Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 79 You two are still young

The old Taoist Zhang Zhishun heard the movement and came to the backyard. As soon as he came in, he heard three people chatting about live streaming.

He frowned, and said earnestly: "Xiaojiang, listen to the old man, this live broadcast brings goods...you are still very young..."

The water friends in the live broadcast room reacted, and everyone burst into laughter. Many people laughed too much, and their stomachs hurt from laughing.

Jiang Yun pointed at Fatty Wang and Hu Jianjun, dumbfounded, and explained: "Mr. Zhang, they are the ones who want to talk about the live streaming, and I didn't agree to them!"

The old priest Zhang Zhishun looked at the two of them, and persuaded him, "You two little laymen, listen to the poor Taoist, this live broadcast brings goods...you two are still young..."

Fatty Wang and Hu Jianjun glanced at each other, with dumbfounding expressions on their faces.

The two of them explained: "Old Daoist, although the water for live streaming is deep, we feel that Daoist Jiang can handle it."

"After all, live broadcasting is not an illegal business. Since it is a business and it is for making money, it must not be shabby."

"Shabby, very shabby!"

"Live broadcasting is to earn money from fans. Fans treat the anchor as their family, and the anchor can't treat fans as devils!" Zhang Zhishun said very frankly.

The water friends in the live broadcast room couldn't laugh or cry.

"I often touch Captain Jin, when did I get this kind of bird air?"

"This beating is not a slap in the face. The Daoist really pressed the faces of Fatty Wang and Lao Hu on the ground and rubbed them!"

"Antiques and stuff like that are live-streamed, who would dare to buy them? [Covering face]."

"If the Taoist really agrees to bring the goods, I would like to buy one, but the price has to be cut in half."

"The price is cut in half, no problem, 1000 yuan will be sold to you for 500 yuan, and then the supplier will make a tearful profit of 495 yuan, and turn around and order a new batch of goods."

"There's no way. Playing with antiques depends on your eyesight. It's really unrealistic to pick up leaks. After all, some experts often stumble."

"Uh, can those two buddies stop talking about the live streaming of goods in front of the camera, it seems really silly."

"I seriously doubt that the Daoist wants us to see the true face of the live broadcast, so we can still chat with him now."

Fatty Wang said in a tone full of temptation: "Old Taoist, it is really profitable to live broadcast now. It is possible to earn hundreds of thousands, millions or even tens of millions a day."

"Facing this environment, do you want to make money? Or do you want to stand?"

Old Taoist Zhang Zhishun put his hands behind his back, he looked up at the sky, and said proudly: "I don't want to broadcast live, I have hard knees, I want to stand, and I earn money."

"Old Taoist, you can't make money that way." Fatty Wang shook his head.

"Can't you make money?" Zhang Zhishun said with a smile.

Fatty Wang suddenly felt that the old man in front of him was a little cute. This monk had been separated from society for too long, and his thoughts were a little naive.

He recalled the years when he paid study fees in the antique industry, and said firmly, "Old Taoist, you really can't make money standing up!"

The old priest Zhang Zhishun smiled and did not refute.

He took out a business card case from his pocket, opened it, and patted it on the table.

All the business cards there are luxuriously designed, and many of them even look like pure gold cards, and the names on them always make people feel familiar.

"This is the contact information of the old man's customers. Randomly pick out one of the people on it. They are all worth at least 5000 million yuan. With this thing, can they make money?"

The water friends in the live broadcast room immediately realized what it was, and many people laughed out loud.

"Damn it, is that the legendary list of rich people? The old Taoist priest is a monk. Why does he have such a thing?"

"Brothers, to be honest, there is also a rich woman's phone notebook in my next home."

"The phone and notebook of the rich woman, is it real or not? I don't want to work hard anymore, brother, please share the contact information of the rich woman."

"Brothers in the live broadcast room have heard a piece of advice from someone who came over, you can't bear the suffering of a rich woman, the steel ball hurts!"

"emmmm..."

Fatty Wang and Hu Jianjun smiled but did not speak.

The old Taoist priest Zhang Zhishun also smiled. He took out a small gourd from his arms and said, "This is a health product made by the old man himself - Yangshen Pill. One pill can refresh your mind for a whole day. Can it earn money?"

"Old Taoist, health products can make money, but selling health products is actually similar to selling antiques."

"This old man never cheats, so let me ask you, if you add these two things together, can you make money standing up?"

After Zhang Zhishun finished speaking, he felt something was wrong, and he immediately changed his words: "It's not standing, they are begging to put money into my hand."

Fatty Wang and Hu Jianjun swallowed. Looking at the little gourd, they suddenly felt that it looked familiar.

Fuck, the boss who asked them to come to Tianyuan Taoist Temple this time seems to have solemnly pulled out a small gourd of this style from his arms.

There is a very elegant Zhang character branded on this thing, as long as you pay attention, it is actually easy to identify.

"Dare to ask the old Taoist priest, where is it sacred?"

"Old man, Zhang Zhishun, have you two heard my name?"

The legs of Fatty Wang and Hu Jianjun trembled. Zhang Zhishun's name is really resounding in the capital.

The old man's medical skills are said to have reached the level of perfection, and he has treated many big shots in recent years, and his connections have reached the level of heaven.

As long as the old man wants to do something, no matter how difficult it is, someone will stand up and solve it very quickly.

A favor from a genius doctor is very expensive, and sometimes it really saves a life.

Fatty Wang and Hu Jianjun once carefully calculated an account. If the old priest Zhang Zhishun wanted to make money, his ability to make money would definitely not be weaker than that of a large listed company.

"Old Daoist Zhang, disrespect, disrespect, I am the two of you who are careless today." Fatty Wang said very humblely.

The water friends in the live broadcast room looked confused.

"Old Taoist Zhang Zhishun looks like an ordinary old man, is he very powerful?"

"Gah, Chinese medicine students said that old Taoist Zhang Zhishun is a combination of contemporary Hua Tuo and Bian Que."

"Old Daoist Zhang said that the disease can be cured, so you can rest assured. If the old Taoist Zhang said that the disease cannot be cured, then you can also rest assured. Do you think it is good or not?"

Fatty Wang and Hu Bayi looked at Jiang Yun and Zhang Zhishun, the old priests. They clasped their fists together and said in unison: "The old Taoists have excellent medical skills, and the little Taoists have great kung fu!"

"We two brothers have gained a lot of knowledge today, and the two priests are not ordinary people. Don't mention the matter of live streaming, we will leave immediately."

"Two priests, it is fate to meet each other. Can the four of us leave a contact information for each other and add a friend?"

"In the future, as long as my brothers can be used, you two feel free to ask, no matter whether you can do it or not, we will definitely do it!"

(End of this chapter)