Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 78 Don't Talk, I'm Applying for World Heritage

"Master Daoist, I am Wang Kaisheng from Panjiayuan in Beijing. People in the Jianghu are called Fatty Wang. Some time ago, we both fell in love with your stone manger in the live broadcast room. Do you remember us?" Fatty Wang said with a smile on his face.

Jiang Yun squinted his eyes and took a closer look at the two people in front of the Taoist temple.

The speaker was a stocky man in a green military jacket, with disheveled hair and a perpetual smile on his face that seemed very humorous.

The other person combed his hair back, wore a gray jacket, and carried a small bag on his shoulders. He was born with a smell of iron and blood filled with gunpowder smoke, and he also had an aura of gangsters who were not afraid of anything.

Both of them had a black and transparent claw with golden thread inlaid on it.

The water friends in the live broadcast room suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Damn it, why do I look at those two people like Captain Jin?"

"What does it look like? That must be it. Didn't you see that there are gold-touching charms around their necks?"

"Fuck, Fatty Wang from Panjiayuan, and the other is Hu Jianjun, and people in the Jianghu are called Lao Hu. Those two people's identities are not simple."

"Enjoy it, enjoy it, why did Panjiayuan's Captain Mojin even dispatch the kicker?"

Jiang Yun looked at the two with a smile, and asked in a low voice: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Pindao sees that the outfits of the two look familiar, so I dare to ask, are the two captains Mojin?"

"Two good brothers, do you come to Tianyuan Taoist temple for serious business? Tell me, is there a big tomb near my Taoist temple?"

"Tomb robbery is a good job to make a fortune. The poor are very skilled. Two brothers, how about we get rich together?"

Fatty Wang quickly shook his head and waved his hands to deny it, the flesh on his face flew up.

"Master Daoist, don't wrong a good person. We are serious businessmen of Panjiayuan. Tomb robbery is against the law. Even if you put a long sword around my neck, I wouldn't dare to steal it!"

Hu Jianjun raised his head, the corners of his mouth twitched, and explained: "Master Dao, the notes on tomb robbery are fiction, you can't bring them into reality. We are serious businessmen of Panjiayuan."

The water friends in the live broadcast room looked at the two and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"I dare to guarantee with my life that these two people must have watched the live broadcast of the Taoist priest when he was fishing."

"Jiang Jiu from Jiangjia Village said: The monks nowadays don't talk about martial arts. He talks about doing business with you in partnership, but the last thing he thinks about is the bonus from the police station."

"Curious, what are the people from Panjiayuan looking for the Taoist priest to collect cultural relics?"

"Fuck, if these two people buy the stone manger, where will the Chinese sturgeon live?"

Seeing the nervousness of the two, Jiang Yun smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, you two, I just asked casually, come, please come in."

As soon as Fatty Wang walked to the front yard, he suddenly looked back and found that Jiang Yun had his hands behind his back, and his mentality collapsed on the spot.

"Master Dao, don't call the police, we are really Panjiayuan's cultural relic dealers!"

"Who called the police?"

"Daoist, don't pretend, I can see the mobile phone behind you, are you calling police officer Zhang Dajiang?"

Jiang Yun couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Poverty's mobile phone is in the Taoist temple, and I am holding the eight-treasure long sword behind my back."

"Don't worry, both of you, Jiang Jiu from our village blew himself up, that's why I called the police that day. I won't call the police for you, at least not now."

Fatty Wang and Lao Hu breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. When they turned their heads and continued walking, Fatty Wang lowered his voice and asked in a low voice, "Old Hu, do you think Daoist Jiang will give us a sword in the back?"

"The Taoist priest is a serious Taoist priest, so don't think about it. If your dream comes true, we both have to explain it here."

Jiang Yun: emmmmm
Are you two poor and deaf?

As soon as the two of them walked to the backyard, they saw the stone manger for the first time, and then moved over to it, scratching and rubbing each other, expressing their amazement.

"Fatty, this is what that old man in Beijing who loves to drink, smoke and burn his hair dreamed of. It's a pity that the Taoist priest doesn't sell it!"

"Old Hu, this is a good thing. It's just used to raise fish, so it's a bit wasteful."

The two stood by and sighed, the Chinese sturgeon came out of the water, stared straight at them, then sprayed out a mouthful of water, then turned around and quickly dived underwater.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were stunned on the spot.

They suddenly discovered that the animals that seem to live in the Tianyuan Taoist Temple have a tendency to become refined after a period of time.

For example, this Chinese sturgeon, which used to look ordinary, now looks really spiritual.

Its operation of running after spraying water really understands guerrilla tactics.

Jiang Yun looked at Fatty Wang and Hu Jianjun, frowned and said, "Both of you, Poor Dao has made it very clear just now, I won't sell this stone manger."

Fatty Wang wiped the water off his face. He glanced angrily at the Chinese sturgeon in the water, turned his head and said with a smile on his face, "Don't get me wrong, Daoist, we are not here today to buy antiques, but to talk to you about a deal." Big business."

"what business?"

"Live broadcast with goods!"

One sentence from Fatty Wang completely fooled Jiang Yun. After Hu Jianjun explained for a long time, he finally understood what was going on.

These two people are indeed cultural relic dealers from Panjiayuan in Beijing, and they are quite popular. There is a boss in Panjiayuan who is very interested in live broadcasting, so he established a Wenwan guild.

Yesterday, I specially entrusted these two people to come to Tianyuan Daoist Temple to find out what is going on, and I want to find Jiang Yun to live broadcast the goods.

"Master Dao, live broadcasting is the fastest way to make money in the live broadcasting industry. I don't know about Pan Ga's friendship. Have you ever heard of it?" Fatty Wang asked with a smile.

Jiang Yun shook his head and said, "Forget about live streaming, forget it, Pindao never makes money from fans."

"Master Dao, if you don't make money from fans, then whose money do you make?"

"Whoever has money, I will earn it."

Fatty Wang frowned and asked, "Master Daoist, you haven't brought any goods?"

"No."

Fatty Wang approached Jiang Yun and said in a low voice, "Master Daoist, the time for the anchor to become popular is only a few years, if you don't hurry up to make money, it will be over."

"You haven't brought the goods, we can teach you, this anchor is popular, if you want to make money, you must first create a name, win over the guild, and then sell the goods."

"When you sell something, the guild will help you pay the bills, and then the fans will follow you without thinking. After making money, the guild will return all the money, and the fans' money will be split!"

Jiang Yun's face changed, and he said, "Pindao has worked so hard to live stream the goods, how can I get [-]%?"

"Daozhang, [-]% belongs to others. If you can get [-]%, it depends on the face of the guild."

Jiang Yun said angrily: "Poverty has become famous and popular. If I want to make money, I still need to find guilds, live broadcast to bring goods, and watch their faces. Wouldn't I become a beggar on my knees?"

"Daoist, these days, begging on your knees can make a lot of money, but standing up and making money can't make much money!"

"Practitioners never value money. Gentlemen are poor, and I don't know how to live broadcast and bring goods. Please come back, both of you." Jiang Yun said to play, and pointed to the gate of Tianyuan Taoist Temple.

(End of this chapter)