The old man still talked vigorously about how good his fan was, but when he said it later, Zhao Zixian basically couldn't hear it, at this time, he was looking for ten eight beauties, and after taking off his clothes in front of him, Zhao Zixian would definitely not be able to see it. Zhao Zixian's entire spirit is only concentrated in the wool of this fan.

I went to Hengshan and met the old man who made wontons, the violent girl Qing'er, Ding Man who didn't know what the origin was, and this weird old man who didn't know what the origin was but even Ding Man was afraid. All of this is to find his master, the old man of the kitchen god, when he ascended, the spiritual energy scattered in Hengshan formed by the spiritual ginseng of the wood.

And the fan that the old man in front of him was holding, and the tail of the fluff ornament was wrapped in the same small ginseng as the golden ginseng he had absorbed, with a small shape, smaller than the palm of his hand. It emits a faint light that is different from the Golden Ginseng, which is a red light, while this one is a slightly yellow light.

It's really hard to find a place to step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it! Zhao Zixian was overjoyed, and thought that he was trapped in this damn hotel, he didn't know when he would be able to get out, he had to gamble, and he had to try his cooking skills with the bastard Ding Man, and he didn't know how long it would be delayed, and there were still many things in his own business in Haikou City to take care of by himself, and of course, many of his own women in Haikou City were also waiting for him to go back to take care of them. It's just that this old man is so strong, relying on his current force, if he forcibly solves it, it is estimated that it will be a little troublesome, no, Zhao Zixian thought about it, it is not a little troublesome, but it can't be solved at all.

And I want to listen to this strange old man talk about what is good about his fan, what is good, Zhao Zixian actually has no feelings about this fan in his heart, even if it is valuable, there is no black gold in the world, no black gem, it can be exchanged for a country. This has no attraction to Zhao Zixian at all.

It's not that Zhao Zixian is like dung, but - Zhao Zixian doesn't look down on this money at all! It's too small, it's too insignificant. Just in exchange for a small country, it's not worth mentioning, this wealth is not worth mentioning at all! What Zhao Zixian wants is to monopolize the whole of China, and then monopolize the catering industry all over the world! If you want all the people in the world, all the food and drink, all under your control, how can you put the wealth of a small country in your eyes!

Although Zhao Zixian has seen tens of millions of money in his hands and accounts so far, not to mention monopolizing a certain industry in the world, there is no way to compare it with a certain coal boss in Huaxia. But men can't measure their worth by numbers, what men want is ambition, and what they want is ambition that can't be estimated with numbers. Zhao Zixian, of course, has this ambition.

Well, everything is fine, all the problems are solved, and what you are looking for miraculously appears in front of you. It's like having a crush on a girl when I was in elementary school, but then we lost touch in middle school. Then I didn't learn anything in college, and I couldn't find a good job after graduation, so I just found a female classmate who looked okay to be my girlfriend, but my girlfriend disliked herself and broke up with no money within a few days. I only have to do a job with no future, and my female colleagues look down on me, as long as I go home from work every day and sleep on a, and repeat the same life the next day. One day on the street in a daze, he was hit by a car driven by the rich second generation, his leg was broken, and the rich second generation ran away. I used my only savings to heal my leg, and the unit didn't want to fire me myself. Then I decided to leave this sad place, change to a small village life, and be lonely for the rest of my life.

I bought a ticket for the fastest departure by train, sat for a few days and nights, and came to a small village that I had never seen before. Just out of the train station, I was touched by a person, and I was about to apologize when I found out that the person was a girl, and the girl was looking at herself with tears streaming down her face. This girl turned out to be her first love when she was in elementary school. After the narration of her first love, I learned that she was taken abroad by her parents abroad when she was in elementary school and junior high school, and she has been living abroad until she grows up, she has always loved herself and has never forgotten herself, so she has never been in love, and she is still a virgin until now. Then a year ago, her parents passed away one after another, and she inherited her parents' billion-dollar inheritance, and finally returned to China to find herself. But she couldn't find it, so she wandered around sadly, hoping that her mood would gradually improve. But the longing for himself became more intense, and I didn't know how to come to this small village that day, and I was ready to leave within two days, ready to return to the United States, donate all my family property to the children's welfare home, and then return to China to become a nun, so that I would never fall in love again.

Who knew that he was about to enter the station to make a train, and he ran into his down-and-out self. The first love lover cried bitterly and promised each other that night. He took out the ancestral magic recipe to cure his broken leg, and gave half of the billion-dollar inheritance to himself, and the two lived happily ever after.

Zhao Zixian looked at the fan in the old man's hand at this time, and the feeling in his heart was the same as the main mood of this story. It's too thin to describe it as refreshing!

The old man seemed to see that Zhao Zixian's eyes were about to burst into tears, so he said, "Little brother, aren't you?" Even if this fan is very valuable, you don't need it, right? If I tell me the origin of this fan, you won't faint? ”

Zhao Zixian thought to himself, it seems that this old man doesn't know the situation of the wood spirit ginseng, so he only regards the fan as a priceless treasure. That's fine, let's try and try first, what else is the origin? No matter how big the origin is, is it more important than the spiritual ginseng transformed by the aura of Da Luo Jin Xian? After taking the Golden Ginseng, I became sharp-eyed and didn't know what the Wood Ginseng was for.

When the old man was showing off just now, Zhao Zixian's eyes kept staring at the fan, which made the old man a little unhappy. But now Zhao Zixian flattered the old man like a fool and said: "Senior, what other special origin do you say this treasure fan has?" ”

The old man immediately smiled, "Haha, little brother, since you asked, I'll tell you about it." "In fact, even if Zhao Zixian doesn't ask him, he has to say the same, people who want to show off their things have this problem." I have two hobbies in my life, one is gambling and the other is eating. ”

Zhao Zixian didn't think about it, and subconsciously said, "...... Aren't you having a hobby with Ding Man? After speaking, I remembered that the old man's status seemed to be much higher than Ding Man's, and he would not offend the old man if he said this.

Who knew that the old man was not angry, but his beard was crooked, and he said nonchalantly: "How can it be the same, you can hear it clearly." Aside from gambling, his hobby is cooking, and my hobby is eating. Can that be the same? ”

Zhao Zixian patted his head: "Yes, yes, that's really different." But I secretly thought in my heart, yes, gambling, both people love to gamble, you can gamble. Eating, if two people love to eat, then it will be troublesome, you have to make it by one person, eat it alone. This complements each other.

Then I heard the old man say, "Speaking of this Ugin fan, we have to talk about the organization." The old man smiled slightly, his face seemed to be a little worried and a little disdainful, and he stopped talking. Obviously, he was waiting for Zhao Zixian to ask him.

Of course, Zhao Zixian wanted to satisfy his desire to show off at this time, and hurriedly asked, "Which organization is it?" ”