90: The Real Daughter Has a Divine Calculation System

Chapter 33

After dealing with the evildoers on the opposite side, Anzi clapped his hands, took back the peach wood sword, and asked the ghost soldiers to go down, not forgetting to pay each of them some "rewards".

If you want the horse to run, you must give it some grass to eat.

If you borrow and repay, it will be easy to borrow again.

Zhang Zhaonian rushed out like a naughty monkey, and fell to his knees in front of Anzi with a plop, his tone excited and his whole body trembling.

"Little Master! Please accept me as your disciple!"

Zhang Sili: ...How embarrassing...

Hearing this, Anzi took two steps to the side and waved to Fang Shazhan and Zhang Sili who were not far away, "Uncle Fang, Mr. Zhang, please come over and help me collect the things."

"Young Master Zhang, you don't have any talent in metaphysics, so let's not torture each other." Anzi put away the peach wood sword, put the unused things on the altar into his backpack, and smuggled into the space.

It is still a question whether Young Master Zhang can survive the influence of that disaster star. Why does he still want to bring harm to her? No, no, absolutely not!

Zhang Sili thought about it and thought, if his son really worshipped the little Taoist priest as his master, wouldn't it be a good opportunity to establish a relationship with the little Taoist priest? This is an opportunity that has come to him!

"Young Master, although A Nian has no talent, he can serve you tea and water. This kid drives well and can be a driver. You don't need to teach him specially, just let him learn some principles of dealing with people from you." Zhang Sili is worthy of being the person in charge of Zhang's Jewelry Store, and his words are always nice.

Anzi wanted to refuse, but suddenly a deposit slip appeared in front of her. There was a string of “0” on it, which almost blinded her.

"Young Master, this is a gift for becoming your disciple." Zhang Sili handed over the deposit receipt with both hands.

The Little Master is already so powerful, not to mention the Grandma Master, but he knows that it is not so easy to catch up with such a powerful Grandma Master, so as a second choice, the Little Master will do.

Anzi swallowed a little, took the seven-digit deposit slip, and looked at Zhang Zhaonian as if he was looking at a hen that laid golden eggs.

She didn't want to accept an apprentice, but the Zhang family gave too much!

Putting the deposit slip into the small backpack, Anzi cleared his throat and said, "Although Young Master Zhang is not talented enough in metaphysics, he is a good candidate for martial arts. Although he may not be a first-rate master in the future, at least he is more than capable of being a second-rate master. I will teach him well."

Zhang Zhaonian's eyes lit up, and he immediately kowtowed and called out "Master" in a strong voice.

Zhang Sili didn't understand what Anzi meant by "second-rate master", but as long as she was willing to accept him, he would naturally be happy.

"Dad, Nian... I, I'm still here. Is there anyone who can take care of me?" Zhang Zhaofeng was so anxious that he wanted to jump up and down in the circle.

What? If he dies, he is no longer their beloved son or brother? No more love?
Hearing his voice, Anzi looked over and noticed that he was still huddled in the circle, so he walked over quickly, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, "Okay, you can come out now."

Zhang Zhaofeng felt aggrieved. He was about to leave, but his father and brother didn't react at all.

"Afeng, don't worry and go. I will prepare a house, a car and money for you so that you can live comfortably down there." Zhang Sili raised his hand out of habit to pat his son's shoulder, but when his hand reached mid-air he realized that his son was no longer with him, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

Zhang Zhaonian came forward, "Brother, I'll burn some beauties for you, no need to thank me too much..." Before he could say the word "I", he was slapped on the back of his head by Zhang Sili. Zhang Zhaofeng put away his aggrieved expression and bowed solemnly to Anzi, "Thank you, little master."

If it weren't for the little master, he might have killed his father and brother under the control of evil. The little master not only saved him, but also saved his entire family.

Anzi didn't say anything, her hands kept making hand gestures. After a while, she said calmly, "Your mother hasn't been reincarnated yet, so you'll have someone to take care of her after she goes down."

This news can be considered as her gift to her new disciple.

Sure enough, Zhang Zhaonian jumped three feet high, "Brother! When you see Mommy, remember to tell her that I miss her so much! And, Dad has a little star outside..." Before he could finish his words, his mouth was covered tightly by Zhang Sili.

Zhang Sili's tone was a little creepy. "Ah Feng, your brother was just talking nonsense. You can't say that in front of your mommy, okay? Daddy will make sure you and your mommy don't lack money down there."

Zhang Zhaofeng was trembling at his gentleness. It was so scary! His father had never spoken to him in such a strange tone before.

He hid behind Anzi and urged, "Little Master, please take me down quickly. I can't wait to see my mommy."

Anzi waved his hand indifferently and made a gesture to send him away.

After agreeing on the time for the official visit to become an apprentice, Fang Shazhan sent Anzi back home.

Before getting off the car, Anzi looked at his face and said with a smile, "Uncle Fang, as a thank you for picking me up today, I want to remind you that you have been lucky recently and your true love has arrived!"

Seeing that the little girl was teasing him, Fang Shazhan raised his hand and ruffled her short hair into a mess, "Go in quickly! Watch out or your grandma will beat you up!"

Anzi snorted, turned around and ran into the villa.

Wang Po hadn't gone to bed yet, busy in the kitchen preparing Anzi's midnight snack. On the way back from the milk tea shop, she stopped by the vegetable market and found someone selling local chickens, so she bought one and made soup, adding a lot of tonic herbs to it.

"Grandma, Grandma, I'm back!" Anzi rushed in like a cannonball and hugged Wang Po's legs, sniffing again, "It smells so good, it's chicken soup! Grandma's cooking skills are amazing!"

In the past, conditions were limited and Wang Po had no place to display her cooking skills. Now that the family is well-off, she has to find all kinds of ways to nourish Anzi's body.

"Okay, okay, go wash your hands quickly, I'll serve you a bowl right away." Wang Po said impatiently, but she was very happy in her heart. She would definitely raise Anzi to be stronger than a calf.

After finishing his midnight snack, Anzi collapsed on the sofa with contentment. Thinking of the red envelope he had prepared long ago, he crawled over with difficulty to get his small backpack.

"Grandma, this is today's income, you have to donate half of it." Anzi fished out a red envelope, which only contained 100 yuan. It's not that she didn't want to put more in it, but because Fang Shazhan only asked her to help as a messenger. How much income can a messenger earn? If she put too much in it, wouldn't it be exposed?
People in the Xuanmen all have five disadvantages and three shortcomings, but for some unknown reason, they were avoided after they came in. Anzi guessed that this might be the compensation given to her by heaven.

The purpose of donating money is to accumulate good karma for An Laoqi and Wang Po. As for her, we will talk about her next life in the next life, so there is no need to mourn her.

Grandma Wang took the 100 yuan and gave Anzi 5 yuan as pocket money. "I looked through the almanac and the day after tomorrow is an auspicious day. How about we open the milk tea shop five days later?"

Anzi was fine with it. That was Wang Po's business, and she would not get involved. So she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll call Sister Xiaoli and Sister Ashan tomorrow and invite them to come over to play."

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