80s Taoism

Cultivation has had four basic requirements for the "Faculty and Land of the Dharma" since ancient times, and none of them are indispensable. It can be seen that financial resources are also a very important basic condition for a monk. Zhang Biaohua made the Biyu Xianyin, and there is actually no problem with finances.

However, Zhang Jiaohua wants to experience the warmth and coldness of the world through this way of entering the world, and find the real avenue, so he wants to completely enter the society as an ordinary person. So he didn't want to get money from the bank card he carried with him. Instead, I want to make money like ordinary people.

Zeng Lei knew that he couldn't beat Zhang Biaohua, but when he saw a master, he was a little bit happy. "Can I ask you, you should not be very old, how did you develop your martial arts?"

"I started practicing Kung Fu at the age of seven, and I practiced the authentic Meishan Kungfu, which is naturally different from your superficial Kungfu." Zhang Jiaohua is not modest at all in this respect.

Zeng Lei was irritated by Zhang, but there is no way to refute it. The special forces teach some superficial skills, "Although it is superficial, we can still win the battle on the battlefield and kill the enemy."

"Fortunately, you haven't met a master, otherwise you won't be able to stand here and talk to me." Zhang Jiaohua didn't care about the anger in Zeng Lei's tone.

Zeng Lei couldn't beat it again, but couldn't talk about it, and he was so angry that he was ready to leave.

Wu Yuan was so anxious that he was about to cry, and finally found Zeng Lei, but he was not his opponent at all. Not only did he fail to subdue others, but instead threw himself directly to others.

"Brother Zeng, should I stay at your house for a while?" Wu Yuan looked at Zeng Lei with begging eyes.

"While going, your home is so spacious, why squeeze in my place? You hurry up and find something serious to do." Zeng Lei glanced at Zhang Jiaohua, turned and walked towards the door.

When he walked to the door, Zeng Lei reluctantly turned around and asked, "Are you master monks, can't you join the army and contribute to your country?"

"I haven't heard of it." Zhang Jiahua scratched his head. He really hadn't heard of such a thing. However, will the monk masters run to serve as soldiers?

"Oh." Zeng Lei finally left.

Wu Yuan also wanted to follow, but Zhang begged, "Fatty! Do you want to leave like this?"

"You, you are an expert in cultivating Taoism, I am just a fart, can you just let me go?" Wu Yuan said with a smiley face.

"Fatty man, I have no time to laugh with you. Come here quickly." Zhang Jiaohua said.

"What's the matter? I tell you, even if Brother Zeng can't help you, don't want to stand on my head and shit." Wu Yuan said boldly.

"I don't have such a hobby. If you like it, I can throw you into the toilet." Zhang Jiaohua walked directly to Wu Yuan and kicked him on the **** without much effort.

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

"Do you know how to get the money fast?" Zhang Jiaohua asked.

"Grab the bank. With your skill, it is the fastest to rob the bank." Wu Yuan added.

Zhang Jiaohua raised his fist, "I have the ability to grab a bank?"

"But if you ask me, isn't it for nothing? If I have a way to make money, do you think I will still be squatting on the side of the road with the group of people, doing business?" Wu Yuan said helplessly.

Zhang Biaohua nodded, "You are not the material of the robbery!"

"That is, if I have great abilities, I ran to collect protection fees." Wu Yuan nodded frustratedly.

"Go, go outside, 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 didn't dare not go. Had to follow Zhang Jiaohua honestly.

Walking out of the Hutong Hutong, Wu Yuan suddenly thought of a place to go.

"In terms of fast money, there is another place besides the bank."

"Where? Just forget it if you break the law." Zhang Jiaohua didn't want to do something violent.

"Panjiayuan. Antique Street in Beijing. If you have a good eye and find an antique from the stall, you will immediately become rich." Wu Yuan once had a dream of getting rich, but then naturally the dream came to nothing, and the old man became old. All the money his wife left for him to marry his wife was given away. Fortunately, Zeng Lei came back at that time, otherwise the house would have to be sold by him.

"Really? Then go and see." Zhang Jiaohua said.

The veteran Taoist priest didn't teach Zhang Biaohua to identify antiques. Naturally, Zhang Biaohua is unlikely to make money from antiques. If he were just like Wu Yuan and plunged into it, he would lose all the money in it. Zhang Biaohua is not as unresisting temptation like Wu Yuan. After all, he is a cultivator, and he is extremely resistant to the temptation of these foreign objects.

But Wu Yuan couldn't do it. From the moment he walked into Pan's home, he couldn't move.

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

"Well. It's a lot of loss. Huh? How do you know?" Wu Yuan was able to recover.

"Is it unclear? You don't understand anything, and you are so obsessed with it. It's strange if you don't lose your life." Zhang Jiaohua smiled.

Wu Yuan scratched his head, "That was to pay the tuition. Now I am an expert. If I have the capital now, I will definitely get rich soon."

"Don't look at me, I won't be fooled. Lending you money to buy antiques is the same as throwing it in the river. Huh." Zhang Jiaohua saw a set of medical kits. In the dream, the old Taoist was ill, and Cheng Dao invited a doctor, and the doctor carried a set of such boxes on his back.

"This is an old thing. Ancient Chinese medicine practitioners carry such a medical box. This box is very particular, and there are many organs in it. Don't touch it randomly. If it breaks, you can't afford it." The stall The Lord looked at Zhang Jiaohua, and then at Wu Yuan. No matter how you looked, the duo seemed to be watching the show~www.wuxiahere.com~ Zhang Jiaohua was not interested in the box, but when he saw this box, he suddenly thought of it. What can be changed to make money. Although he has never studied Chinese medicine, the Meishan Shui Method is also a self-contained medical technique. He got the true inheritance of Meishan Navy. With his Taoism, naturally it will only be stronger than ordinary Chinese medicine.

"How much is the medical box?" Zhang Biaohua asked.

"This is an antique. It's useless for your children to buy such things." The stall owner was not worried about usefulness or uselessness, but worried that Zhang Jiaohua would have no money.

"You guy, ask how much you are, and you won't die if you say it." Wu Yuan was also very dissatisfied with the attitude of the stall owner.

"You! You can't afford it." The stall owner said disdainfully.

"Don't use the aggressive method, you can say as much as you want. I want it if it suits you." Zhang Jiaohua's expression also pulled down.

"This is an old object, this fineness, this craftsmanship, it costs a lot. You two can't afford it." The stall owner originally wanted to ridicule a few words, but looking at Zhang Huahua's eyes, he didn't know what was going on. , I feel a little guilty. (To be continued.)