Chapter 97 Damn it! This young man
Chapter 95: Damn it! This young man
There is a small market on the path from Yaqian Town to Zhaojia Village.
On the outskirts of the small market, close to the road, a fortune-telling stall was placed there abruptly but very conspicuously.
The old Taoist sitting in the fortune-telling stall had a tattered robe full of stains and a somewhat unpleasant smell. His triangular eyes were slightly narrowed, and his thick lips were like two hot dog sausages when they came together.
He smoothed his beard and sat in the stall with a calm expression, looking at the countless passers-by who passed by without stopping to make a fortune, feeling anxious in his heart.
If we don’t open today, we will have no choice but to drink from the northwest wind.
Squeak.
At this time, on the main road not far away, two Maybachs drove slowly.
The old man squinted his triangular eyes and thought to himself: This looks like he is a rich man. If the man who drives this car comes to me to make a fortune and make him happy, and just give me a little tip, it will be enough for this poor man. I went to the bathing center late to save the sentient beings trapped in the Kun state.
But what Lao Dao didn't expect was that the two Maybachs really stopped.
Moreover, an old man, two young people, and two people who looked like bodyguards got out of two Maybachs and were walking towards their stall.
Damn it...
Grandmaster appears? Master Tao, can my wishes come true?
The old man suppressed the excitement and excitement in his heart, pretended to be calm, and calmly smoothed his beard with his hands.
"Taoist, are you accurate in fortune telling?" The speaker was a little boy who looked like he was still underage.
"You guy, I think you deserve a beating again!" The girl raised her hand to hit her, but then she couldn't do it. Instead, she turned her head and looked at the old Taoist: "This Taoist priest, my grandfather wants to Let me tell you a fortune.”
As he spoke, he guided the old man behind him to the stall.
The old Taoist nodded silently and looked at the old man calmly.
He briefly looked at the old man's facial features, stretched out his hand and said: "Please sit down, I wonder what this layman wants to do?"
Liang Jianzhong smiled: "Taoist Master, I'm going to do something today. I want to do some calculations to see if this thing can be done in the end?"
On the way to Zhaojiacun, he accidentally saw such a fortune-telling stall and asked the driver to stop the car and come over to have a fortune telling.
As he got older, he began to believe in these things more and more. Every time he met someone, he would choose to make a calculation. Of course, as long as they were not too obvious charlatans, he was willing to listen to what these people said.
Who makes these people speak nicely?
The old Taoist nodded with a calm expression, but there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart.
What fortune tellers most hope to encounter is fortune tellers. Anyway, as long as the fortune teller tells what he wants, then there must be some unfavorable factors in the process of expressing things, and these factors will affect the final result of the matter, but What the factors are and how to avoid them, the veteran himself doesn’t even know.
"What this layman has to do is related to fundamental matters?" the old Taoist asked again.
The words just fell.
Liang Chao, who had spoken before, joked: "Grandpa, I told you that what these fortune tellers say are all clichés, and it's also about the fundamentals. Life and death are fundamental, and getting rich is also fundamental. Anyway, everything can be done with the word fundamental." As far as the relationship is concerned, he is right no matter what.”
Then, he clasped his hands in front of him: "That Zhang Hao is the same, he can actually talk about wheels, just like a magic stick."
"Xiaochao, what did I tell you?" Liang Jianzhong's expression changed, and he turned around to scold his grandson.
Liang Qian directly raised her hand, pretending to hit her: "I think you deserve a beating!"
The old Taoist sitting in the fortune-telling stall was stunned, looking at the group of people in a daze, and asked in a daze: "Just now, the Zhang Hao that the young layman mentioned... is Zhang Hao from Zhaojiacun?"< br>
Liang Jianzhong was also stunned: "Do you know this Taoist priest?"
The old Taoist nodded and shook his head: "We have met several times by fate. Are you looking for Zhang Hao?"
"Exactly." Liang Jianzhong said: "What I do is what I asked Zhang Hao to do."
The old man looked at the old man in front of him, then at the two Maybachs parked not far away, then at the crutch in the old man's hand and his outfit.
His Adam's apple surged up and down, and his small triangular eyes gradually enlarged.
Damn it! This young man...
A few days ago, he woke up the vegetative person with three hammers, but now the news has spread, and a wealthy businessman has come to him for help?
This young man is really awesome and knows how to make money better than himself.
"Taoist Priest, since you know this Brother Zhang, do you think I can accomplish this?" Liang Jianzhong asked with a smile. The old Taoist smoothed his beard and beard, waved the dust in his hand, moved his mouth a few times, and finally smiled bitterly for a long time: "That Zhang Hao... is indeed quite capable. Even if you are a Taoist master, I am ashamed of myself. This layman, please go. , Pindao’s humble tricks are not conspicuous.”
……
Bang, bang, bang.
