confident that he will not lose to Xiao Bai.

Before the morning cards were finished, the two of them started to make an appointment for the afternoon cards.
Chapter completed!