Chapter 238 The Little Fairy Who Digs Out Excrement

"Grandpa sent a message asking if he really wants to buy all the low-level resources used in childhood. If so, he will ask his second uncle to start contacting various families." Wang Zijia, who smiled at Feifei, was also in a happy mood. asked.

Wang Zijia nodded and said: "Let's buy the goods for 60,000 French dollars. I will buy the remaining 20,000 from other channels. There are still about ten days left, and we will probably set off. Don't be short of time. Please pay the price before departure." It can’t be done well.”

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll notify grandpa after I finish eating and start stocking up." Xiang Feifei nodded seriously and replied.

After the two had breakfast, they went out to work.

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"Good morning, Uncle Wang!"

"morning!"

Arriving at Fu Tower, the disciples along the way saw Wang Zijia one by one, and they all subconsciously stopped to say hello to him.

After receiving a slight response from Wang Zijia, they watched Wang Zijia disappear, and then they discussed leaving one by one.

"Good morning, Uncle Wang!"

An Xingsheng didn't seem to know what asking for leave and being late meant. He had been following Wang Zijia for a year and had never been absent. He waited early in the morning for Wang Zijia's arrival every day.

"Um!"

Wang Zijia nodded, took the document from his hand, and entered the room while saying: "Arrange a few more classes for me this ten days. I will be away for at least half a year, and I won't be back until two or three years at most. "

"Okay, uncle!" An Xingsheng immediately nodded in response, then stopped talking.

"Is something wrong?" Wang Zijia looked up at him and asked as he sat down.

An Xingsheng glanced at Wang Zijia cautiously, and then asked: "Uncle, do you still need someone to accompany you?"

Wang Zijia stopped browsing for a moment, raised his head in surprise, and said, "You also want to go to the secular world?"

"This disciple has stayed in Wanyu since he was born. Not to mention traveling far away, he has not even been out a few times, so he wants to follow his uncle to see the world and see what this world is like." An Xingsheng With a smile, he said with expectation.

Wang Zijia looked An Xingsheng up and down, An Xingsheng's eyes were slightly lowered, and he stood honestly in the room.

Over the past year, he has changed a lot. The most obvious improvement is in his cultivation. Under Wang Zijia's "teaching by words and deeds", he is about to break through to the level of a high-level boy.

What's bad now is just the problem of the last great technique.

After following Wang Zijia for a year, he never missed any class, and he had quietly mastered two skills. Even though he has mastered these two techniques for more than ten years, he knows better than anyone the effects of the previous ten years.

It was also because of this that he knew better than anyone else how terrifying the teaching ability of Uncle Daozi, who had been teaching in the Fulou in a low-key manner, except for the one time he shined in the competition.

At least to him, it is as if every word is written with pearls and every word is written in heaven.

"It's okay for you to follow me. I'm used to it. But if you follow me, what should we do?" Wang Zijia asked. Wang Zijia had a rough guess as to what the other party was thinking.

It's just that I made up my mind to hold on to my thigh, fearing that after two or three years of his absence, the friendship that I had finally cultivated would become estranged.

An Xingsheng was overjoyed when he heard this and said: "Uncle, you don't need to worry about this matter. The disciple will arrange for someone to look after our building."

"Then just follow me!" Wang Zijia said casually.

"Thank you, uncle!" An Xingsheng said with a happy face.

"Is there anything else?" Wang Zijia asked again when he saw that the other party did not leave immediately.

"Early this morning, a disciple was sent from outside." As An Xingsheng spoke, he glanced at Wang Zijia carefully, and when he saw no response, he continued:

"I said it was Master Uncle who asked me to come to the building to do something. But I saw that his cultivation level was very low. He had practiced Taoism for less than a year. He had just comprehended the technique and had some sense of energy. So I wanted to ask Uncle Master, where are the arrangements?"

Wang Zijia paused for a moment, then remembered something and said, "Xu Xian?"

"Yes, Senior Uncle! It seems that it was sent by a junior from Wanyuzhai where you once stayed. Senior Brother Xiang who sent it said that you personally agreed and ordered it."

An Xingsheng tried his best to explain the matter clearly using words without any bias. The wording was even a little careful, so as not to appear that Xiang was suing Xiang Jia, nor to appear that he was inactive. After all, this was the first time that the Xiang family used the banner of Wang Zijia to stuff people into the building, so he had to pay attention.

"For this little cultivation... let's arrange to do some odd jobs in the building first." Wang Zijia said calmly as if he didn't understand the meaning. After saying this, he paused and thought of the care Mr. Xu gave him, and then added:

"Well, I will also arrange an auditorium seat for this kid over there in the teaching hall. Every time I teach, you can bring him along and listen to the class together."

An Xingsheng was shocked and instantly understood that this person might not have been tricked by Xiang Jia, but by the real prince Jiaying. At the same time, for this young man who Wang Zijia had sent to him for the first time, the importance he attached to him was once again raised to a higher level.

"Disciple knows how to do it!" An Xingsheng's thoughts changed and he responded: "Then disciple will go down and make arrangements!"

"Well, go ahead. As a rule, if anyone asks for advice, make arrangements until the afternoon!"

While the prince was talking, he had already read the document and pulled out the information An Xingsheng borrowed today from the bottom: "Detailed Explanation of Spiritual Veins" and "Evolution of Talisman Formation"

An Xingsheng bowed respectfully, turned around and went out, closing the door behind him.

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A morning of fishing.

"Boom!"

"Enter!"

Just after the afternoon, An Xingsheng began to arrange for disciples to come in and ask for advice on how to open a small stove.

Ever since his competition, as long as he was in class, there was no shortage of people asking for advice every day. They all came in an endless stream. This was another benefit brought by fame.

But Wang Zijia didn't have the habit of rejecting anyone who came. After all, his Xiao Zao was, strictly speaking, cheating on others. If things go on like this, the effect will definitely be very significant, so you should pay more for more than for more.

"I've seen Uncle Master!" The door was opened and a timid female disciple came in.

She is eighteen or nineteen years old, with the youthful look of a girl, a small round face, and big eyes, very delicate. If she were to wear a princess dress again, she would look like a top-notch lolita, but still a fierce lolita. This caused Wang Zijia to look at him twice in surprise.

The other party seemed to be very introverted, with his head lowered. When he peeked at Wang Zijia, he found that Wang Zijia was sizing her up. His face instantly turned red with embarrassment and he buried his head tightly.

"Do you often listen to my classes?" Feeling that the other person was possessed by him, Wang Zijia asked as if he knew the other person.

The girl lowered her head tightly, almost burying her head in her neck, and said like a mosquito whispering: "I have been listening to this every time for the past two decades."

"But I really have a question to ask? You should know that the 'little fairy' who came to me and made trouble the day before yesterday was thrown into the spirit animal garden to dig out feces for a month, right?" Wang Zijia looked at the other party's expression with an indifferent expression. The way.