Since ancient times, there have been four basic conditions and requirements for "Dharma and Fu Earth", which are indispensable. It can be seen that financial resources are also a very important basic condition for a practitioner. Zhang Jiaohua has created a Jade Fairy Drink, and there is actually no problem with wealth.

However, Zhang Yaohua wanted to experience the warmth and warmth of the world through this way of entering the world and find the real avenue, so he wanted to completely treat himself as an ordinary person and enter society. So he did not want to get money from the bank card he carried with him. Instead, he hoped to make money like an ordinary person.

Zeng Lei knew that he could not beat Zhang Yaohua, but when he saw the master, he was a little happy. "Can you ask you, you shouldn't be too old, how did you practice this skill?"

"I started practicing qigong at the age of seven, and I practiced authentic Meishan Kung Fu, which is naturally different from your superficial qi." Zhang Yaohua was not humble at all in this regard.

Zeng Lei was so angry that he was Zhang Yaohua, but he couldn't refute that the special forces taught some superficial skills. "Although it was superficial, we could still win big battles on the battlefield and still be able to kill the enemy."

"Fortunately you didn't meet a master, otherwise you wouldn't be able to stand here and talk to me." Zhang Yaohua didn't care about the anger in Zeng Lei's tone at all.

Zeng Lei couldn't beat him, and he couldn't say that, so angry that he was ready to leave.

Wu Yuan was so anxious that she was about to cry. She finally found Zeng Lei, but she was no match for him at all. Not only did she not subdue him, she threw herself directly to others.

"Brother Zeng, why don't I go to your house to stay for a while?" Wu Yuan looked at Zeng Lei with begging eyes.

"Where you go, your home is so spacious, why are you squeezing me? Hurry up and find some serious things to do." Zeng Lei glanced at Zhang Yaohua, turned around and walked towards the door.

When he walked to the door, Zeng Lei turned around and asked unwillingly, "Are you masters of Taoism not allowed to join the army and contribute to the country?"

"I haven't heard of it." Zhang Jiaohua grabbed his head. He had never heard of such a thing. But will a master of Taoism run to join the army?

"Oh." Zeng Lei finally left.

Wu Yuan also wanted to follow him, but Zhang Yaohua spoke, "Fatty! You just want to leave like this?"

"You, you are a master of Taoism, I am just a big fuck. Just let me go?" Wu Yuan said with a smile.

"Fatty, I don't have time to joke with you. Come here quickly." Zhang Yaohua said.

"What's the matter? Let me tell you, even if Brother Zeng can't do anything to you, you don't want to stand on my head and shit." Wu Yuan said bravely.

"I don't have this kind of hobby. If you like it, I can throw you into the bathroom." Zhang Yaohua walked directly to Wu Yuan and kicked him in the butt without much effort.

"I don't have that hobby either." Wu Yuan was really afraid that Zhang Yaohua would throw him into the toilet.

"Do you know how to make money quickly?" Zhang Yaohua asked.

"Barring the bank. With your skills, robbing the bank will make money the fastest." Wu Yuan added.

Zhang Yaohua raised his fist, "With my ability, I still need to rob the bank?"

"But you ask me, that's not a waste of time? If I had a way to make money, do you think I would still be squatting on the roadside with that group of people and doing business with robbery?" Wu Yuan said helplessly.

Zhang Yaohua nodded, "You are not a material for robbing Taoism!"

"That's right, if I have great skills, I will go to collect protection fees." Wu Yuan nodded in frustration.

"Let's go outside and take a walk, and you can always find a suitable way to make money." Zhang Jiaohua thought for a while and said.

Wu Yuan didn't want to go, and he didn't dare not go. He had to follow Zhang Yaohua honestly.

After walking out of the Huluzhuan alley, Wu Yuan suddenly thought of a place to go.

"If you want to make money quickly, there is another place to do it besides the bank."

"Where is it? Forget it if you break the law." Zhang Yaohua didn't want to do anything too much.

"Panjiayuan. Antique Street in Beijing. If you have a good vision and find an antique from the street stall, you will immediately become rich." Wu Yuan once had a dream of getting rich, but later his dream naturally became empty, and he gave away all the money left by the old man and the old lady to marry him. Fortunately, Zeng Lei came back at that time, otherwise the house would have to be sold by him.

"Is that right? Then go over and take a look." Zhang Yaohua said.

The old Taoist priest did not teach Zhang Yaohua to identify antiques, so Zhang Yaohua naturally unlikely to make money by making money from antiques. If he plunged in like Wu Yuan, he would lose as much money as he did. Zhang Yaohua was not as unresisting as Wu Yuan. After all, he was a practitioner of Taoism and still had strong resistance to the temptation of these external objects.

But Wu Yuan couldn't do it. From the beginning of entering Pan's home, he couldn't move.

"You have lost a lot here, right?" Zhang Yaohua suddenly said.

"Well. I lost a lot. Hum? How do you know?" Wu Yuan was able to come back to his senses.

"Isn't this obvious? You don't know anything and are so fascinated. It would be strange if you don't lose money." Zhang Yaohua smiled.

Wu Yuan grabbed his head, "That's to pay tuition. I'm an expert now. If I have the capital now, I will definitely get rich soon."

"Don't look at me, I won't be fooled. Lending money to you to buy antiques is the same as throwing it into a river. Huh." Zhang Jiaohua saw a set of medical boxes. In his dream, the old Taoist priest was sick. Chengdao went to invite a doctor, and the doctor carried a set of such boxes.

"This is an old object. The ancient Chinese medicine practitioners recited this kind of medical box. This box is very particular and has many mechanisms. Don't touch it randomly. If it breaks it, you can't afford to compensate." The stall owner looked at Zhang Yaohua and Wu Yuan. No matter how he looked, the two of them seemed to be watching the fun.

Zhang Yaohua was not interested in the box, but when he saw it, he suddenly thought about what he could change to make money. Although he had never studied traditional Chinese medicine, the Meishan Shui Method was originally a medical skill that was a system of its own system. He had obtained the true inheritance of the Meishan Shui Master. With his Taoism, he would naturally be better than ordinary traditional Chinese medicine.

"How much does a medical box cost?" Zhang Yaohua asked.

"This is an antique, it's useless for your child to buy such things." The stall owner was not worried about whether it was useful or not, but about Zhang Yaohua having no money.

"You are the one who asks you how much money, but you won't die if you say it." Wu Yuan was also very dissatisfied with the stall owner's attitude.

"You! You can't afford it even if you say it." The stall owner said disdainfully.

"Don't use provocation, just say how much you want. I'll want it if it's right." Zhang Yaohua's face also pulled down.

"This is an old object, its quality and craftsmanship can cost 1,000 yuan. You two can't afford it." The stall owner wanted to sarcastically say a few words, but looking at Zhang Yaohua's eyes, he didn't know what was going on, and felt a little guilty. (To be continued.)
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