Hearing these words, Su Chunfeng frowned slightly: "I understand."
"Chunfeng..."
"Okay, try to contact less in the future." Su Chunfeng sighed softly and said, "You have a family now and your own job. Don't take practice too seriously, and don't fantasize about entering the Qimen River and living a good life.
Bar."
"oh."
Speaking of this, Su Chunfeng suddenly thought of something and said sincerely: "Teacher Qian, I personally have a suggestion, I hope you can think about it carefully."
"What?"
"Wang Qimin has just accepted an apprentice now. He is still young and has excellent qualifications. He will definitely teach him carefully." Su Chunfeng thought carefully and said slowly: "Although you are both qualifications and the foundation of your personal cultivation,
They are all outstanding, but after all, they are old and have a certain mind and are difficult to change... So I think that since you want to practice magic, you might as well be a disciple of Gong Hu. This person's cultivation is not lower than that of Wang Qimin, and
If you follow Gong Hu to practice magic, you will definitely achieve higher achievements in the future than if you follow Wang Qimin to practice magic."
Qian Ming said in surprise: "How can this work? I have already worshipped Wang Qimin as my teacher."
"It's totally feasible. As long as you are willing, Wang Qimin will never be dissatisfied, or even be very happy." Su Chunfeng smiled and said, "And Gong Hu is also happy to accept you as his disciple."
"No." Qian Ming refused flatly and said, "Wouldn't that be laughed at by Gong Hu? I don't like seeing his proud face."
Su Chunfeng said helplessly: "You think it carefully yourself, goodbye."
"Oh, goodbye."
...
After hanging up the phone, Su Chunfeng turned around and returned to the office. Seeing his father sitting on the sofa, squinting his eyes and dozing like he was drinking, he smiled and said, "Dad, you drank a lot of wine at noon, go back to the bedroom to rest for a while.
”
"Ah, I'm really a little dizzy." Su Cheng opened his eyes, got up and walked out with a smile.
Su Chunfeng sat behind his father's desk, leaned on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought. He knew that Wang Qimin had not yet talked to Qian Ming about the magic practiced as a trick, let alone
When it comes to tricks, it is a existence that is feared and hostile by Qimen Jianghu. Wang Qimin will only repeatedly warn Qian Ming not to use magic easily, and try not to have any conflicts and conflicts with Qimen Jianghu Warlock, etc.
Qian Ming, who is very righteous and passionate, will he feel regretful when he knows the embarrassing position of tricks in the Qimen River and Lake in the future, so he is carrying powerful tricks but cannot show off his skills?
Will you have some kind of complaints or even grudge against Su Chunfeng in your heart?
The answer is yes.
Because Qian Ming is different from Su Chunfeng in his previous life.
When Su Chunfeng first came into contact with magic, he was purely curiosity and obsessed with mysterious magic. He did not know that there was a Qimen River and the world, nor did he know the disadvantages of tricks. Moreover, Su Chunfeng was only fourteen years old when he practiced magic.
In the year, the mind and nature are not mature enough to be able to consider many things reasonably.
But what about Qian Ming?
He is 32 years old this year, with a mature and stable mind, absolutely independent thinking, and also knows the existence of Qimen River and Lake, and has also experienced warlock fighting...
Therefore, Su Chunfeng didn't want Qian Ming to follow Wang Qimin to practice tricks again.
Anyway, Wang Qimin already has an excellent apprentice, so there is no need to worry about his tricks losing their inheritance.
But now it seems that the road is ready and it is difficult to change.
Su Chunfeng sighed lightly and said to himself: "Well, anyway, I'm talking ugly things ahead. Even if Qian Ming regrets it in the future, he can't blame me anymore."
...
The sensation caused by the admission to Beijing University will soon pass.
Su Chunfeng, who had nothing to do for the time being, still chose to live in his old house in Hetang Village. The reason is naturally that the countryside is much quieter than that in Wantong Logistics Park, which is easier to practice.
Moreover, his personal personality is also inclined to be quiet.
At around 5 o'clock that afternoon, he was called by Li Zhichao to the pig farm.
The pig farm is located on the edge of the canal in the south of the village and covers an area of four and a half acres.
On the three-meter-high wall, a circle of dense and sharp broken glass slags was fixed with cement, and the purpose was naturally to prevent theft. In the field, all three rows of pig pens in Tongchang were made of simple gypsum board as ceilings, with large and small inside.
More than 900 commercial pigs and more than 40 sows were raised. In the northeast corner of the pig farm, four bungalows were built in front of the pig farm gate, one of which was Li Zhichao's personal office and dormitory.
"Chunfeng, I'm really embarrassed." Li Zhichao, who was so busy that he was sweating, wiped his face and said, "The guys in the field have something to do in the family, one of them is still on the night shift. As soon as he catches up, there is a customer in the county.
I wanted to send a few pigs over, but I was worried that I could not be busy. It was too late to check out the bill and it was not safe to come back. All of our buddies went out to work but didn't come back. I thought you were at home, so I helped me go with you.
How about sending pigs to the county town?”
Su Chunfeng responded happily: "No problem."
"Brother, I won't say much if you are polite." Li Zhichao waved his hand and strode out: "Go, pretend to be a pig."
