Chapter 383 Endless

"This is my apprentice." Uncle Ya emphasized with a smile on his face: "He is my apprentice."

This introduction was something I didn’t expect.

There are three types of apprentices. The one the master is most proud of is called the beloved disciple; the one who is the most skilled in learning is called the favored disciple.

The one with the highest status is the disciple.

This means that the master regards this apprentice as his son!

Shopkeeper Liu pushed up his glasses, and there was a lot of approval in his eyebrows: "Young man is always calm in danger. He is worthy of being Uncle Ya's apprentice!"

Businessmen are indeed different. One sentence praises two people.

"Okay, Lao Ya. If everything's okay here, I'll go back."

Before he could say a few words, Shopkeeper Liu had already stood up.

When he passed by me, he stopped, smiled and patted me on the shoulder: "Thank you, young man!"

"The tea will burn your mouth, drink it later."

Turning around, I looked at Uncle Ya and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Is there any money for tea?"

"There are rules in the industry. If he wants to give it, there's nothing I can do about it."

This tea money is not money for tea, but a benefit fee.

What Shopkeeper Liu said about "tea scalding your mouth" is that the favor fee is higher than the market price.

I looked at Uncle Ya confused and said softly: "Did you find this person?"

"yes."

Uncle Ya showed a satisfied look on his face: "He has been listening to me since the first day I told my story, and even now, it comes rain or shine."

"We can be considered old friends!"

"Don't think so much." Uncle Ya hugged his shoulders and said softly: "I can't let you suffer alone, right?"

"You are a Taoist priest. You should understand that everything in the world is like a Tai Chi diagram, with yin and yang. When you see the front, you should think of its shortcomings."

I laughed: "I learned another lesson?"

"Otherwise?" Uncle Ya grinned: "Is it possible that you want to have an endless war of words with him?"

I suddenly became playful and joked: "Didn't you say you don't care about me? But you're not willing to let me go?"

Uncle Ya slowly moved his hands to his feet: "If you continue to be cheap and obedient, I can't control the soles of my shoes!"

If there is an old man in the family, there is still a treasure.

I must admit that Uncle Ya is really a treasured old man.

He is the wily one, he is the fierce one, and he is the amiable one.

I'm quite helpless about this old man.

While competing with me, he secretly helped me exert my strength.

I found a chair and leaned heavily on it: "This person is indeed coming from a bad place. I now suspect..."

"Sit down! Take your legs back!"

Before I finished speaking, Uncle Ya shouted out loudly, which made me tremble all over.

I put away my legs and smiled.

"What did you just say?" Uncle Ya sipped his tea: "What do you suspect?"

"I suspect that he has something to do with Chen Changming."

"Where's the evidence?"

I told what happened in the mountains, but what I got in return was Uncle Ya shaking his head.

"Don't let yourself fool yourself."

He put down the teacup calmly and tilted his head to look at me: "Seeing may not necessarily be believing. Is your inference really trustworthy?"

"To put it bluntly, your inference is called conjecture. Isn't it too much?"

Uncle Ya's words left me speechless.

Indeed, I should learn more from his composure.

"What do you think is the next step..."

Halfway through my words, I felt like I was being redundant, so I changed my words with a wry smile.

"If I ask you everything, what else do you want to do?"

Uncle Ya nodded with great satisfaction: "Well, you've learned a lot."

"Why?"

I looked up at Uncle Ya again: "Uncle, did you hear what I just said outside?"

"I heard."

"Do you think it can be realized?"

Uncle Ya pursed his lips and smiled, and asked in a cryptic manner: "Isn't this up to you?"

"Me?" I pointed at myself, confused in my mind: "Why me?"

"Since ancient times, the golden path of salt and grain, if you strangle this path to death, it won't get a grain of rice."

I was stunned, then smiled bitterly and said, "You also said that salt and grain are the golden way, and those who can do this business are not ordinary people."

"How can I cut off other people's wealth?"

Uncle Ya was sitting on the stage with a hint of seriousness in his smile: "As long as you nod, I can break it."

I suddenly looked up at him, my heart beating a few times...