Peng Xiaoping made a sudden attack on Tang Lin. Tang Lin took what she just said as a joke. Ten thousand yuan was either more or less. With the relationship between him and Peng Xiaoping, he would definitely not choose a stone for others. Besides,
He is a complete layman, and the stone gambling industry is very deep. Experts have lost their fortunes one after another, let alone him.
Tang Lin has never bought a lottery ticket since he was a child, because he never thought about getting rich overnight or achieving anything with luck. He always felt that luck was unreliable, just like a building built on a pile of bubbles.
After all, it won't last long, and the date of collapse will come at any time.
So he was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Peng Xiaoping, "Does that mean you are serious?" Peng Xiaoping stared at him, "What did you do just now? Did you turn a deaf ear to what I said? Of course I am serious!"
Tang Lin immediately shook his head, "I'm sorry, Teacher Peng, I don't bet on stones myself, so I don't understand this, so I can't make any suggestions."
Peng Xiaoping seemed to have known for a long time that he would refuse, so he pressed harder and harder, "You should know that you have to listen to me when you are alone with me. Father is your teacher, and I am also your teacher. The most basic thing is to respect teachers and respect them."
You know? So if the teacher asks you to bet on stones, you have to bet on stones."
Tang Lin said nothing, and immediately walked to the back, picked up the first stone on the left, carried it back, and then asked Calm Ru Shui Zhilan, "Boss, is this 10,000 yuan?"
Zhilan didn't even look at it, "Ten thousand yuan!" But Tang Lin felt that this stone was definitely not 10,000 yuan. He could see it, and laymen could also see it. It was obvious that the stones here in Zhilan were all high-end goods.
There are no low-end and high-end stones, but there are low-end and high-end ones in the doorway. Those who always think about getting rich by picking up a random stone on the roadside are simply more difficult than winning the lottery.
This 10,000 yuan stone is probably only for the internal price of old classmates and friends like Peng Xiaoping. A woman like Zhilan will definitely not care about this stone. She must have her own legendary story.
Tang Lin put the stone on the tree root tea table, "This is it!" Peng Xiaoping was a little angry, "If you take this piece, it's probably the worst-looking one in this room. You are really an amateur."
But Zhilan smiled, "Haha, Xiaoping, you have a good sense and have never made a right bet in ten years. Maybe your luck will come in the eleventh year. I think this stone is unknown."
Zhilan used an unknown and mysterious four-word phrase. It had the artistic conception of what Buddhism says about the unspeakable and the unspeakable, and also had the style of a master. Tang Lin suddenly thought of Liang Xiaoying.
"Boss Zhilan, have you done any research on metaphysics?"
Zhilan paused, raised her hand and took a sip of tea, "Metaphysics? Haha, I'm just a layman, but how do you know that I study metaphysics?" Tang Lin sat down again, picked up the tea cup and drank it in one gulp. Zhilan was very good as a hostess.
The person who had the style immediately filled it up for him again, and Tang Lin drank three cups in a row.
"Because I know an old lady who studies metaphysics, and you seem to have something in common. If metaphysics is substituted for gambling on stones, then Boss Zhilan is undoubtedly a real master..."
Zhilan smiled lightly, "Haha, what kind of master? It's okay to miss frequently, but do you know why Peng Xiaoping comes to buy my stones every year? In fact, she doesn't want to hear those stories about getting rich overnight, she wants to hear my story.
She made mistakes a few times in the year and saw how much money she suffered and how much money she lost, so she felt very satisfied. I have to say that Peng Xiaoping is not a very well-behaved woman even though she is a teacher, haha."
Peng Xiaoping didn't expect that her friend for many years would expose her, and she was a little worried, but she couldn't be impatient and could only retreat in order to advance, "Haha, Zhilan, you are right. I am a layman myself. If any of our sisters inherit the
My father’s mantle, so why did my father make an exception to accept disciples at such an advanced age?”
She immediately brought the topic to Tang Lin. Originally, she brought Tang Lin to give Zhilan a test. After two brief confrontations, Peng Xiaoping knew that although she was impatient, she could not lose face at the critical moment and could not surrender to Tang Lin.
Lin is such a freak.
The reason why Tang Lin is said to be a freak is because his mother has always said that his father is a freak. She may be the only person who can see that Tang Lin's personality is very similar to his father.
She really can't help her father's character, but Zhilan is different. What scene has Zhilan not seen in so many years? Who hasn't seen it? Especially for men, she doesn't even look at them, and doesn't like them at all. She is completely
The celibacy!
Zhilan seemed to be very concerned about Peng Guoxing's acceptance of a disciple. Gujing Bubo's eyes finally felt a little relieved, but he only glanced at Tang Lin lightly, quickly, from top to bottom, and then withdrew his gaze and lowered his gaze.
He nodded and looked at the tea cup in his hand.
The color of the tea matched perfectly with the blue pattern on the outside of the celadon tea cup. Tang Lin suddenly thought, could it be that this Zhilan even uses different tea sets to drink different teas?
Haha, it really is like the behavior of the old and young of the Manchu nobles. He didn't know anything about this woman Zhilan, but the more he came into contact with her, the more strange and mysterious she seemed to her.
Tang Lin finally realized that Zhilan was the real person he wanted to deal with today. Peng Xiaoping knew that she couldn't do anything to him with her ability and temperament, so he found a strong foreign aid.
Zhilan still lowered her head, "Really? The teacher is accepting students again. He thought he would never have a third student in this life. The first two will not worry about it, haha."
Tang Lin felt even more wrong. There were three closed disciples? Didn't there only one die young? So who was the first one? Well, the first one should be this graceful and calm woman in front of him.
After all, he should be called Senior Sister? But why did she become a stone gambler? Why did she study metaphysics and no one ever heard of her?
Zhilan, Zhilan, it's really a good name if you savor it carefully. Peng Xiaoping suddenly became very excited and moved, "Zhilan, if my father has to accept a disciple, why can't you return to the Peng family? Why do you let me embarrass others? We
I love you as a sister, but this is the first time I have advised you on this matter in more than ten years!"
Zhilan remained as calm as water, "Haha, you're right not to say it. What if a person like me really inherits the teacher's mantle? You know I look quiet, but when I go crazy, there are few people in the capital who can stop me.
?I know that I have deep faults, so I quit voluntarily more than ten years ago. However, the teacher is still a teacher, because he has taught me for four years, and no one can deny this, so I have never left the teacher..."
Peng Xiaoping sighed after hearing this, and then pointed the finger at Tang Lin again, "Tang Lin, if you have the ability to invite Senior Sister back today, no one in our family will object to your entry, otherwise, no one in our family will agree!"