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"By the way, you have too many hobbies!" Lin Wan looked at Lu Zheng in disbelief, "Do you have a system?"

When Lu Zheng heard this, he staggered, "Aren't you reading martial arts novels? When did you start reading online books?"

"My mother can see it, why can't I?" Lin Wan complained, "Martial arts, medical skills, magic, calligraphy, piano... What other skills do you have that you haven't shown in front of me?"

"Tch, you are a policeman, what can I hide from you?" Lu Zheng joked with a smile.

"Are you sarcastic? You must be sarcastic, right?" Lin Wan narrowed her eyes.

Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Think about it carefully, what do these things have to do with each other?"

Lin Wan clenched her fists, and there was a crunching sound. Then she thought about it and said, "Is it all related to muscle control?"

Lu Zheng had a childish expression on his face, "There is also artistic conception."

"Impression?" Lin Wan asked.

"Is it easier to understand the artistic conception by simulating mountain climbing all day long?" Lu Zheng explained.

"Is it...?" Lin Wan expressed doubts.

"I won't talk about martial arts and medical skills. I have practiced them bit by bit over many years, bit by bit." Lu Zheng said seriously.

Jade Seal, "..."

"Well, that's right." Lin Wan nodded in approval.

"You know magic."

"Chi-" Lin Wan couldn't help but want to laugh when she thought about how the Japanese female magician was deceived and became lame.

"Artistic things like calligraphy and piano actually have the same purpose. It's just a matter of proficiency and emotional involvement." Lu Zheng explained, "Eighteen Styles of Danshan is much more difficult than writing and playing the piano.

In terms of artistic conception and movement control, I can even perform martial arts. Writing and playing the piano are also very scientific and reasonable, right?"

"Right...right?" Lin Wan thought about it, and it seemed to make sense.

This is more reasonable than making a nuclear bomb by hand at the beginning, right? If a college student makes a Gundam or a reactor by hand, it must be systematic!

"That's right, so theoretically speaking, after practicing something as difficult as "Eighteen Movements of Danshan", simple techniques like calligraphy and piano can be learned in minutes." Lu Zheng said matter-of-factly, "Of course

It may not reach the level of Yan Zhenqing or Beethoven, but it is still no problem to be much better than ordinary people."

Lin Wan nodded in confusion. She hadn't practiced yet, so she could only listen. She could only say that it seemed... quite reasonable?

"Of course, theory is theory and practice is practice. After all, I am just an example. Maybe I am a genius?" Lu Zheng blinked, "So, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Lin Wan couldn't help but stare when she heard this, "What do you mean, you look down on me, right? Just wait, watch me practice the "Eighteen Movements of Dancing Mountains", and I will definitely learn calligraphy and piano quickly!"

"Yes, yes! It will definitely work. Just keep working hard!" Lu Zheng clenched his fist and encouraged her.

"Go home! Practice boxing!" Lin Wan pulled Lu Zheng, took out her mobile phone with an excited face, and took a taxi home.

"Remember to change into Hanfu, practice Chinese martial arts, and feel comfortable wearing Hanfu." Lu Zheng reminded.

"Go to hell!"



The next day, Lin Wan went to work, and Lu Zheng lay on the bed. He chatted with his mother on the phone for a while, then got up to wash up and prepare to pack up and go to ancient times. But just as he was about to time travel, the phone rang.

"Hello, Mr. Liu?" Lu Zheng answered the phone, and the person on the other side was Liu Zhenming.

"Mr. Lu, are you free today?" Liu Zhenming asked on the phone.

"What, is something wrong?"

"The major shareholder of Nandu Huairen Hall wants to have a meal with you and get acquainted." Liu Zhenming explained, and then explained, "It should be about the old wild ginseng. I probably want to set up a line with you.

In the future, you can have priority in buying good mountain products.”

Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Is he so sure that I can get good things in the future?"

"Mr. Lu, we have dealt with each other several times, and we don't speak secretly." Liu Zhenming said with a smile, "You are not specialized in the medicinal materials business. Of course there is a way to get such a good product.

, if there is one, then there are two, let’s build a relationship first so that we can talk more easily later.

Besides, Nandu Huairentang is also a well-known pharmaceutical company in the country. It has a lot of money and its bids are definitely fair. Although it is less than the auction, the shipment speed is fast, and some of the medicinal materials are of good quality but not as high as those sold at the auction. They all accept them.

.

How about, Mr. Lu, come out for a meal?"

Lu Zheng thought for a while and agreed, "Okay, when and where?"

"Twelve noon, Qianhai Courtyard, No. 249, Jingshi West Road, Ning'an District."

"Okay." Lu Zheng nodded and then hung up the phone.



Lu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and thought about it. He used to think about reselling the two worlds and becoming a small rich man, but he didn't expect that in ancient times, he was not very serious. He started to cultivate immortality after doing nothing.

As a result, in less than a year, he has been practicing for a hundred years. With his current strength, as long as he wants to, is money still a problem? Another very important point is, is his current pursuit still money?

"Humph!" Lu Zheng sneered and shook his head, of course!

Yaya, have you ever stayed at the Burj Al Arab? Have you ever been to the White Swan Castle? Have you ever enjoyed the lavish luxury of Monaco? Have you ever fished for tuna on an island in the Pacific?

These were the dreams of poor people before. Have they come true now?

No? Not even a small goal has been achieved?

Oh!

There are many ways to make money, but Lu Zheng really doesn’t want to do 404. After thinking about it, modern pollution is serious and wild products are rare. A three-hundred-year-old wild ginseng can earn 60 million, which is actually very fast, so Lu Zheng

Decided to keep this business going.



At 12 noon, Lu Zheng arrived at his destination on time.

Qianhai Courtyard is actually an independent small foreign-style courtyard. It has been decorated by the boss with lush greenery and flowers. As soon as you enter the door, a faint old music floats in. Matching the Western-style buildings from decades ago, the atmosphere is fully created.

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After a meal, the host and the guest had a great time. Lu Zheng met the major shareholder of Huairen Hall named Xie Feng, and took out a century-old ginseng of less than a pound on the spot, which was sold to the other party for 12 million after tax.

Buy it.

Lu Zheng expressed his satisfaction.



Traveling through ancient times, Renxintang.

"Mr. Lu is here!" Liu Qingyan was diagnosing a patient. When she saw Lu Zheng coming in, she didn't even get up.

Lu Zheng nodded, said hello to Liu Qingyan and his daughter, then washed his hands skillfully, sat on the other side, and diverted some patients in the medical shop.

That's the good thing about ancient times. You don't need a medical qualification certificate for a consultation. Unlike modern times, you have to treat Lin Wan secretly for fear of being taken away and then 404, finish!


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