Wang Fu was somewhat grateful to Professor Qi Wu. With his "suppression", the hostility towards him among the disciples around him was invisibly reduced a lot.
Moreover, the last click of the ruler was more of encouragement than punishment.
For the third house-holding talisman, Wang Fu should pass.
But, if the opponent takes away the talisman, what will it be used for?
With this question in mind, and a piece of grass-rooted grass, he left Nigentang.
When I met Lu Hansheng on the road, he became much more friendly. After all, Wang Fu's performance today was not bad. In time, he will be the target of key training. The relationship should not be too tense.
"Clean up."
After the disciples left, the Taoist priests and helpers began to clean up the scene.
The discarded talismans were collected one by one, placed in bamboo baskets, and sent to the boiler for burning.
Jingting Taoist priests are responsible for cleaning up the wine and disposing of all kinds of garbage. It looks dirty, but in fact there is a lot of oil and water.
This Taoist priest doesn't like the Thunder Fire Palace. These scrapped talisman papers have no value, and they lose the fun of 'mining for gold in the sand'.
"Sanqing Palace is still very powerful, you can always get one or two good talismans."
The Jingting Taoist priest shook his head. One of his important incomes was to find intact talismans from waste paper and sell them for money.
The handymen moved baskets of waste paper and passed in front of the Jingting Taoist priest. He glanced at them casually and couldn't help but shake his head.
He did not dare to offend Ding Zhang Palace, but the disciples of Thunder Fire Palace were becoming more and more useless with each passing year.
Look what nonsense these are, a waste of paper, pen and cinnabar.
"stop!"
The Jingting Taoist priest suddenly spoke, stopped a servant, walked a few steps quickly, and pulled out a stack of talismans from the bamboo basket.
"This is?"
With a greedy look in his eyes, he walked past the lines of runes and exclaimed in surprise.
"Yes, Professor Qi Wu has evening classes today, and most of them are waste paper for his practice."
The two house-holding talismans have strict brushwork. Although they appear to be casually staged, they are rare masterpieces.
He made a lot of money today. The talisman taught by Qi Wu was originally a high-quality product with a price but no market. It was rare that he forgot to destroy it today and fell into his own hands.
The Jingting Taoist priest was very excited when he suddenly heard the reminder from the handyman.
"Sir, these two are from that table."
The handyman pointed to the table and chairs near the door, which were reserved for new disciples.
How can it be?
The Jingting Taoist priest was stunned. This young disciple could actually draw such a fire when he drew the talisman. It would be possible to repay it given time.
Is there really a genius in the Thunder Fire Palace?
After being surprised, the Jingting Taoist priest put the two talismans into his sleeves, intending to buy them at a good price.
House-holding talismans are useless in the eyes of Taoist monks, but they are favored by wealthy families. Whenever ground is broken to build a house, a talisman must be obtained from a Taoist temple.
Yunyangguan's house-destroying talismans have a set of formal procedures for high-end customers, and it is not his turn as a Jingting Taoist priest to get involved.
But rats have their ways, and Jingting Taoist priests can also exchange a few useful ones by collecting waste paper.
He didn't dare to dig into Taoist temples, and the people he contacted were all wealthy families whose business was doing well.
"Pay attention to me, take a good look at the disciple in that position, and inquire about his background.
The Jingting Taoist priest called a servant and whispered a few words.
"These two talismans are exquisite, they can be sold for at least three hundred taels."
Taoist Jingting thought to himself, "But I can't take it all for myself, otherwise it will be a one-time deal. I still have to bring this disciple in to share the benefits."
He thinks clearly, and being able to make a promising disciple in advance is also an investment.
…
Professor Lu held the wine jar, stood outside the door, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.
"come in!"
Ding Zhangdian's voice came, "Lu Laosan, I heard your footsteps as soon as I heard them. Why are you lingering? Come in."
"Boss Ding..."
Professor Lu came in with a nice smile and wanted to say something, but he didn't expect that there were still guests.
