Galactic Garbage Station

Chapter 802 Guests

The next morning, an Audi parked in front of Su Jing's house. After they explained their identities and origins, Dawu Xiaowu said that Su Jing was busy with something. No matter how the visitor explained, they didn't report it. After a while, two other luxury cars arrived, and another group of people came down. Among them, Wang Siya was also there. Dawu and Xiaowu's attitude was obviously much better, so I went to report it immediately, and Su Jing came out soon.

"Sister Si Ya, why are you here?" Su Jing smiled.

"Why, aren't you welcome?" Wang Siya pursed her lips and smiled.

"Of course you are welcome." Su Jing said, and then saw another group of people beside him, Zhou Hongyuan, Zhou Tianrui and two monks, and couldn't help being surprised, "Mr. Zhou, why are you here?"

"We've been here for a while, your parrot is too naughty." Zhou Hongyuan said gloomily.

"Haha, I'm sorry, I'm busy. If it's not an emergency, Dawu Xiaowu won't report." Su Jing said apologetically.

"That's why we disturbed." Zhou Hongyuan said, although Wang Siya was not necessarily in a hurry, Dawu Xiaowu immediately notified it, and it was obviously treated differently, but the relationship between Su Jing and the Wang family was extraordinary, and this was understandable.

"Don't stand at the door, let's all come in." Su Jing greeted, and the group waited to enter the yard. Apart from Wang Siya who was used to seeing the scenery in the yard, Zhou Hongyuan and Zhou Tianrui who had seen them two or three times couldn't help but be shocked. The other people were a little dumbfounded.

"I have heard from Siya for a long time that Mr. Su's house is like a paradise. When I saw it today, it really lived up to its reputation." A tall middle-aged man couldn't help but praised. He looked in his thirties, with handsome features, but his skin Not so good, with bumps on the face.

"Overwhelmed." Su Jing glanced at the middle-aged man.

"Ajing, let me introduce to you, this is Sun Yuheng, the third young master of the Sun family in the capital. At a young age, he is already an agricultural tycoon and a big planter." Wang Siya blinked at Su Jing while introducing.

Su Jing quickly understood what Wang Siya meant. Breast enhancement powder and blue roses were selling very well. Sweet papaya was about to come to fruition. It was expected that the sales would be very good. Naturally, production needs to be expanded, and more land is needed to grow snake scale papaya, blue rose, and sweet papaya. The previously contracted land is far from enough. Although it is possible to directly open up the relationship with the government and communicate with the villagers well, and contract a large area of ​​land, the problem is that doing so will cause a lot of troubles, and I am afraid it will take a lot of time and energy. If you can cooperate with agricultural tycoons, it will save time and effort. .

"Hello, Mr. Sun." Su Jing extended his hand politely.

"Hello, Mr. Su." Sun Yuheng shook hands with Su Jing and said straight to the point, "I take the liberty to interrupt, this time I have an unkind request. I saw a picture on the Internet the day before yesterday, a Buddhist statue of the Prajna Meditation Sutra. I don't know if the original picture is still in Mr. Su's hands?"

Su Jing didn't answer yet, but Zhou Hongyuan's expression tightened: "This Mr. Sun is also here for Buddhist scriptures and Buddha statues?"

Originally, the two groups of people had nothing to do with each other, but now, the atmosphere suddenly became subtle. Su Jing was also a little funny. They didn't come early or late, so why did they come together. But speaking, someone contacted Su Jing two days ago and wanted to play the Prajna Meditation Sutra, but Su Jing ignored it. Now many people are greedy for the original image of the Buddhist scriptures of the Prajna Meditation Sutra, and everyone can guess that it is only a photo on the Internet, and it is definitely not as good as the original image.

Su Jing said: "The original picture is in my hand, I will show it to you later. Let's sit down and drink tea first."

Zhou Hongyuan and Sun Yuheng remained silent, but a young monk of seventeen or eighteen years old beside Zhou Hongyuan suddenly folded his hands to Su Jing and said, "Hello, Mr. Su, do you accept disciples?"

Su Jing was stunned for a moment. Zhou Hongyuan hurriedly pulled the young monk and said, "Xiaozhi, we'll talk about this later." But after pulling it twice, the young monk's body remained motionless, like a rocky mountain.

Su Jing's eyes lit up slightly: "This little master seems to have practiced."

Zhou Hongyuan introduced: "This is Xiao Zhi. He has practiced martial arts in temples since he was a child. In short, he is a warrior monk. He has been as powerful as an ox since he was a child, and has a high talent for martial arts. After that, I practiced without sleep or food, and I fought fiercely for a day or two. I was even more hungry for the content behind this set of boxing. When I learned that I was coming to see you, I quarreled and said that I would like to say goodbye. You are the teacher."

Su Jing smiled: "I'm your teacher, won't his master have any opinion?"

Zhou Hongyuan smiled and said, "Master Shengyan has a high opinion of you and has no opinion."

"I don't accept apprentices, but it's not impossible to teach you the content behind Niu Mo Daliquan. You perform the first form first, and I'll see how you learn." Su Jing paused, then turned to look at Sun Yuheng, "Mr. Sun, can we talk about the Prajna Meditation Sutra later?"

"Of course, I happen to be very interested in Niu Mo Daquan." Sun Yuheng said with a slight smile.

Monk Xiaozhi doesn't like to talk, but his fists and feet are unequivocal. In the open space next to him, he unfolded more than 100 variations of the first style of Niu Mo's Daliquan, and beat him like a fierce bull.

Su Jing was shocked to see that he had learned this level in just one or two days. He was a genius. If he didn't get the super-space garbage station and gained various benefits, but directly learned this bull-demon force fist, it is estimated that it would be difficult to learn just like ordinary people. However, this Xiaozhi, who has grasped the essence of the first style in a day or two, is definitely a prodigy of martial arts.

"Bang" reached the end, when Xiao Zhi suddenly hit a stone bench with his palm, and the thick stone bench burst open with a bang. Zhou Hongyuan, Zhou Tianrui, Sun Yuheng, Wang Siya and others were all taken aback. Such a solid stone bench was actually smashed with one palm. Is this a martial arts movie? As far as Zhou Hongyuan knows, although Xiaozhi was powerful in the past, he was far from being so powerful.

"The world is so big, and there is no shortage of geniuses. This Xiaozhi's mental power is purely without distractions. He just wants to learn martial arts and has no crooked thoughts. It is a good material. Teaching him will help the promotion of Niu Mo Daliquan." Su Jing suddenly stood up. He got up and said, "Xiao Zhi, let's learn from each other."

"Okay." Xiao Zhi's eyes lit up.

"Xiao Zhi, this is a sparring, and you can't start too hard." Zhou Hongyuan reminded, originally Xiao Zhi was as powerful as an ox, and he was born to learn weapons. accidentally injured.

"Don't listen to Mr. Zhou, do your best." Su Jing said.

"Okay, Mr. Su, please accept the move." Xiaozhi folded his hands together, and then launched an attack on Su Jing, fierce as a bull, Su Jing's face was calm, and when he saw the move, it was as easy as facing a child, and he began to explain , and teach the second and third forms in the hands-on session. The two quickly fought dozens of tricks. Xiao Zhi was as powerful as a bull rushing into each other, and he was sweating profusely. On the other hand, Su Jing's breath was not a little chaotic.

Zhou Hongyuan was completely relieved, and realized that his previous worries were completely unnecessary, and sighed: "I thought that Mr. Su's trump card was Niu Mo Daquan, but now it seems that Niu Mo Daquan is also for Mr. Su. A piece of cake."

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