"arrive."

A group of people got out of the car. Their son Zhang Xing, grandfather Zhang Aiguo, and the accompanying driver Li Qiang and the owner Yang Sen came to the central square. Looking at the bustling crowd, they couldn't help but sigh. The group of people are all discerning.

I took a casual look at the people in the square and found that except for the pale patient, everyone else in the square looked rich or noble in appearance, not ordinary people.

"Tonight, our Zhang family has obtained two more quotas for the Qi Seeds, one for Grandpa and one for Grandpa Yang."

"However, now is not the time. The real person will have to wait until after 10 o'clock in the evening to distribute the true energy seeds."

"The money is also ready. There are 3 million in cash in both boxes. But before that, we need to find Zhou Cheng or Sun Hua, the registered disciple of the real person, hand over the money to him in advance and get the quota number, so that it can be considered effective.

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"That Sun Hua is an old fox and is difficult to get along with, but Zhou Cheng is relatively easy to talk to. He got the three places in our Zhang family through his hands."

"It has been planned in advance. When the time comes, Grandpa Yang, please tell him in advance. You said you don't need the Qi seed. You just want to ask for advice on the way of heaven and man. Maybe it can be done."

"This matter must not be concealed. Let the real person know in advance. Don't tell the truth first. Otherwise, the real person will be angry and none of us can resist it."

After some twists and turns, Zhang Xing and Yang Sen found Zhou Cheng's office.

When the group saw Zhou Cheng, it was Zhang Xing who came out to say hello. Although Zhang Xing was the youngest and youngest, he was the most talkative. At this time, Zhang Xing walked forward with a smile and said hello cheerfully.

"Oops, Mr. Zhou, I'm disturbing you again."

"We are here to register for tonight's real seed quota."

With that said, the driver behind him, Li Qiang, held a box of 3 million in cash in each hand, handed it over with his head lowered, and placed it in front of Zhou Cheng's desk.

"Well, I'm from the Zhang family in the Magic City...Okay, I've registered, you can go out."

Zhou Cheng just looked up and did not check the number of banknotes. There was no need to check. No one dared to be short of money in this regard.

Zhang Xing did not leave after hearing this, but came closer with a brighter smile on his face.

"Well, Mr. Zhou, this is just a small thing. I want to treat you to tea."

Zhang Xing whispered, secretly took out a check and gently placed it in front of Zhou Cheng. There was a number on the check - 10 million!

Zhou Cheng calmly glanced at the number on the check. Since the real person started passing down the Qi seeds a week ago, various people come here to contact him every day, just asking for a quota.

The real person has set a quota of one hundred places per day, of which fifty quotas are decided by the Magic City Government, while the other fifty private quotas are decided by Zhou Cheng and Sun Hua, who decide thirty and twenty respectively.

This is exactly the benefit of being the only two registered disciples of Zhenren.

After only seven days, Zhou Cheng could receive a stack of checks in this office every night, but it was still rare for a check to directly reach 8 figures like today.

Zhou Cheng received tens of millions for tea every day. When he saw this 10 million check, he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

You must know that the quota that Zhou Cheng can decide is not to determine who has and who does not have it, but who comes first and who comes first.

They are all 3 million Zhenqi seeds, and there is nothing that cannot be bought with a quota.

To put it more vividly, it's like buying things online. A group of people have placed orders on the website, and they have to be shipped immediately.

What Zhou Cheng decides is who should be shipped first and who should be shipped later.

Except for the first two days, Zhou Cheng was a little cautious and didn't have the guts to accept 'tea money'. Starting from the third day, almost everyone who got a quota had to pay 'tea money' in varying amounts, ranging from one million to nearly 100,000 yuan.

Ten million.

Master Dao Yi sells 100 Qi seeds every day for 300 million, while Zhou Cheng can get 100 or 200 million for tea!

A Qi seed costs 3 million, but according to the ranking, some people are anxious to get it quickly, so they throw 5 million, 8 million, and 10 million at Zhou Cheng!

Although he got more than the real person, Zhou Cheng felt not guilty at all, because he did not hide the matter from Daoyi Zhenren. He told him everything without hiding a penny more, and took the initiative to hand over 50%. In fact, he originally

We have to hand over 90% of it, but our Master Daoyi wants to maintain the image of a superior person, so how can he look ugly?

Therefore, we only need an equal share of 50%.

Although Master Daoyi doesn't like money and hardly uses money, he still needs to collect the money that should be collected.

Zhou Cheng looked at the 10 million tea money and was not in a hurry to accept it. He stretched out his hand and pushed it back to Zhang Xing.

"Eh? What are you... I remember that the Zhang family has already obtained five places including this time, right?"

"Why do you still want five places? This is not possible, it is too urgent. Please wait a few more days, otherwise people will gossip."

Zhou Cheng had already collected more than 10 million yuan in tea fees from Zhang Xing's family. The first three quotas were given to Zhang Xing, Zhang Jianjun, and Zhang Xing's brother Zhang Zheng. However, Zhang Zheng's quota belonged to the Magic City Government.

It is not included in the private quota.

The two places tonight were originally for Zhang Xing’s grandfather, Zhang Aijun, and one for Zhang Xing’s mother, Liu Xue.

"No, no, no, Mr. Zhou, you have misunderstood. Actually, we want to ask you to give him a word."

"Huh?" Zhou Cheng's eyes tightened and he looked at Zhang Xing coldly.

"If you want me to say something to a real person, give me 10 million?

"This is interesting. Tell me, what are you talking about?"

"Mr. Zhou, this is actually the case. My Grandpa Yang is a great master of Chinese martial arts. He once had the title of Martial God Yang Wudi forty years ago. He..."

Zhang Xing told Zhou Cheng what happened to Yang Sen in a few words.

"...Then, this is it. Grandpa Yang is a martial arts fanatic, obsessed with martial arts, but troubled by the lack of a way forward, so he wants to ask the real person for advice on the ways of heaven and man."

"Chinese martial arts? Martial arts fool? Yang Wudi? Martial god? Oh, what a great name. Does it mean you want to ask a real person for advice on the ways of heaven and man?" Zhou Cheng looked at Yang Sen with a playful and thoughtful look on his face.

Yang Sen calmly cupped his fists and cupped his hands without being humble or arrogant, but said nothing.

"Martial God Yang Sen, Yang Wudi... I have never heard of this name. Forgive me for being ignorant, but I heard from Zhang Xing that you are eighty-one this year, but you can still maintain such an ageless appearance and always have strong vitality and blood. It seems that you have some skills.

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"It's just that since you know that there is no way forward in national martial arts, why don't you simply switch to internal martial arts? With your talent, it is possible that even a real person would like to accept you as a disciple, and maybe he can teach you to join the Tao."

Yang Sen said calmly: "Forgive Yang for being ignorant. Yang has been obsessed with Chinese martial arts and martial arts in his life and is unwilling to switch to other schools. Although the inner strength and spiritual path of the real person are broad and profound, they are not what Yang wants."

"I just ask for guidance from the real person, but if you get anything from me, Yang will be rewarded in the future."

"Okay, good temper. It is said that warriors have bad tempers. You, the God of War, are flexible and flexible and have a bit of a temper. I will bring your words to the real person, but whether the real person is willing to answer you, I can't give you the answer, and I can't make the decision.

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"Please come back, please. Let's wait until you see the real person after 10 o'clock in the evening."
Chapter completed!