"Yes!"

Zhang Juren's attitude was very respectful.

Although he is just an ordinary lifter, he still has an eye for people.

Don't look at the robbery master who is now down, and he is even more dressed as a fortune-telling liar who walks the rivers and lakes, but Zhang Juren feels that this person is probably not an ordinary person.

Ordinary people, after knowing that they are lifters, will definitely not continue to invite themselves to eat this bowl of mutton noodles.

It was precisely because he saw through everything that Zhang Juren would walk into the noodle shop and sit face-to-face with the Daoist of the Raid.

The ancients said that food is silent, sleep is silent.

At the dinner table, people who pay attention to eating basically don't make a sound.

Is the master of the robbery Taoist particular about people?

The answer, of course, is yes.

Therefore, after Zhang Juren discovered the elegant posture of the Daoist of the Robbery Dao eating noodles, he understood that he had really met a master this time.

He helped people write in the town, indeed to hone his calligraphy, and indeed to understand the various situations of life. But in the deepest part of his heart, he was also thinking about whether he would have a magical encounter.

Now, he knew that the opportunity he wanted had come.

Anding Town is a small place, a very small place.

In a noodle restaurant in a small place, there is naturally no particular attention to food.

And this noodle restaurant is a very small noodle restaurant, and there are no ancestral secret methods.

Therefore, this mutton noodles have a strong fishy smell.

Zhang Juren hadn't eaten it yet, so he smelled it.

If it was normal, he would definitely not take a bite.

As the richest man in the town, Zhang Juren is particular about food, which is also unimaginable to ordinary people in the town.

But at this moment, seeing the Daoist of the Tribulation eating this mutton noodle with taste, Zhang Juren could only eat it, and he had to eat it elegantly.

With extremely elegant movements, eating food that is difficult to swallow, there is a willing expression on Zhang Juren's face.

I have to say that this Zhang Juren is a ruthless person.

The Dao Master of Fortune didn't have so many thoughts, and he hadn't eaten a good meal for some time after days of fleeing. Now that I eat this mutton noodle, I unexpectedly feel that this noodle is still very delicious.

In a short time, the Daoist had finished eating the noodles and drank all the mutton soup in the bowl.

As for Zhang Juren, he is really ruthless.

He was only a little slower than the Fortune Raid Master, and he also ate cleanly.

"You, not bad!"

The Daoist of the Tribulation looked at Zhang Juren's clean noodle bowl and smiled slightly, "If you can trust the old man, you can take a trip to Beijing in the spring of the coming year!" ”

"Thank you, Mr. Xiaosheng, for your advice!"

Zhang actually bowed down and saluted, expressing his gratitude to the Daoist of the Robbery.

"The old man also looks at you for love."

After the Lord finished speaking, he prepared to leave.

"Sir, please stay!"

Zhang Juren hurriedly spoke, and after stopping the Daoist of the Tribulation, he once again respectfully saluted the Daoist of the Tribulation, and said, "Sir, Xiaosheng has no intention of becoming an official in the court!" ”

"Oh?"

The Lord of the Robbery Dao stopped and looked at Zhang Juren, "The old man knows, you are already a lifter, as long as you go further, you will be a jinshi, and you can make up for the official, the ruling party, why do you have no intention of officialdom?" ”

"The little character is gentle, and he can't be an official!"

Zhang Juren looked at the Daoist Master respectfully, "Xiao Sheng knows that Mr. is an extraordinary person, I wonder if Mr. can accept Xiao Sheng as a disciple?" ”

"Be the old man's disciple?"

The Dao Master of the Raid was stunned.

He is so old, but he has only accepted one disciple, that is Du Qingruo, who is of the royal blood of the previous dynasty, and he is also the saint of his robbery.

Now Du Qingruo's life and death are unknown, if he encounters an accident, then, once he, the master of the Dao of Fortune, also has an accident, the inheritance of the Dao of Fortune will be broken.

Apprentices?

It doesn't seem to be impossible, either.

At that moment, the Daoist of the Raid looked at Zhang Juren and slowly asked:

"Can you start a family? Can you have a wife, can you have children? ”

"Do you have parents?"

"Do you still have attachment to this world?"

"Mr. Hui, Xiaosheng is already married, has a wife, children and daughters, and his parents are alive!"

"You have a lot of worldly concerns!"

The Daoist of the Tribulation looked at Zhang Juren solemnly, "Do you know that if you worship the old man as a teacher, it will be difficult, you will have to cut off all this." From now on, it's not a human being! ”

"So, would you?"

The Daoist Lord looked at Zhang Juren and said something, which made Zhang Juren silent.

Seeing this, the Daoist Master prepared to pack up his things and leave.

As a result, Zhang Juren stopped him again.

"The disciple is willing!"

Although Zhang Juren did not find out the details of the identity of the Dao Master, his intuition told him that this was his chance. If he misses this opportunity, he may regret it for the rest of his life.

Therefore, Zhang Juren only hesitated for a short time and gave his answer.

"Then, as a teacher, I will go to your house and get entangled in this world for you."

"But you have to keep in mind that once you enter the master's class, you can only live and die. If you betray your teacher, you don't need to do anything for your teacher, and you will suffer the consequences! ”

"Master, please rest assured, disciples should remember your teachings!"

Zhang Juren knelt on the ground excitedly, and gave an apprenticeship to the master of the robbery on the spot.

……

Such a scene made the noodle shop shopkeeper and Xiao Er stunned.

A fortune teller who ran the rivers and lakes, how could he rely on a bowl of mutton noodles to take Zhang Juren as a disciple.

"Shopkeeper, you say, what's going on?"

The little two runners in the running hall stared at the shopkeeper of the noodle restaurant in a daze.

The shopkeeper shrugged his shoulders and said, "You ask me, who do I ask?" ”

Just now, the conversation between the Daoist Master and Zhang Juren, they were all bystanders, or witnesses.