Refuse to spoil!The milk bag is the most curly working child in Xuanmen

Chapter 96
The two walked out of Rui'an Commercial Building together and went straight to Fengshui Street.

Pedestrians on the road cast surprised looks one after another.

Qi Susu tugged at his sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Fengshui Street is ahead, Uncle Jiang, please walk slowly."

How can anyone in their seventies and eighties still walk like flying?
Jiang Zhen also realized this and started his superb acting skills.

The old man in a gray robe in front of him is blind, wearing sunglasses, supporting his little granddaughter, walking with three steps.

Passers-by on the road saw his gray beard and shining sunglasses, and they all gave way.

The grandpa and grandson found a place where people had a big sex, put down the bench and sat down.

There is not even a small table, only a white cloth in front of him, with the words "fortune-telling" written on it.

The old white-hued man stroked his beard with one hand, and stroked the copper coin in his palm with the other.

The breeze blew his temples, and his poor appearance made him look like an expert.

After about a few minutes, a young man approached.

"Old man, are you here for fortune-telling?"

Jiang Zhen nodded, lowered his voice, and said like an old man: "Exactly."

The young man squatted down: "Old man, how much is it?"

Jiang Zhen kept his mouth shut and just stroked his beard slowly.

Qi Susu replied for him: "It's rare for my master to go down the mountain. Who knows that he has no money to go back, so he has no choice but to come here for fortune-telling. This hanging is not expensive, 50 yuan."

This set of rhetoric was discussed between the two when they came, after all, the master who descended from the mountain looked higher and unpredictable.

As for the price, Jiang Zhen insisted on 50 yuan.

Qi Susu didn't expect him to set such a high price.

Jiang Zhen explained to her that since he is a master who goes down the mountain, hanging for a few yuan will definitely damage his qualifications.

Since we’re doing it, let’s make a big one, just set it at [-], and see if we can set up the image of Master Shenshan.

To be honest, Qi Susu was still a little nervous when he said that he was going to [-], for fear that the business would be lost.

Fortunately, the young man in front of him also seemed to be from a well-to-do family.

He scratched his head, and took out 50 yuan from his pocket: "Here, do the math for me, old man."

Qi Susu accepted the money, and the old man Jiang Zhen also put down his beard stroking hand, and put the copper coin in the palm of his hand.

"What is it?"

"Fate."

said the young man.

Jiang Zhen looked at his face through the sunglasses.

The House of Brothers is sunken, the Palace of Wealth is abundant, and the Palace of Career is prosperous.

Then he took out the copper coin, turned it upside down, and tossed it up.

"pat-"

The copper coins made a crisp sound when they fell to the ground.

Jiang Zhen glanced at it and threw it twice again.

After forming a hexagram three times, the gray-clothed old man withdrew his hands, pinched his fingers and made the final calculation:

"Hurry up and go home. Your father is about to pass away. You will inherit his legacy and make your small company bigger and stronger."

"But you have to pay attention to your younger brother. He has evil intentions and always wants to replace you. You will suffer a lot and even lose your favorite...but in the end you will be the winner."

The young man was a little surprised.

Metaphysics is so magical, obviously he never mentioned that there is a seriously ill father and younger brother in the family, and he didn't mention anything about inheritance.

But the old Taoist in front of him spoke out naturally.

Can you only say that you are worthy of being the master of descending the mountain?

The 50 yuan is really not in vain.

He thought carefully about what the old Taoist said, and asked in doubt: "But I think my brother and I have a good relationship, why did he harm me like this?"

The old Taoist stroked the copper coin with his finger: "You know people, you know your face, but you don't know your heart. This problem happened to your girlfriend."

The young man was stunned, even panicked: "My girlfriend...what's wrong?"

The old man said meaningfully: "She has a very close relationship with your brother."

He waved his hand: "Don't talk more, go back and see for yourself."

The young man hurriedly thanked him and left.

Jiang Zhen and Qi Susu were very happy when they got 50 yuan in just a few words.

But that's not all, it may be because Jiang Zhen looks very old, he looks like the oldest fortune teller in the street, so his business has increased.

After the young man left, several people came to the stall one after another to inquire.

Some were dissuaded by the high price of 50 yuan, and some directly paid for it out of anger.

All in all, the two of them have made good progress in their stall career.

At noon, Jiang Zhen counted the two hundred yuan he had earned and took off his disguise.

There are four people in one morning, and he earns what he works for a day in one morning.

To be honest, he was really embarrassed.

The two of them didn't work during lunch time, so they found a noodle shop to eat noodles together.

Qi Susu ordered vegetable noodles, while Jiang Zhen ordered beef noodles.

The two of them sat opposite each other and gnawed noodles, enjoying themselves.

Today's noon is extremely hot, and the two of them plan to avoid this period of time and wait for it to cool down before going.

But the problem is that they only have such a small amount of money, how can they get free seats.

Jiang Zhen thought about this question while taking a walk after eating.

But let alone, after thinking for a long time, he really came up with a good way.

"There is a furniture city nearby, and their model rooms are left unattended, and foreign guests are allowed to rest!"

Qi Susu's eyes lit up: "Then let's go."

Jiang Zhen didn't bother, got up and set off.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was mixed together:
"Oh my God, Vice President Jiang really knows how to tell fortunes!"

"You can earn two hundred just by talking about it in the morning. I understand. No wonder there are so many scammers in Fengshui Street."

"I want to see them sleep on model beds."

"..."

The two came to the large furniture store, and sure enough, there were many colorful partitions on the second floor, and there were two or three model houses, none of which were occupied by anyone.

The two chose a room each, and agreed to sleep for half an hour before going to Fengshui Street to work.

Danmaku Shangjiang's true love fans began to exert their strength:
"My God, Vice President Jiang feels so quiet and obedient after falling asleep."

"It's amazing to think of sleeping on a model bed. I thought the young master didn't know about it."

"Vice President Jiang is no ordinary young master, he has an affinity."

"I love Jiang Zhen so much, Vice President Jiang is so handsome."

"..."

Half an hour passed quickly, the two woke up from their sleep, and slowly got out of bed to continue working.

The sun outside is indeed much better. The sun is covered by clouds, so it is not too hot.

Jiang Zhen found an empty corner and put on his clothes, beard and sunglasses again.

Supported by Qi Susu, the two went to Fengshui Street again.

The work in the afternoon went more smoothly than in the morning, mainly because one of the guests counted in the morning came back to express his gratitude.

She expressed her gratitude in a very direct way, crying loudly in front of Jiang Zhen's booth, thanking him for his amazing fortune-telling skills.

Jiang Zhen didn't expect this, he helped her up, and said a few words of comfort.

By the time she was sent away, almost everyone in the street knew that a great mysterious master descended from the mountain had come to Fengshui Street.

Mysterious masters are old and experienced, and the most important thing is that they are unpredictable, and their hexagrams are extremely accurate.

(End of this chapter)