The matter continued to ferment and finally rushed to the trending searches.
Old Master Zhang was the leader of the poetry world during the Qing Dynasty.
He even said that the famous chef Wang Xiaoyu had received his guidance.
The netizens did not believe it, but just as they were arguing…
The Qiantang River Cultural Department's official media urgently posted on Weibo.
"According to Mr. Yuan Mei's autobiography, the famous chef Wang Xiaoyu was indeed introduced to him by a gentleman, and Wang Xiaoyu did receive guidance from that gentleman.”
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It was actually true, it was true!
"F * ck! The official media came to testify in the middle of the night!"
"There's a picture and the truth. Hurry up and take a look!”
"What a shock! Who is the old master?”
"Oh my God, he's really an immortal!”
"Old Master is awesome!"
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Seeing this news, Yearning's live stream room did not explode. It went crazy.
One by one, the netizens scratched their ears and cheeks, exclaiming in shock.
It was late at night because of the netizens 'doubts.
Or rather, it was because of the netizens 'doubts about Old Master Zhang.
Yuan Mei's ancestral home was in the Cultural Affairs Department, and she urgently came out to testify.
Who was the old man?
A large paragraph of text even showed Yuan Mei herself.
An autobiography written in his later years and a portrait.
There was a line in his autobiography that went like this.
"Sir is like a father and teacher to me. He helped me get out of trouble and solved my worries. He recommended my friend (Wang Xiaoyu) to understand my heart's desire. However, Sir did not leave his name. I am really regretful. I can only copy a portrait to show Sir's elegance.”
The gentleman in the article did not leave his name.
As for Yuan Mei, she recalled his appearance in her later years.
He copied a portrait.
That portrait was too similar to Zhang Mo himself!
"Old, Old Master, you're really not lying.”
Her heart was filled with excitement, and her hands were trembling.
Yearning and the other three were dumbfounded when they saw the comments on Weibo.
Mr. He swallowed his saliva and handed the phone over.
"We met by chance, and I did it with a raise of my hand. I didn't expect this guy to always miss me.”
Zhang Mo was slightly moved when he learned that Yuan Mei had drawn a portrait of him.
He couldn't remember much of what happened back then.
He had helped someone before, and it was really just a casual act.
He didn't expect that someone would still miss him.
"Grandpa Zhang, don't be too sad.”
Feeling the old man's emotions, his sister was also a little touched.
She used to think that Grandpa Zhang was just an old man with a relatively long life.
Only today did she realize Grandpa Zhang's current age.
It was probably far beyond her imagination.
"It's nothing. I just thought of some old friends. Let's eat.”
Waving his hand, Zhang Mo regained his composure.
The comments were all discussing how long Old Master Zhang had lived.
Some said it was 500 years old, while others said it was 1,000 years old.
Teacher He and the others wouldn't ask either. It was better not to know about such things.
"Old Master, there's something I don't know if I should say.”
After hesitating for a long time, Little Chef Huang finally spoke.
Zhang Mo nodded, indicating for him to speak.
"Old Master, your experience must be legendary, but to the netizens, or to some people, it might be something you know.”
These words were very subtle, but Zhang Mo understood.
It meant that he had already transcended.
It was within the range of what ordinary people could understand.
Little Chef Huang was afraid that Zhang Mo would be targeted.
"Don't worry, it's fine. This old man has lived for so long, what haven't I seen? If there really are people with ill intentions and want to hit me, Qi Mountain will be the first to not agree.”
Zhang Mo did what he said.
It was his usual routine.
What was important was that he could do whatever he wanted.
Someone wanted him to be more careful?
If he didn't care, there were plenty of people who would care.
"Who exactly is this Qi Shan?”
"Yeah, I keep hearing Old Master talk about it. Is it that powerful?”
"He should be a descendant of the old master. I really want to meet him.”
"Old Master's junior, isn't that too ridiculous? Anyway, I don't believe it.”
"Maybe the old man is a tomb raider fan?”
"It's also possible. That's why all the descendants of the old master have the same name as grave robbers.”
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The netizens had heard of Qishan many times.
In addition, the old man's surname was Zhang, so it was not that no one had any wild thoughts.
However, because it was a live broadcast, she was not sure what the old man had said.
It could be Qi Mountain, Qi Mountain, or Qi Mountain.
Just like how no one believed that Qilin was a little brother.
Maybe it was a knight spirit?
The netizens didn't take it seriously, and Zhang Mo didn't explain.
The meal was almost done, so it was time to go back.
"Zhang, Grandpa Zhang, have you thought about what Teacher He told you just now? It's to join our mushroom house.”
Teacher He had mentioned it earlier, but Little Chef Huang had interrupted him.
Seeing that the dinner was about to end, Peng Peng had to make up for it for his master.
"Is it here? Is it here? Everyone is looking forward to it!”
"Old Master, please agree. I really want to see Old Master move into the mushroom house!”
"Yes, yes, yes, yes!”
"Sister, don't just stand there. Hurry up and persuade the old master to join you!”
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The old man entering the mushroom house was something that thousands of netizens were looking forward to.
Just as everyone held their breaths and waited for the old man to nod.
Waving his hand, Zhang Mo raised his head and smiled.
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