In fact, Jia Zhengjin prefers to deal with Sun Wukong's side of things, but Tathagata has already arranged it, so there is no need to create complications.
Tathagata showed him the appearance of the man named Zhu who corresponded to Marshal Tianpeng. He was completely different from the rough guy in his impression. This handsome scholar named Zhu Quan was completely different from the Zhu Bajie that Jia Zhengjin knew.
Of course, maybe after he was reborn as a pig by mistake, he would be exactly the same.
Gao Laozhuang is still Gao Laozhuang, but neither Mr. Gao nor Gao Cuilan were born later, which was hundreds of years early.
Zhu Quan now lives in Gaolaozhuang and is a local scholar.
Jia Zhengjin observed him through the Universe Mirror and found that this man was well-behaved and polite, and did not like to conflict with others. He was a very approachable and civilized pioneer.
It is a bit difficult to transform him into the lazy, lustful Zhu Bajie in Journey to the West.
Zhu Quan goes to the mountains to study every day and likes the quiet environment.
It was the same today. I came to the top of a hill near Gaolaozhuang early. I leaned against a big tree and held a bamboo slip. I was fascinated by it.
Jia Zhengjin asked Nuwa to teleport him nearby. After thinking for a while, he transformed into a very old man with half a beard, pushing a unicycle with some fragrant noodles on it.
The pancakes made with level 10 cooking skills are absolutely delicious, and the aroma alone will make people drool.
Pretending to be struggling, Jia Zhengjin was pushed along the mountain road along the bumpy road, and slowly appeared in Zhu Quan's sight.
Zhu Quan was so engrossed in his reading that the sound of the wooden wheels did not attract his attention. It was not until a strange fragrance hit his nostrils that he looked up curiously.
When he saw a white-haired old man staggering towards the cart, the wheels were stuck in the mud and couldn't move forward. He quickly stood up, put the bamboo slips aside, and ran over quickly: "Old man, let me help you!"
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"Thank you!"
Zhu Quan extended a helping hand and helped push the wheelbarrow out of the mud and to a flatter area.
"Young man, thank you for your help! Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to get through, old man!" Jia Zhengjin said in an old voice.
"Old man, where are you from?" Zhu Quan asked, "The mountain roads here are rugged and difficult to walk along the way!"
"Hey! I suffered a disaster in my hometown, and now I live in a farm village a few miles away." Jia Zhengjin replied, "I have no children, so I can only make a living by selling noodles. I want to visit all the lively places nearby.
Look, I hope to sell more. Young man, you have a good heart, and I will give this pancake to you!"
"No, old man, you can keep the money from selling it!" Although Zhu Quan was a little surprised when he smelled the fragrance and felt a wormhole in his heart that he wanted to take a bite, he shook his head.
"It doesn't matter, young man. If it weren't for you, my car wouldn't be able to get through." Jia Zhengjin deliberately held the dough and gently shook it in front of him, so that the aroma continued to penetrate his nose.
"Old man, you really don't need it!" Zhu Quan was aroused by the aroma, but he said rationally.
"Just take it! I don't have anything else to repay the old man, so I can just make a pancake." Jia Zhengjin said, "Is it possible that the younger generation dislikes the old man's craftsmanship?"
"No, no!" Zhu Quan thought for a moment, then reached out and took out a few copper coins from his pocket, "It's not easy for you to make money selling a noodle cake, how can I eat your food for free? How much does this noodle cake cost, should I buy it?"
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"That's what I said. You have helped me, young man. What does a noodle mean?" Jia Zhengjin smiled and stuffed the noodle into his hand, "Take it and try it!"
"this......"
"Quick, try it!"
Zhu Quan hesitated for a moment. Although he felt it was inappropriate to eat someone else's food without paying, he finally tried to take a bite after the old man kept asking.
When the noodles reached his mouth, the aroma became more intense. This was an unprecedented taste for him.
Zhu Quan's eyes widened and he took a few more bites in disbelief. Facing the old man's questions, he nodded repeatedly to express that it was delicious.
"As long as it's delicious!" Jia Zhengjin took out a few more noodles and said, "These are for you too!"
"No, no!" Zhu Quan quickly refused.
I felt a little guilty after eating just one, so how could I want another?
Jia Zhengjin insisted on giving it, but he was determined not to. After a few pushes and pulls, Zhu Quan finally refused.
"Young man, thank you so much!" Under this situation, Jia Zhengjin said to him, "Old man, I have to go to the front to do business. If I can't stay longer, I'll just say goodbye!"
"Old man, the road ahead is bumpy, shall I see you off?" Zhu Quan said quickly.
"No, I have no problem, old man!" Jia Zhengjin strode forward while pushing the cart.
"Old man, I'd better take you all the way there!" Zhu Quan was really worried about the road ahead, because it was all downhill and very steep in several places. However, when he turned around to get the bamboo slips, when he turned back again, he found the old man pushing the cart.
Gone.
After running forward for a while, I didn't see any trace. It seemed like it disappeared out of thin air.
"What...what is going on? Did you just dream?" Zhu Quan lowered his head and glanced at the few bites of noodles left in his hand, "If it was a dream, why are there still noodles? It tastes like
It’s also true... Is that old man a god?”
Taking the letter and the remaining small piece of dough, Zhu Quan chased along the road again, but couldn't find the old man. So he felt even more strange and thought about the people around him and shouted: "Old man? Old man!"
He was more worried, what if the old man turned into the woods and took the wrong road?
The woods here are dense and difficult to find after entering, but it is possible.
I searched all the way and found nothing.
Looking back, I found that the mark of the one-wheeled cart was also broken near the big tree where I was sitting before, and it never appeared again.
If the old man really passed by, he would definitely have left wheel marks. Why did the marks stop abruptly here?
It seems that he is really not a mortal, and mortals cannot do such a thing.
Did I really meet a god today?
Zhu Quan looked down at the few noodles left in his hand, then looked up at the clear forest mountain road and Gaolaozhuang scenery in the distance, thought for a moment, and stuffed the last piece into his mouth.
No matter! At least this pancake is really delicious.
It’s a pity that I don’t know if I can still eat such delicious food!
By the way, why did the god appear here? Why did he pretend to be like that and asked me to help? What's the mystery of the pancake he invited me to eat?
Zhu Quan had so many questions in his mind that he was completely confused about the situation.
Since you can't figure it out, just don't think about him. The more you think about it, the more headache you'll get.
Go back under the big tree, use the shade of the tree to block the sun, and continue reading in a cool environment.
The transformed old man Jia Zhengjin teleported away and observed Zhu Quan through the Universe Mirror. He noticed Zhu Quan's behavior and nodded. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and turned into a young man with sinister features and stern eyes.
