"Sister Ma, don't fight, let's kill again!"

Zhang Ya was eating spicy strips of heartless cabbage, and at the same time, he weakly persuaded Jiang Ziya and the Ma couple.

The sound of thumping blows is endless, and it contains a different kind of beauty.

Zhang Ya felt that the reason why Jiang Ziya named Ma as a broom star in the end was because Jiang Ziya was unforgettable for her broom skills.

Ma Shi held a big broom, as if Ma Mengqi was alive, and smacked at Lao Jiang, who jumped up and down to dodge, and couldn't see that there was a Taoist technique at all.

This is really fierce, Zhang Ya shook his head and looked at the time, then went back to the house to sleep.

The next day, Zhang Ya stretched his waist and got up.

After washing up, he felt a little strange.

Because I made an appointment with Jiang Ziya yesterday, I was going to go to the street to look for a job, but it was so late that I didn't see Lao Jiang appear.

When Zhang Ya walked out of the house, he saw Lao Jiang stretching his waist and walking out of the house refreshed.

And Ma Shi actually helped him sort out his clothes patiently and meticulously behind him.

Although he still has a horse face, he has more or less gentleness in his movements.

Zhang Ya blinked, looking at the high-spirited old man in front of him, it was hard to imagine that this was the old ginger who had been brutally abused.

Hell yes!

Seeing Zhang Ya, Jiang Ziya's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward to thank him: "Brother Xian...... Thank you for your kindness!"

At this time, Zhang Ya remembered that he seemed to have given Jiang Ziya a Zhang Ya talisman to protect the affairs of the husband and wife, as well as a bottle of hard Xuanwu Divine Oil.

Unexpectedly, with these two magic weapons, Jiang Ziya actually turned over as a serf and sang, seemingly temporarily suppressing the shrew Ma.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ya couldn't help but sigh that Zhang Ailing's discussion on the passage to a woman's soul still makes sense!

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But even so, the matter of finding a job is still on the agenda, after all, poor couples mourn everything, Jiang Ziya has just seen the beauty of husband and wife life, and naturally does not want to become a bachelor again because of poverty.

But the reality is cruel, Jiang Ziya, this brother has indeed been out of touch with society for too long, what can he do, he is the first to eat.

Zhang Ya accompanied him all day, stunned that he didn't find a reliable job.

"Otherwise, brother, you still do your old job, set up a stall to measure words, right?"

Zhang Ya remembered that Jiang Ziya's last business in the Romance of the Gods was to be a fortune teller.

Although this guy is not very good at speaking auspicious words, it was difficult for the business to start at first, but after all, he has real materials, and he still mixes up the name of the famous hall, and he is also famous in the rivers and lakes.

It's just that later, when the jade pipa spirit was full, he took his life to make trouble, and the fortune-telling business was ruined.

Therefore, Zhang Ya is still very optimistic about Jiang Ziya's business of divination.

Who knew that this old man Jiang was stubborn, saying that cultivation is a blessing for cultivation, and he must not use Taoism to make money to make a living, and it is not for monks to make a living with Taoism.

In short, even if you jump from here and starve to death outside, he won't count his life.

Probably not to the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted yet, so Jiang Ziya has not been really fragrant for a long time.

So, if a person has not experienced enough social beatings, he will not progress.

Feng Shui physiognomy, iron mouth straight out, what a compelling profession this is in the 21st century, Lao Jiang is stunned and can't look down on it.

Zhang Ya asked him what he wanted to do, and in his heart, Jiang Ziya certainly wanted to be an immortal, and it was best to be a fairy with a weave.

He heard on Kunlun Mountain that the Heavenly Court was about to open, and civil servants were being recruited, and the three sects were grabbing the god list.

As a civil servant, you will have a guarantee, and you can enjoy all kinds of welfare benefits.

It is said that even Jin Immortals like Senior Brother Ma Feizi are working hard to brush up on the questions, and they are bent on being admitted to the civil service.

However, in addition to the written test, what is more important is the practical test, that is, to test the governance ability of these immortals.

And the examination room is the rise and fall of this human race.

As a disciple who has no immortal fate at all, he was sent down the mountain in advance by his master.

Of course, nominally he is also the commander-in-chief of the pot sect, but Jiang Ziya knows that he is just a tool man who is familiar with the examination room in advance.

Therefore, he is not very enthusiastic about his master's life, but he is also unwilling to use Taoism to make money, which only adds to his sadness.

The old ginger who opened his heart to Zhang Ya became more and more lonely, and staggered forward with full of negative energy.

"Heartless cabbage, sell heartless cabbage, three shells, ten shells and three handfuls!"

At this time, the two unconsciously approached the stall of the vegetable seller.

The spicy strips in Zhang Ya's hand have been eaten, and he just happened to buy some more from her.

At this time, a sturdy fat boy ran over, took the eldest mother's hand and said, "Mother, I want to go to the school to study!"

I saw the eldest lady raise the knife in her hand, and Lisuo punched her son on the head and said: "Learn to learn, learn from your size, just your big neck and thick neck, like you can learn to read books?

"I don't want to learn to sell vegetables with you, you can't even sell vegetables!"

The little fat man grabbed a large handful of heartless vegetables and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing them while running away tons and tons.

Zhang Ya was dumbfounded, thinking that this kid might not be reading for the sake of studying, but just for stealing vegetables to eat.

The vegetable seller said: "The guest smiled, my kid always looks forward to going to school, but he is really not this material......"

It turned out that because Zhang Longming, the prime minister of the early Shang dynasty, invented the Longming paper, the education of the great merchants has made progress now.

In a metropolis like Chaoge, middle- and lower-class people like the vegetable seller are not completely incapable of supporting their children's education.

It's just that her son has been stupid since he was a child, and he studied for half a year, and he didn't recognize a few words, but he always ran to say that he came to his mother to sell vegetables and sold them wrong.

How can this be true, starting from the old lady's mother's mother, our family is three shells, ten shells and three handfuls of heartless vegetables, how can it be wrong?

Therefore, the vegetable seller has made up her mind that she will not provide for her son to study anymore.

Now that there is no compulsory education, Zhang Ya and Jiang Ziya naturally don't care about other people's family affairs, and are about to settle the money to get vegetables, when suddenly another thin monkey-like young man runs barefoot and overthrows the vegetable stall without cabbage at once.

The vegetable seller was about to go up and grab him, but when she saw the person's appearance clearly, she quickly withdrew her hand.

This only son of Dr. Fei Zhong's family, Fei Mo, a little evil star who is used to running rampant in Chaoge City, how could she not know.

But at this moment, a team of centaurs suddenly caught Fei Mo from the front.

A middle-aged man with a yin owl walked out angrily, raised his palm and wanted to beat it, but he hesitated again and again and still didn't start.

"Rebel son, for the father, this time you must find a gentleman who can manage you, a school that can manage you!"

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