On the wine table, next to Ding Zhangdian, sat the cold-faced and speechless teacher Qi Wu.
"Lao Ji is here!"
Professor Lu was stunned for a moment, then reacted randomly and said hello cordially.
His education was not very high, and the surname Qiwu was too unknown, so he simply called him "Ji Mu".
Teacher Qiwu rolled his eyes, buried himself in his food, and ignored him.
The three of them are all at the Jiuqu Realm. At this level, they take oral pleasure very lightly. Eating and drinking is just a form of social interaction.
"Boss Ding, I'll give you a nice bottle of wine."
Professor Lu grinned, "This jar of wine is extraordinary. When I was born, my damn old man buried it under the roots of a tree, and it was dug out now."
"Stop it!"
Ding Zhangdian looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile, "Do you call this wine your daughter's red?"
"That's right."
Professor Lu blurted out, and then realized that he had made a mistake.
"Lu Laosan, your ancestors have been poor for eight generations. The whole family is so poor that they can't even afford to eat. How can you have spare money to make wine?"
Ding Zhangdian was not polite and pointed out that he was talking nonsense.
"Also, if you give birth to a daughter and drink wine, it will be red as a daughter, and if you give birth to a son, it will be red as a champion."
Professor Lu scratched the back of his head and said, "I'm not very literate, and I can't pass the exam, so why not call me General Hong?"
"Stop being embarrassed and sit down."
Professor Lu first poured a bowl of wine for Ding Zhangdian, and then got down to business.
"Boss Ding, I have a favor for you."
Upon hearing these words, Professor Qi Wu raised his head, glanced at him, and then lowered his head to eat the vegetables.
baffling!
Professor Lu continued, "I want to recruit a disciple recently, and I want to ask you for one."
"no."
Ding Zhangdian flatly refused.
"Who don't you want to hear?"
Ding Zhangdian was also helpless, "Don't even think about any of this year's good prospects, they have all been taken care of by Sanqing Palace."
As he spoke, he pointed at himself and said, "As the leader of the palace, my words are not as useful as those of the teachers of Sanqing Palace. Qin Kaimen is as slippery as a loach, and even though I say nice things, I just don't do anything."
"We are all straight-tempered, and we can't beat them in a roundabout way."
Professor Lu was overjoyed when he heard this. It turned out that Ding Zhangdian thought he wanted to recruit people from Sanqing Palace, so this would be much easier to handle.
"Boss Ding, I also know that it is not easy for you. In this way, I will not want anyone from Sanqing Palace, but I will cultivate talents for our Thunder Fire Palace."
"Is that so?"
Ding Zhang Palace is surprised. The disciples of Thunder Fire Palace, those with a little bit of talent, have all been divided up by everyone. Are there any good prospects recently?
"Boss Ding, success or failure is all a matter of your words. I'll drink the wine first."
Ding Zhangdian waved to him, "Sit down and talk."
"If you don't agree, I won't sit down."
Just as he was about to mention Wang Fu, Ding Zhangdian raised his hand and said.
"Lu Laosan, I will consider your idea, but as for the matter, I definitely can't handle it for you right away."
Ding Zhangdian knows the secret of being a leader. When subordinates are in a hurry to do something, it is best not to agree too quickly. They must understand the reasons and make decisions easily.
"Thank you, Boss Ding."
After receiving a satisfactory answer, Professor Lu dun dun dun drank half the jar of wine he brought, "You drink first, I'm leaving."
After he left, Ding Zhangdian asked Qi Wu to teach him, "Since just now, you have been silent."
"I know something is wrong with you, but if you don't tell me, how will I know?"
Teacher Qiwu wiped his mouth and said, "Same as him."
Then he got up and left, but Professor Lu didn't do anything. Even if he opened his mouth, he didn't have much hope.
"Strange."
Ding Zhangdian looked at his back, one by one, how come they all want to accept disciples recently?
Is there anyone in Thunder Fire Palace who has performed outstandingly recently?