After Zhuo Jun finished speaking, the room fell into a brief silence.

After a long while, Fang Zhengyuan let out a long sigh, woke up from his heartbeat, and said with some emotion: "...My dear nephew, if it weren't for today's meal, I really don't know that we always talk about it.

There is such a profound knowledge about health preservation. Its rise and fall, its success and failure, have a long history. It is almost a microcosm of China's cultural inheritance for thousands of years! It has benefited a lot! Your Majesty, and my nephew, you are really a treasure-level person.

, My dear nephew, I wonder what Fang Ke’s plans are after the matter is over, and whether he is interested in teaching at the Normal University..."

As Fang Zhengyuan was speaking, over there, Guo Zhengguo, who was sweating profusely and as sluggish as a sculpture, suddenly stood up, raised his thick eyebrows, took two steps in three steps, walked to Zhuo Jun, and bowed deeply with a ninety-degree bow:

"As the ancients said, you will die if you hear the Tao in the morning! Today's words from Teacher Zhuo are like a thunder to me, Guo Zhengguo, and have the effect of enlightenment. I have accumulated many years of study and exploration by myself.

Some confusions, limitations, mistakes, confusion, and narrow-mindedness were fully exposed in front of Teacher Zhuo's wise words. However, this is the happiest day for me! Before, when it came to food and health, I was like a person wandering in the dark.

Those who are successful can only do it with love and courage. At this moment, thanks to Teacher Zhuo, I suddenly gained the joy of seeing the light."

Guo Zhengguo said, gradually becoming excited, "But I am not satisfied with just seeing the light. I hope to use my own efforts to truly learn about food and health care in depth and detail. I don't ask for great achievements, but I hope I can bless my peace and harmony."

People around me, and more importantly, I hope that I will have the opportunity to contribute a small amount to the inheritance and development of food nutrition in the future. Therefore, I also ask Teacher Zhuo to teach me!"

What does it mean?

While Zhuo Jun and Fang Zhengyuan were in a daze, Guo Zhengguo suddenly fell towards Zhuo Jun without any warning and shouted: "Teacher Zhuo, please accept me as your disciple!"

"I can't help it. Secretary Guo, get up quickly."

Zhuo Jun made a move in the blink of an eye, holding Guo Zhengguo firmly with his right arm to prevent him from bowing anymore. Being pulled by Zhuo Jun seemingly casually, Guo Zhengguo only felt a strong force coming towards him. He didn't understand what was going on, but found out

He had already stood up, and his desire to become a disciple became stronger for a while, and he said eagerly: "Teacher Zhuo, why not? I am sincere!"

"Secretary Guo..." Zhuo Jun didn't expect this kind of thing to happen at all. He originally thought that Guo Zhengguo was a good person and quite enthusiastic, so he gave him some pointers to prevent him from groping blindly and taking too many detours.

To think that he would actually have such an unbelievable idea! To accept a disciple? He really has never thought about it, let alone a disciple at such an old age!

"I can understand your mood, Lao Guo." On the side, Fang Zhengyuan couldn't help but advise: "It's okay for each other to learn from each other and prove each other, but, to put it bluntly, your age is already Zhuo Jun's.

Grandpa, if you want to become a disciple, how will you ask Zhuo Jun to behave in front of you and me in the future? This is unreasonable!"

"Why not! The ancients said: A teacher is the one who preaches the Tao, learns the Tao, and solves doubts. If you are born before me, you must have heard the Tao before me, and I have learned from you; if you are born after me, if you have heard the Tao before me, you must have learned the Tao before me.

, I am here to learn from him...there is no noble or humble, neither long nor young. Where the Tao exists, the teacher exists. Although Teacher Zhuo is young, in the way of health preservation, he is enough to be my teacher, Guo Zhengguo! Fang

Brother, please stop trying to persuade me, a good teacher is hard to find, I must take Teacher De Zhuo as my teacher!"

Guo Zhengguo's temper got worse, he blew his beard and glared.

Yes, even "The Master's Theory" has come out, but no matter what, this apprentice cannot be accepted. Zhuo Jun said in a hurry: "...I can't be the master of this. I must have the consent of my master."

"Then, where is Master now and how to contact him? I will send a driver there tomorrow!"

Who is your master? Zhuo Jun rolled his eyes and continued: "Master Xianyun Yehe never brings modern communication tools. She usually contacts me."

"Then, how often do you contact your master?"

"Sometimes it's five or six months, sometimes it's three or two years."

"..."

Later, Fang Zhengyuan helped, and Zhuo Jun persuaded Guo Zhengguo to temporarily stop Guo Zhengguo's idea of ​​becoming a disciple. In order to prevent him from having the idea again, Zhuo Jun had no choice but to reluctantly give up the table full of delicious food and evacuate early.

In the next few days, life went on in an orderly manner. The relationship between Zhuo Jun and his colleagues in the office was not good, but it was still reasonable. It was the almost incomprehensible narcissism of Fu Yeye, who was known as "the most beautiful teacher in Building 4".

, making Zhuo Jun dumbfounded.

Zhuo Jun arrived early, and she understood that Zhuo Jun came just to meet her alone. Zhuo Jun arrived late, and she thought it was a cover-up of shyness. Zhuo Jun stood, and she felt that he was peeking at her affectionately. Zhuo Jun sat down,

She concluded that she was silently sketching out her longing for her after looking at her... Even one day, Zhuo Jun went to the bathroom twice more, and she seriously reviewed whether she was dressed too sexy today! Oh, using her hands so frequently... on him

My health is not good either!