In the row of passages south of the stinking pig farm, there was a farm diesel tricycle parked. Seven fat pigs with an average of more than 200 kilograms were tied up and were still behind the tricycle. Two big men with big waists and round waists were
, and there was also a woman in her forties standing next to her.
"Come on, Uncle Wang, Brother Xu, Aunt Fourth, today is a talented man who was admitted to Beijing University in our village to do this job." Li Zhichao said carelessly: "Damn, these pigs are lucky,
As soon as the talented man who asked Wenquxing to come to the earth to send them to the last journey, I have to cut a few kilograms of ribs and bring them back to eat, and I can still get some talent..."
"Get out of you." Su Chunfeng kicked him.
All of them laughed.
He was busy loading a few pigs into the car. Li Zhichao was responsible for driving. Su Chunfeng jumped into the car and squatted on the edge and grabbed the front gear. The tricycle was filled with black smoke, amid the dissatisfied humming of the fat pigs.
Drive out of the pig farm.
When I arrived at a slaughterhouse near Nanguan Farmers' Market in Jinzhou County, the sunset was setting in the west.
Su Chunfeng started his hand without any stinking, and with Li Zhichao and market customers, he unloaded a few pigs and weighed them. Then, he successfully settled the accounts with Li Zhichao and borrowed water pipes in the slaughterhouse to put the tricycle on.
After rushing, the two of them also washed it briefly, and drove the smelly agricultural tricycle and left the slaughterhouse and drove towards the national highway to the west.
As soon as he arrived at National Highway 107, he didn't drive far away, and the cell phone in Su Chunfeng's pocket rang.
He took out and looked at the call, stood on the tricycle and pressed the answer button in the wind and attached it to his ear, shouting loudly, "Hello, who?"
"Su Da Caizi, how are you doing lately?"
Su Chunfeng said loudly and laughed and cried: "Squad leader, don't bring such a sarcastic person."
"Actually, I don't know how to contact you for so long. Has you forgotten all of us ordinary students after being admitted to Peking University?" Huang Yiyu said angrily.
"Where can it be?"
"Why is the noise that is so loud?"
"I'm sitting on the three horses."
"No wonder." Huang Yiyu muttered, and then said loudly: "Hey, do you have time to come to the county now? Haifei and I were at the Donglaishun Hotel at the intersection of Gucheng Road and Xinmin Street...
…Come here and have a meal together, we can wait for you.”
Su Chunfeng wanted to refuse, but since Wang Haifei was there, he said, "Come on, Li Zhichao and I are in the county town, and we will be there in a while."
"Is that so good? Come here quickly. This is my mobile phone number. If you can't find it, call me anytime."
"Okay." Su Chunfeng shouted, "Zhichao, is there anything wrong with going back tonight?"
"No, what's wrong?" Li Zhichao said loudly.
Su Chunfeng smiled and said, "Do you remember Huang Yiyu?"
"Ah, our school beauties, of course I remember."
"Welcome me to dinner, Haifei is here, let's go together." Su Chunfeng said happily: "The Donglaishun Hotel at the intersection of Gucheng Road and Xinmin Street."
Li Zhichao slowly pulled aside in a tricycle, looked at Su Chunfeng, and then looked at himself. Amid the loud noise of the diesel engine, he grinned and said loudly: "I said, man, we just finished delivering the pig, and we were smelly all over.
Yes, you don’t even have to change your clothes, and you still have the image of ours. Do you think it’s appropriate now?”
Both of them are now wearing slippers, shorts, and vests...
This image is really not very good.
However, Su Chunfeng waved his hand indifferently and said, "What's the matter? You don't have to see acquaintances. Go to the gas station in front to wash it well."
"Central!" Li Zhichao nodded immediately and drove to the gas station in front of him.
...
Donglaishun Hotel, located at the intersection of Gucheng Road and Xinmin Street, is naturally not the old brand in Beijing. It is just a hotel in Jinzhou County that wants to attract customers through the name of "Donglaishun". However, in Jinzhou County, this three-storey company
The restaurant on the floor is of medium-sized quality, and it mainly sells hot pot.
Although it was midsummer, the hot pot business in the hotel was particularly good.
With the increasing per capita income, people's consumption levels and consumption concepts are constantly changing. No, I don't know when it started, but people in Jinzhou County like to drink cold beer and eat barbecue in the summer.
Then, with hot pot... I also called this a nickname that will inevitably have some impure meaning after the Internet is popularized in the near future, but now it sounds like a high-end, atmospheric and high-end one - the two heavens of ice and fire.
It was already dark.
The burning clouds in the west seemed to be overwhelmed and were pressed above the horizon, and seemed to sink below the horizon at any time.
Seven or eight cars and several motorcycles have been parked outside the Donglaishun Hotel.
Twist...
The smelly agricultural tricycle roared outside the hotel door with black smoke and stopped by the roadside.
Su Chunfeng jumped out of the car, Li Zhichao turned off the engine and got out of the car, pulled out the shaking handle and carried it in his hand, and walked into the hotel with Su Chunfeng with a relaxed and comfortable look.
"Zhichao, we're here by driving." Su Chunfeng joked.
"That's it." Li Zhichao turned the shaking handle in his hand seriously and said proudly: "Look at our car keys, we can shake the door with several streets!"
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PS: Khan, the monthly tickets are not in progress but retreating, it’s down. Please give me a monthly ticket!!!