Lin Mumus pupils turned, she bit her lip and said in a feeling embarrassed way: Senior brother Lin, you also know I came from a Daoist temple. I have to spend a lot of time on my studies to make up for my shortcomings. Moreover, Yun Ting gave me a lot of money, so I dont lack it. If I work part-time, it would be a great waste of time, so just forget about it.

(TN: Pupils turning is generally a sign of people thinking, scheming, or coming up with mischievous ideas.)

Lin Tianlang was completely unaware of how this days chat would proceed. Your lack of money is not the main point, the key point is that the master is missing you! The problem now is that beside Lin Mumu, other people cant raise them properly.

When Professor Lin heard that Lin Mumu was coming, he eagerly went to look for a bunch or rare flowers and plants to bring them back. At that time, Lin Tianlang thought that the master went insane. Buying a bunch of random things and leave them unattended, wasnt it waiting for them to die?

Who would have thought the old man would mysteriously answer: I have a magic weapon.

(TN: in this context, magic weapon has a connotation to Daoism, like an effective talisman.)

Right, his living magic weapon was called Lin Mumu.

And now, his beloved magic weapon has gone on strike.

Youre using a mans money! Dont you feel ashamed? Professor Lin instantly shouted in anger. How could he tolerate having the soft and tender magic weapon he raised until 18 years old to suddenly turn its head for a man and be snatched away!

Yun Ting said we are husband and wife, so we should mutually assist each other. The husbands money should be given to his wife and children, this was said a lot when I watched TV.

If master feels its inappropriate, at worst, I can go to Yun Tings courtyard house to help him look after the flowers and plants there. This way, it should be considered as honestly earning my income, right?

Lin Mumu wasnt the least ashamed, since she naturally decided to follow one man for a lifetime, what importance did other people have?

Yun Ting, Yun Ting, Yun Ting! The old Daoist priest finally understood what it felt like to dig a pit for someone and finally bury himself in it.

However, Lin Mumu was in an extremely good mood. She was sitting beside Professor Lin, and in a behaved manner, quietly drank her cup of tea.

Lin Tianlang was a little unclear of the situation. Didnt Lin Mumu just say that she would be busy with schoolwork, how could she go?

One thousand, and an additional single room on the third floor to live in anytime you want to for free. Professor Lin suddenly spoke.

Ill take two monthly flower pots at most, cant 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 didnt 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 wont 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 shell get to raise in the future.

Feeling Lin Mumus 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, shes my disciple.

Lin Tianlang was helpless. Im also your disciple, how come Ive 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 didnt 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 students expenses.

She also didnt 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 Mumus mood happier and free from worry.

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

Lin Tianlang: Master, arent 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: Im sorry master, I was wrong.

Professor Lin: if you know youre wrong, go look for some kind of big truck to rent, that lass raised quite a few plants back at the temple, Im sure theyll sell for a lot in Beijing.

Lin Tianlang: Yes master