The road leading to Zhaojiacun is still full of potholes, and the wide tires kick up bursts of dust.
Cika...
This time...
Bang!
The Maybach's chassis made a sound of protest, and the whole car's constant downward undulations and shaking expressed strong dissatisfaction.
"What on earth did grandpa think? He brought us to this village today. Why did he insist on taking us with him?" Liang Chao clasped his hands in front of him and pouted.
Liang Qian crossed her legs, supported her chin with one hand, and looked out the window: "It's better than staying in the hotel and playing games. At least you can look at these mountains and the scenery."
"Hey, what's there to see here?" Liang Chao glanced at her, and then said: "I would rather stay in the hotel and do nothing than come to this shabby place. What's more, the man named Zhang Hao... He is just a liar, I don’t know what grandpa thinks, and the old man today is even more of a liar. He also said that Zhang Hao is very powerful. I see, they are in the same group!”
"You, can't you save grandpa some trouble?" Liang Qian smiled: "Also, although what Zhang Hao said is a bit mysterious, there is no guarantee that he is a liar. What if he can really find something? "Let's go "Can wild ginseng cure grandpa's disease?"
Then, she thought for a moment and added: "But the old Taoist priest I met today must be a liar, but he also said that Zhang Hao is very powerful, but from the looks of it, they shouldn't be in a group, right? After all, How does Zhang Hao know that we will go to fortune telling? He can’t know our movements all the time. This is unreasonable.”
Liang Chao was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to refute. After thinking about it, he raised his hand and said: "Anyway, if Zhang Hao can find the so-called "walking mountain ginseng", he can let me see the ginseng on the ground with my own eyes." In the scene of running away, I can call him grandpa!”
Liang Qian spread her hands and didn't answer.
During the conversation, Maybach stopped.
Liang Chao and Liang Qian couldn't wait to get out of the car, but they were not so curious about Zhaojia Village and wanted to get out of the car and have a look at the village. They just wanted to get out of the car and have a look at the village. It was just because their buttocks were about to burst from the car ride all the way.
"You can go find a place to play. If you don't want to play, just stay in the car." Liang Jianzhong leaned on crutches with both hands and was followed by two bodyguards.
Mayor Zhou didn't come today, and neither did the town leaders. Liang Jianzhong didn't let him follow him. He just wanted to come to the village today, just to have a look.
He looked at the lush mountains, the dense forests on the mountains, and the secluded paths leading into the mountains and forests.
Does the so-called "walking ginseng" really exist? And can "Zoushan Ginseng" really replace Tianheyuan and treat one's own hidden diseases?
And the Taoist priest he met today said that Zhang Hao was capable and that Zhang Hao was better than him, which made his impression of Zhang Hao even more vague.
Presumably, it is reasonable for the Taoist priest to know Zhang Hao, but as a Taoist priest, he actually said that others are better than him. If the Taoist priest is not Zhang Hao's trust, it is enough to prove that Zhang Hao is indeed capable and capable. ability.
But...he didn't know the truth of the matter.
It's like he doesn't know the existence of "Zoushan Ginseng", nor does he know what alternatives are available to Tianheyuan. He is neither a person who goes to the mountains to collect medicine, nor is he an old Chinese doctor who is proficient in medical skills. All he has is money. I can only use money to find opportunities for my own survival.
"Grandpa, aren't we going to be here all day today?" Liang Chao put his hands behind his head and frowned.
Liang Jianzhong glanced at his grandson, nodded, and waved his hand reassuringly: "Well, go play, I will let you know when it's time to eat."
The grandchildren have all grown up. Besides, the village is not big. It is impossible for them to escape and be called back with just a phone call. What's more, even if something happens, the two bodyguards he takes with him are not Vegetarian.
"What about you, grandpa?" Liang Qian asked.
Liang Jianzhong smiled: "I'm just wandering around the village."
Liang Chao turned around and returned to the car. As he got in the car, he said: "You guys go ahead. I would rather play games in the car all day. What is there to see in this shabby place? We will be there in just a few steps."
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"You know how to play games all day long, and one day you will be useless!" Liang Qian looked at her brother with hatred.
Liang Jianzhong looked at his granddaughter in a daze, and thought to himself: "This should be my word, right?"
He then coughed lightly: "Xiaochao, it's a good thing to do more activities. Don't indulge in games all day long. Study hard and help your dad manage the group in the future."
"Okay, you can go and play as you like, I'll go shopping by myself."
After saying that, he stopped paying attention to his grandson and granddaughter. He took two bodyguards and walked slowly along the path in the village.
"Grandpa, I'll go with you!" Liang Qian didn't wait for grandpa to go far, then stood beside him and helped him walk forward: "Grandpa, let Xiaochao stay alone in the car. Let’s play.”
Liang Jianzhong did not refute, just looked at his granddaughter and nodded: "Okay."
(End of chapter)