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“I’ll take two monthly flower pots at most, can’t manage more.”

“Three flower pots, one thousand and five hundred.”

“Deal!”

Lin Tianlang dazedly looked at his old master bargaining with his junior sister. Afterwards, the old man resumed his immortal temperament again while drinking his tea with a wise and solemn expression.

The little guy then said in a pampered and silly manner: “Many thanks to master for offering shelter for this disciple, master, I knew you were the best!”

“Why didn’t you first go take a look at my darlings, there are several flower pots in the corridors of the first, the second and the third floor. There are also a few pots beside my room. The courtyard also has quite a few of them.” Professor Lin spoke unhappily.

“You can rest assured, I won’t let them die. Master, you should get a few more pots of orchids. I heard Yun Ting say that orchids are very popular recently.” Lin Mumu happily thought of the flowers she’ll get to raise in the future.

Feeling Lin Mumu’s good mood, the Daoist priest thought of the two delicate pots in the garden whose leaves started withering, his worry instantly dissipated into air and he was instantly magically spirited.

Professor Lin and Lin Tianlang sat together inside the house with the window wide open as they observed Lin Mumu bustling around the garden.

“Junior sister seems to be really gifted.”

“Naturally, after all, she’s my disciple.”

Lin Tianlang was helpless. I’m also your disciple, how come I’ve never seen you looking so proud before?

Meanwhiles, Professor Lin was scheming in his mind. Once he returned to San Qing temple and transplanted here the flowers and plants Lin Mumu had been raising for more than ten years, he could definitely scam the few greedy and ignorant old men of Beijing.

Concerning money, Lin Mumu actually didn’t care too much. She only thought that 600 yuan was cheating her, so she might as well ask for the 1500 as it was enough for her student’s expenses.

She also didn’t really request for too much, these few years, people started enjoying raising expensive and rare flowers, and a single pot could fetch up to 10 000 yuan. By keeping a few pots and selling them later, the profit would be enormous. Her master also earned a lot of money from this in her past life.

The most important thing was that this bamboo house was lush and flourishing with vegetation, and was most suitable for cultivation. She could come here early every morning to meditate, which will make Lin Mumu’s mood happier and free from worry.

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Professor Lin: *evil laughter* those stupid old men can just wait, I’ll definitely get a lot of money from them.

Lin Tianlang: Master, aren’t Daoist concepts based on purity of the mind and aheart devoid of greed?

Professor Lin: Do you still want to be my disciple?

Lin Tianlang: ... I’m sorry master, I was wrong.

Professor Lin: if you know you’re wrong, go look for some kind of big truck to rent, that lass raised quite a few plants back at the temple, I’m sure they’ll sell for a lot in Beijing.

Lin Tianlang: Yes master...