I really want to be a cook

They wept silently in their hearts.

The little cabbage that I had been thinking about for three years was actually delivered to someone else's mouth.

"Hey! In broad daylight, under the bright sky, there are still old people robbing virgins from good families. It's simply too much!"

A lazy and handsome young man walked into the teahouse, followed by guards in black.

"The Martial Arts Division handles the case, and the idlers wait to step back!"

"Well, why is there no movement? Is Martial Daosi doing so badly now? Then change your name."

"Dongchang handles the case, and the idlers and others are all ordered to serve in prison!"

Whoa! !

At this moment, everyone finally realized that they all ran out of the teahouse scramblingly, not even daring to turn their heads.

Seeing that the teahouse was idle, the young man found a place to sit down on his own, and with the peanuts on the table, he smiled at the monk and the blind old man:

"Remember me? Don't quit, little master."

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Faced with the familiar greetings from the young man, he couldn't help being taken aback:

"Benefactor, does the monk know you?"

Jiang Ping's smile froze directly on his face, he pointed at his own face in disbelief, and said angrily:

"Could it be that you can forget such a handsome face? Damn it, I was the one who paid for it when I went shopping with you."

Bujie immediately realized: "So it's you, Master Jiang!"

This is the first time I went to hell, I can't forget it if I don't stop.

He clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Lord Jiang, you have become more beautiful, and the little monk didn't recognize it for a while."

Hearing this, Jiang Ping laughed immediately, put his arms around Bujie's shoulder without any surprise, and said cheerfully:

"Why don't you say why I miss you all the time, I just like your sincerity, and I won't lie."

Bujie shook his shoulders cautiously, but found that with his strength, he couldn't get rid of it at all. He didn't panic, and chanted another Buddha's mantra:

"Monks don't tell lies, monks don't tell lies."

"That's right, the society is so complicated now, and we need people like you who are brave enough to tell the truth. I haven't asked you why you came here, are you here to marry a wife again?"

Jiang Ping glanced at the blind old man and his granddaughter.

Speaking of which, Monk Bujie just met by chance, but his real target this time is the blind old man.

The identity of this blind old gentleman is not simple.

He is one of Tian Luo, the number one mysterious intelligence organization in Zhao State.

Well, the former Tianluo.

It is said that he had to quit the organization because he stole an important treasure in the organization privately, and began to hide his name.

But even so, his sources, intelligence personnel are very comparable.

Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to know the world's affairs while sitting at home.

After all, not everyone has a player forum where they can read gossip news every day when they are bored.

As for who is the real owner of the mysterious Tianluo organization, Jiang Ping guessed that it is Zhao Huang in all likelihood.

Kind of incredible.

But this news was told by his father-in-law who finally left the customs, and Jiang Ping believed it.

The father-in-law has been in seclusion for more than two years, but the effect is mediocre.

His strength is even worse than Dong's, and he is about the same as Master. Although they are all great masters, they are not 01:30 points away from the mythical realm.

After sitting for several years, Tie Ao finally recognized the truth and stepped out.

If it is said that the realm of mythology can be broken through through retreat, then there will be no such legend as a myth of a hundred years.

So Tie Ao also came out.

After he came out, he began to understand all the big and small things that happened in the past two years, including Jiang Ping's position as the director of the Martial Arts Department.

From the eyes of an excellent leader, Tie Ao pointed out the biggest flaw of the Martial Arts Division today.

That is the absence of the intelligence network.

After all, the Martial Arts Department was established not long ago, even with Zhao Huang's strong support behind it, the East Factory was established before, and the God Detective Department was restructured later.

The resources that Zhao Huang can leave to Martial Daosi are actually very few.

What's more, the current director of Martial Arts Department is Jiang Ping.

Therefore, most of Budao Division's intelligence sources now have to be outsourced, which not only costs a lot, but also cannot guarantee the security of information.

But Jiang Ping didn't care about it before.

After all, the organization outsourced is called Diwang, which he inherited from his father-in-law.

But the left hand is right handed.

But Tie Ao refused. He said that the underground network was entrusted by one of his life and death friends, and it was a very simple non-governmental organization, and he didn't want to get too much official background.

Even when he became the leader of the ground network, he also hid his identity.

Now it seems that they are taking money to do things, but after a long time, it is inevitable that they will be assimilated by Martial Daosi, and it will be extremely difficult to quit at that time.

Jiang Ping naturally followed good advice.

The old man was so kind to him, so of course he had to follow his orders, it was just a question of who would replace him after the ground grid was taken away.

And this question, the old man also gave a perfect answer.

If the ground network is not working, then find Tianluo.

And how to find Tianluo, how to hide it from the old man who has been operating in Shangjing for decades.

Tie Ao directly gave information about the blind old man.