Fang Yi seems to be very busy and tired recently, and her face looks tired when she comes home every day. Therefore, although the two of them don't like each other, they don't have any more head-on conflicts.

As for the teaching work, it is also going very well. Most of the students in Zhongzhou Experimental Middle School come from well-off intellectual families. Their family education environment has determined that since they were young, they have persisted in teaching Zhuo Jun even under Fang Ke's coercion and inducement.

They carried out stubborn resistance and small-scale harassment, but it was limited to the classroom. As a result, these little tricks that had been tried and tested by ordinary teachers not only had no corresponding effect, but instead made Teacher Zhuo's legend and awesomeness even more serious!

After the last fumigation treatment, Zhuo Jun has ruled out the possibility that Fang Ke is suffering from a proteinaceous disease. Now, according to the original plan, she wakes up on time at 5:30 every morning to "calm up" and "vomit".

", "Guide", although Fang Ke has a changeable personality and finds new ways to stir up trouble in Zhuo Jun's class every day, but when it comes to her own health, she is very cooperative.

Zhuo Jun estimated that based on the progress this week, it would take at most a month to diagnose the cause.

On Saturday morning, Zhuo Jun drove to the teachers' apartment complex to make an appointment with Guo Zhengguo for his first "guidance" treatment. Although Guo Zhengguo and the single apartment arranged for him by Luo Dazhi belonged to the same community, they were far apart.

Farther away, Guo Zhengguo is located in an old duplex building at the back. Because it was built relatively early, there is a row of tall weeping willows and a small pond in front of the building. It is very beautiful under the gentle autumn breeze.

"Xie Mei, Xie Mei, Teacher Zhuo is here!"

Guo Zhengguo was on the fourth floor. As soon as Zhuo Jun stepped out of the elevator, Guo Zhengguo, who had been waiting outside the door, started shouting inside.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuo Jun saw an aunt with grey-haired and kind-hearted eyes, wearing a bib and walking out of the door. Although her face was slightly older, she was full of energy, dressed in simple and neat clothes, and had a calm and capable temperament.

Zhuo Jun thought to himself that this must be Guo Zhengguo's wife, Xie Mei, the former director of the Political Department of the Yinshui District Public Security Bureau. Logically speaking, Xie Mei is only three years older than Guo Zhengguo, but now she looks like she is completely different.

I am six or seven years old. It seems that public security work is indeed the most difficult and exhausting job!

"Hello, Secretary Guo. Hello, Auntie Xie."

"Welcome Teacher Xiaozhuo. You don't know that Lao Guo has been talking about you since he came back from dinner that night. He has been praising you so much that my ears are calloused. But don't say it yet.

Lao Guo's shoulder hasn't hurt much since he was pinched by you. It's really amazing. I haven't helped him wash his face and dress these past few days. Alas, I haven't seen him so happy for a long time. Auntie is sincerely grateful.

You, you are so vain that we won’t come. I, Xie Mei, let me know today. From now on, this will be your own home. If you want to live in, have a room, or improve the food, call me at any time. Money is tight, and thirty or tens of thousands is still enough.

You can get it!"

Xie Mei stepped forward, took Zhuo Jun's arm, and said very enthusiastically.

I have to say that Xie Mei's loving and hearty style made Zhuo Jun feel very cordial and comfortable, so he smiled and said: "Auntie, this is what you said. When the time comes, I will start messing around and having fun.

If you drink and live here, don’t regret luring a wolf into your house!”

"Good boy, Auntie likes your temperament. Unlike Lao Guo, apart from showing off about studying, you can't do anything for a long time."

Xie Mei laughed and patted Zhuo Jun's arm. Although he was old, he was very strong with his hands. It actually caused him a little pain. "Okay, Lao Guo, you guys chat first while Auntie goes to the kitchen to make some."

Hard food, the three of us will have a few drinks together at noon!"

As soon as Xie Mei entered the kitchen, Zhuo Jun immediately gave a thumbs up to Guo Zhengguo who was speechless and said: "Aunt Xie is really a hero among women! Just with this free and easy energy without any sloppiness, Secretary Guo, you are the best in the world.

More than 90% of men are happy!"

Guo Zhengguo is a standard traditional man. Although he is somewhat proud of himself in his heart, on the surface he is very tense. After a few words of humility, he led Zhuo Jun to the study room.

The study room is small in size and very simple. Its biggest feature is that there are many books. In the whole room, three walls are actually made into bookshelves, filled with books. This is not enough. There is only a mahogany desk in the room.

On the top, one-third of the place is stacked with books that have been frequently read recently.

What is a study? This is a study!

Zhuo Jun walked around in admiration and randomly picked out a few books from the three bookshelves. He found that although he covered a wide range of books, they were generally within the scope of traditional culture. He couldn't help but sigh, no wonder Secretary Guo

When I usually speak, I quote countless scriptures from my family. It turns out that I read them like this day after day, year after year.

After browsing, when he looked back, he found that Guo Zhengguo had put on a brand new Tang suit at some point, and on the mahogany desk in the middle, a cup of hot tea had been brewed. There was also a red cloth covering on the right side of the teacup.

A round tray, I don’t know what’s inside.

Guo Zhengguo's expression was somewhat solemn at this time. He pointed to the mahogany chair next to him and said, "Teacher Zhuo, please sit down first."

Zhuo Jun didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd. After sitting down according to his words, an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

Guo Zhengguo played the Tang suit, walked over, picked up the round tray, walked back to Zhuo Jun, bowed deeply, and then gently opened the red cloth covering it.
Chapter completed!