Liu Changan was the poorest person Zhu Juntang knew. His clothes, shoes, and pants looked like they were worth less than a hundred yuan.
Poverty, disease, and war were the injustices in the world that humans were most unwilling to encounter.
Zhu Juntang had no intention of sighing at the disparity between people. In truth, she was just curious about Liu Changan's choice. He had rejected her recruitment and continued to live his poor life. She wanted to understand his thoughts and life pursuits. Only then would she be able to find the right solution to the problem and offer him conditions that could move him even more, so that she could recruit him under her.
Everything in the world was a transaction, wasn't it? It was just that some deals were worth it, and some deals could only be made in silence, or they could only swallow the bitter pill in silence.
Liu Changan was reading his book. Zhu Juntang didn't care that he turned a blind eye to the beautiful fairy. Who asked him to be a celestial man like Iron Crutch Li?
"For an immortal like you, by right, any bowl you take out should be an antique. It should have been used by some famous person in history." Zhu Juntang continued, "I've seen a Korean drama before. In it, there's an alien male lead who can live forever. He's called Professor Dou. It's like this. When the female lead smashed his antique cutlery, his heart ached and he said that it was used by so-and-so."
Liu Changan couldn't help laughing. "This film should be quite funny."
"This film is funny, but what I just described … What's funny about it?" Zhu Juntang didn't understand why Liu Changan was laughing.
"If I'm really immortal, or if I'm the honored guest of Emperor Hanwu, it won't be difficult for me to be the emperor myself … Countless geniuses and heroes would sit down and talk about Taoism, romance, and the world. After hundreds of years, these people would turn into dust. Why would I cherish the tableware of that time and keep it for my own use?" Liu Changan looked at Zhu Juntang in confusion. "Isn't this funny? I find it hard to understand why some people think of this as a style … Furthermore, if you look at the museums, the artifacts that were unearthed hundreds or thousands of years ago may be exquisite, but there are very, very few artifacts that can't be replicated or surpassed by modern technology. At most, the methods used are lost, so it's difficult to make the exact same artifacts. However, it's not difficult to say that the quality of the artifacts is better and the degree of practicality is better. Why do I need these antiques to show off my style and give up the better products brought about by the advancement of human technology? "
"Another point is that many antiques are mixed with a lot of heavy metals and things that modern science has proven to be harmful to human health … Using them to eat and cook will affect the taste, understand?"
Zhu Juntang thought about it. What Liu Changan said was very reasonable, but why did people talk about it as it was? Didn't people always find a reason to refute other people's words, regardless of whether they were reasonable or not?
"I'm just giving you an example! If you don't use antiques, then don't use antiques, but you're still very poor. How can an immortal be as poor as you? " Zhu Juntang was more and more convinced that Liu Changan, to be precise, had superpowers. His immortality wasn't to the extent that he had lived for hundreds or thousands of years, which meant that he was still young since his great-grandmother's generation … Otherwise, if he really lived for thousands of years, how could he be so poor? He could save some money and live a good life now.
"So what if I'm poor? Do I have to eat your rice and flour because I'm poor?" Liu Changan didn't care and flipped through the pages of the book. "I told you that night on the rooftop, I was just making up a story."
Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Changan suspiciously. One moment, she wanted to believe what he said on the rooftop that day, the next moment, she wanted to believe her own analysis, and the next moment, she wanted to see if what he was saying now was half true or completely perfunctory.
"It doesn't matter if you don't admit that you're immortal and don't have superpowers, but at least tell me, how did you appear on the rooftop of my house that day?" Zhu Juntang was still very curious about this point. "At that time, in order not to attract attention, I didn't check the surveillance, but recently, when my mother came to Junsha, I checked the surveillance again, but I couldn't find your whereabouts."
Liu Changan thought about it, looked at Zhu Juntang with uncertainty, and asked tentatively, "Maybe you were dreaming?"
"Why would I dream of you for no reason? I didn't know you at all before that day. Who would dream of someone they don't know! "The elegant Zhu Juntang couldn't stand his serious and perfunctory answer.
"That makes sense."
"You …"
Zhu Juntang was very angry. Liu Changan was the most perfunctory person to her, and he was also the most patient and polite person to her, but he didn't take Zhu Juntang seriously at all. She bit her lip, revealing two canine teeth. "Liu Changan, do you believe that I won't bite you? Since you're immortal, maybe you'll be like Tripiṭaka, eating a bite of your meat can make me immortal. "
"Where do you want to eat? I'll go wash first and add some oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar for you to taste. "
Of course, Zhu Juntang wouldn't really bite him. What oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar? He was obviously impenetrable, like a stone in a latrine pit, smelly and hard.
"I'll tell you one last thing …" Zhu Juntang thought about it and calmed down. She wanted to be like the four princes of the Warring States Period. She had to be courteous and let the other party feel her greatest sincerity. "After my mother came to Jun Sha, Zhongqing reported everything he knew about you to my mother. My mother is as smart as I am, but she doesn't know your secret like I do, so she's only looking for your great-grandfather … In fact, it's you, but on the surface, there's a mysterious old man. She's looking for this mysterious old man. "
"Why didn't you tell your mother?" Liu Changan was curious about this.
"Everyone has secrets that they can't tell, so don't ask me so much. In short, my mother isn't a beautiful, cute, and kind-hearted fairy like me. If you can't keep the secret, even if my great-grandmother can help you … you'll be in big trouble. My mother is a very powerful and cruel person. "Zhu Juntang said seriously.
"I see."
"Are you particularly touched? I'm so sincere to you. "
"No."
Zhu Juntang really didn't know what to do with Liu Changan, but she didn't give up. One day, he would be touched. As the saying goes, an iron bar can be ground into a needle. How far is it now? Since the gods favored her so much and created such a beautiful fairy who surpassed everything, then she would always be given more happiness and achievements.
"One last question." Zhu Juntang giggled. "Are you really not going to get engaged to Qin Yanan?"
"Yes."
"Then do you have any prejudice against young and beautiful widows?" Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Changan expectantly.
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