When Jiang Ping came this trip, he was invited to serve in the Martial Arts Department and to form the intelligence agency of the Martial Arts Department.

As for whether the blind old man is willing or not, that's not in his mind.

Everyone has come, so you can't leave empty-handed.

After listening to Jiang Ping's ridicule, Bujie replied honestly:

"The monk is here to marry a wife."

As he said that, he said pitifully: "But the little monk has no treasure to change his wife."

Jiang Ping: "..."

"May I ask that this daughter-in-law was also appointed by your master?"

Don't stop nodding.

"Tell me honestly, how many marriages did your master order for you, Ma De, it's been ten years, and your wife hasn't finished marrying yet?"

Thinking of the seven wives who would not give up in the future, Jiang Ping wiped away the tears of envy from the corners of his mouth, and asked righteously.

Why doesn't he have such a good master who considers his disciple's lifelong affairs?

At this moment, Jiang Ping completely forgot that Tianzun met him and gave him four wives.

Even remembering is useless.

How can four be compared to seven!

Bujie touched his bald head, sighed and said:

"The little monk is also very troubled. The master always tells the little monk that there is another marriage at the end. Before the little monk went down the mountain three times and asked for marriage three times, he was kicked out.

This time should be the last time, because the master monk has passed away. "

Put your hands together and recite the Buddha's name silently.

Jiang Ping patted Bujie's shoulder: "My condolences, from now on, if you go to hell to eliminate demons, it will be counted as accumulating merit for your master."

He said distressedly, "The hell is too expensive, and I can't afford it."

"It's okay, since your master is gone and we meet old friends again, I'll introduce you to a good job with a lot of money, and you can go to hell as you want in the future.

Your master's spirit in heaven will definitely be gratifying. "

Jiang Ping had the expression of a good brother of the two of us.

Although he mainly came here to find the blind old man this time, it would be good to abduct Bujie away. We can't watch him go to the border of Qin and Zhao to die in a few years.

Of course, the future supreme master is also an important reason.

This monk can face off against that God of Killing from Qin.

Although in the end, there is not even a scum left.

Through the shoulder-to-shoulder contest just now, he has tested that Monk Bujie's strength has broken through the martial arts grand master, and is even much stronger than the general newly promoted grand masters.

According to the comparison of half the strength of the tentative shot, the non-restraint at this moment should be the strength of the veteran grand master.

At this moment, he was fooled over, and he won't lose any money.

He nodded first, then shook his head:

"Benefactor Jiang, why is this so embarrassing? Besides, the little monk still needs to practice, and the little monk has already returned to vulgarity, and he still needs to find a wife."

As soon as Jiang Ping saw something interesting, he immediately told the blind old man:

"Old man, did you just say you were going to marry your granddaughter?"

Bujie stopped him and said: "Benefactor Jiang, this little monk can't afford to give away treasures, and the master lied to this little monk again. This daughter-in-law is not given away for nothing."

Jiang Ping waved his hand: "Don't talk, watch me."

The blind old man smiled wryly and said: "Yes, this old man has made an appointment with the young monk's master, and when the little monk passes the test, he will come to find him.

The old man will marry his granddaughter to him.What I said just now was just a joke.

Xiaofang is here. "

"no no!"

Jiang Ping stopped the blind old man and said:

"My brother is getting married, how can I not prepare enough dowry, I will help him give this dowry first.

Come to a white jade wall as an embellishment, a pair of longan jade beads as a token of love, plus a big house with two entrances and two exits in the most prosperous area of ​​the city as a new house, plus pocket money of 1 taels of gold.

Probably about the same, if it is not enough, we will make up. "

The blind old man trembled more and more as he listened.

The more you gain, the more you lose.

This truth was understood when he was 12 years old.

Moreover, he had recognized Jiang Ping's identity long ago, how could this devil who slaughtered martial arts be easy to get along with.

Don't look at his hippie smiling face at the moment, a dandy who relies on power.

But I, who had studied his dossier a long time ago, knew that this man was moody and reckless, especially after he became the director of the Martial Arts Department, he was a little crazy.

Now the two deputy directors of the Martial Arts Department are well-known in Zhao Guojiang and lakes, and they are both first-class figures in the hearts of martial arts people, but they can only be inferior to this person, so one can imagine their strength.

And he probably guessed the purpose of his visit today.

After all, there is only this little value left in him.

But the old man still wanted to struggle: "Young master, let them solve the young people's affairs by themselves.

The old man is just a storyteller who cooks in a teahouse, he is too blessed to bear it. "

He shook his head and said, "No, no, benefactor Jiang, your gift is too expensive, I can't take it."

"It's okay, this will be deducted from your future salary, you can use it at ease." Jiang Ping said with a smile,

"And I don't have the habit of taking back what I give away."