Fortune Teller Master

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He took out a book at random, frowned and looked at it for a while, before stuffing it back in frustration: "I don't understand it in classical Chinese."

Three meters away from him, Lin Qingyin also regretfully put the book back on the shelf, took out another one, and quickly flipped through it.

Looking at the content in the book, which is like an enlightenment book for children, Lin Qingyin was full of puzzlement: everything in this society has improved, why has it regressed so much. The contents of these books, not to mention the outer disciples of the divine fortune-telling sect, even if the mortal fortune-tellers knew more than this, is it that the inheritance of shushu has been broken?

"Hey, this book is good." The fat man finally found a book he liked and laughed ecstatically, as if he had found a treasure. Lin Qingyin's heart moved, and she glanced at the probe, and found that it was a translated version of the vernacular, which was logically incoherent and full of errors. Lin Qingyin glanced at the fat man without words.

"What are you looking at? Do you know that this is all knowledge?" The fat man raised his chin at Lin Qingyin, shook his head and said, "This is a treasure handed down by our ancestors, as long as I learn it, it can be considered a fortune. , Knowing the destiny, this kind of profound thing is not something that ordinary people like you can understand."

Lin Qingyin looked at the book in his hand and chuckled lightly: "In that case, I will also count, I see that your face will be bloody disaster today, be careful that you will hurt your forehead."

"How do you talk like a child? You know that if you can't speak, you're easy to get beaten up when you go out?" The fat man just grumbled, when suddenly the phone rang in his trousers pocket. With a voice: "Hey, what's the matter?"

"Is there a job?" The man's eyes lit up, his voice involuntarily lowered, and he even covered his mouth with a defensive hand: "What's the job? A woman tells her daughter's fortune? Great, you help me stretch her, I'll come over immediately and give you fifty when it's done."

After hanging up the phone, the fat man winked proudly at Lin Qingyin: "Look, this thing can make money for my brother, you think I'm playing with you!" After he finished speaking, he didn't even bother to buy books, so he put the books on the shelf He ran out in a hurry.

Lin Qingyin remembered that she had set up a stall for two hours in the morning and no one had visited, so she turned around and followed behind the fat man. She was going to see what fortune-telling skills the stall had.

The fat man's fortune-telling place is not far from the book building. He walked through the nearby alleys seven and eight turns, and after about seven or eight minutes, he came to a street that was not too wide. There are some old houses on both sides of this street. There are many stalls along the road. Some sell mats and hats, some sell cups and bowls, and some put up signs to do small jobs. The fat man is the only fortune teller in this street. The "Master"!

Seeing the fat man coming back, the peddler who chatted with his aunt for a long time finally breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly waved to him: "Master Wang, you are finally back, this eldest sister wants to find you for fortune telling."

"Master Wang" immediately changed his breath, put on the appearance of an expert, and walked over with eight-character steps: "Is it you who asked me for a fortune-telling?"

The aunt looked at the fat man suspiciously, and looked a little uneasy: "Are you accurate?"

When Master Wang heard that the aunt dared to question her professionalism, she immediately said: "Of course it is! If you inquire from this street, there is no one who doesn't know about me, Master Wang. My neighbors are looking for me when they get married. Are they not allowed to find me?"

It seems right to say that, the neighbors must know that he has the ability to find him, otherwise who will spend the money! The expression on the aunt's face softened a lot, and she took out her mobile phone and opened a photo and handed it to Master Wang: "I want to do the math for my daughter, you see, this is my daughter."

In the photo is a young woman of twenty-five or six years old, with long hair and a smile, she is quite beautiful, and she looks very temperamental.

Master Wang glanced at the aunt while looking at the photo. She was dressed in ordinary clothes. She was carrying a grocery shopping bag in her hand. There were several kinds of vegetables and fruits in it. There was no anxiety in her eyebrows. Passing by here, I saw a fortune-telling stall and wanted to make a fortune temporarily. This kind of thing is usually not urgent. Looking at the age of the woman in this photo, Master Wang immediately had a guess based on the current hotspot: "You should be thinking of marriage for your daughter."

The aunt was stunned for a moment, then quickly adjusted her mood and asked, "How is my daughter's marriage?"

Master Wang sat on Mazadeng and took out a ballpoint pen from the box next to him: "Give me your daughter's eight characters!"

The aunt immediately said a series of numbers. Master Wang wrote the eight characters on the paper, pinched his fingers and recited words, turning his hands from time to time.

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