Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

There are more and more people watching around.

People's psychology of eating melons is like this, they like to join in the fun, especially like to listen to other people's misery.

Hearing what Han Feng said, people began to pay attention to whether this gentleman is diabetic.

A fortune-teller can figure out that the other person is sick, but he can actually figure out what kind of disease the other person has?

"What are you laughing at, sir? If you ask for a talisman, we will continue. If you don't ask, you can leave. There are so many people in line behind, and it's not good for so many of you to wait for you."

The fat man was in a bad mood at first, but now he was caught by a fortune teller, and immediately decided to expose Han Feng, a charlatan.

The fat man stood up angrily, and took out a diagnosis book from his pocket with difficulty.

"Diabetes, right? Everyone, take a good look!"

"This is my medical certificate. It is clearly written in black and white. What I have is uremia! It's uremia! Woooooo..."

As the man spoke, a wave of sadness welled up again.

The man's name is Huang Youcai. He is a well-known developer in the city. Recently, he was blackmailed for developing a project. Now the project has also been forced to stop, and the capital chain was suddenly broken. The man drank heavily every day.

Today I felt really uncomfortable, so I had no choice but to go to the hospital for an examination. As a result, the doctor wrote that I lost 40 years of life in the medical certificate.

At 45 this year, he is in full swing in the business world.

With uremia, he now has less than three months to live.

The man didn't want to go home and face his family, so he came to the town alone to get drunk.

"Liar! This fortune teller is too fake!"

"Fortunately, we just asked for a talisman, it's not a trigram, otherwise we might be tricked by him!"

People began to curse.

"Even diseases can be made up, that's enough!"

Han Feng is also a little imaginary.

After all, this is his first client.

Somewhat nervous.

This fortune-telling is not the same as the practice.

Han Feng put away his playfulness and started to get serious.

"Mister, don't be in a hurry to deny it. Come and sit down first, and I will do the math for you."

"Everyone, don't rush to yell, it is clearly written on my sign that you are not allowed to charge money! The same goes for talismans, there is no charge if it doesn't work!"

"You are nothing more than a waste of time, and you will not lose your property."

Hearing what Han Feng said, everyone thought it made sense.

I'm going to see how Han Feng handles this matter next.

The chubby Mr. Huang also sat down.

"My uremia is enough to kill me. It's good for you. Give me diabetes. Tell me! I'd like to hear what else you can come up with!"

This time, people were even more curious.

Is this fat man suffering from uremia or diabetes?

Han Feng observed the opponent's face at close range again. From the perspective of Tiangong, although the fat man's health index is not high, he is not at the point of death.

But the medical certificate was clearly written.

It seems that it is impossible not to consume mana.

Han Feng asked the other party to stretch out his hand, and while pretending to show the other party's palm reading, he quickly entered the system mall and spent thousands of system coins to buy a book on fortune-telling-related spells.

Both hands?
Although he is a Taoist, Han Feng doesn't know anything about fortune-telling.

[Both hands]: You can spy on all the information of a person, including the past, present and future.

The reason why I chose this set of spells is because this is the entry-level spell in all fortune-telling, and it is the simplest one.

Han Feng digested it quickly, and opened his eyes in a jerk.

"Sir, take out your other hand too."

With two chubby hands spread out, Han Feng quickly found the cause of the problem on the intricate fate line.

"Look! This guy is acting up again!"

"It's quite a skill to put on a show!"

"There are a lot of swindlers these days, but why do I look so familiar with this kid?"

"That's right, isn't this the kid from Uncle Jiu's family?"

"Isn't it him? I can't even recognize him after changing into new clothes!"

"Why did he count here? I heard that Yizhuang is very arrogant during the Chinese New Year this year. It's not over fifteen, and you're busy making money?"

Those with sharp eyes recognized Han Feng.

But regarding Han Feng's fortune-telling, people are still not very optimistic about each other.

After all, Uncle Jiu is only good at catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits. Uncle Jiu has never done this kind of business as a fortune teller.

Han Feng knew it in his heart, and the smile on his face became more calm and confident.

Letting go of Huang Youcai's hand, Han Feng looked inscrutable, "Sir, this matter can only be blamed on you for offending someone who shouldn't be offended. The medical certificate from the hospital is someone deliberately trying to trick you, it's fake! "

"What you have is diabetes, which is only a little serious, but as long as you can quit drinking, you can live for decades without any problem."

Hearing what Han Feng said, the fat man surnamed Huang almost fell off the stool.

Someone behind hurriedly supported him.

Cold sweat dripped down the fat man's face.

Holding the medical certificate, he stood up and said, "I'll go to another hospital for reexamination now. If it's true as you said, I will definitely reward you with a lot of money!"

Han Feng took a magic talisman for healing diseases and disasters from the talismans prepared in advance, and handed it to Fatty Huang.

"You take this talisman for healing diseases and misfortunes. As long as you can persist in abstaining from alcohol for 7 days, and with the blessing of my talisman, your diabetes will be completely cured."

With a dubious mood, Huang Youcai folded the yellow talisman a few times and stuffed it into his pocket.

Called a carriage and went straight to the hospital.

The most urgent thing for him now is to review this matter again.

Although Huang Youcai didn't respond positively to what Han Feng said just now, he knew that he had indeed offended many people in the business field over the years.

According to the hospital's medical certificate, it is not impossible if someone is deliberately punishing him.

If this incident is true, then the incident that he fell into the river before is also very likely to be man-made.

Huang Youcai left.

Han Feng saw that it was almost dark.

Pack your things and get ready to go home.

Although only one talisman was pre-sold today, it took a lot of time.

It seems that this matter should not be rushed, it has to be done step by step.

The first thing to do is to gain people's trust.

Returning the bench and small table borrowed from the shop next door, Han Feng bought some meat skewers, drank a couple of drinks, and returned to Yizhuang.

After dinner at night and back to the house to rest, Han Feng lay on the bed and began to think about selling talismans for fortune-telling during the day.

The strategy of enjoying first and paying later has been ridiculed by many colleagues.

But Han Feng is not discouraged at all, after all, today is just a sample.

Experience is slowly summed up from practice.

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar. With the experience this time, won't it be more handy next time.

Early the next morning, Han Feng went back to his room after breakfast and continued to learn the two-handed technique.

Not to mention, divination for Huang Youcai yesterday really consumed a lot of mana.

It's not as easy as exorcising ghosts.

There are few people in the town in the morning, except after the climax of the market in the morning, it is deserted, and people usually go out for a stroll in the afternoon.

Uncle Jiu stood in the yard and muttered, "I know how to sleep in the house all day long, so it would be great to go to Yingying to improve our relationship. Hey, you are a worthless guy!"

Wen Cai was given homework by Uncle Jiu because his cultivation level was too low, and he had to complete the training courses every day before he could go out to play.

Fight boxing in the yard early every morning, and learn various basic spells from Uncle Jiu.

Qiu Sheng was dressed at attention every day, and went out to play with a group of little girls all day long and didn't come back until dark.

Han Feng learns divination and talisman in his room every morning.

In the afternoon, I went to the town to set up a stall.

This afternoon, just as Han Feng was leaving, Wang Matchmaker, who was a matchmaker a year ago, rushed into the yard with a straight face.