My years as a corpse seamstress in the East Factory

Chapter 230 To the Three Elders Watching and Selling Talismans
Dementia is the most difficult to cure.

It can be said that as long as you have a stupid son, you have to take care of the stupid son like a baby for the rest of your life.

The woman had some spare money at home, so she took her beloved son everywhere to seek medical treatment. Unfortunately, many famous doctors had seen her, but none of them could be cured.

There is no way, the woman heard that the gods of the Three Elders Temple are very effective, so she brought her son to try it.

As soon as I entered the door, I was attracted by the hexagram booth of the dead immortal.

It's not that he hasn't done divination before, it's just that those divination masters are talking nonsense.

As long as it is said that her son will be stupid for a lifetime, it is nonsense.

This woman has always believed that no matter how hard it is, her son will definitely return to normal.

At this moment, when Yang Jiu said that she could cure her silly son, she was taken aback for a moment, and then she was delighted, and asked tremblingly: "Really, really?"

Before Yang Jiu could speak, the Immortal of Death reminded him kindly: "Master Yang, you can eat food indiscriminately, but you must not say such things indiscriminately."

If Yang Jiu could cure his dementia, he would be willing to wipe Yang Jiu's ass every day in the future.

Yang Jiu was very calm, and said with a smile: "Daxian, to be honest, I can really cure this dementia."

"Okay, then you can cure it. If you can cure it, I will wipe your butt every day from now on." Even the immortal is a person with a bit of a temper. can do.

Yang Jiu smiled lightly and said, "Okay, it's a deal."

The conversation between the two attracted many people to watch.

The Immortal of Death is very sure that this dementia cannot be cured.

Moreover, he just looked at the face, the woman's stupid son did not marry a wife in this life.

This fortune-telling is sometimes inaccurate, and sometimes quite accurate.

The woman did not lose her mind, but asked, "Who is the young master?"

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "A kind-hearted man."

The woman frowned slightly. Recently, she was indeed a bit ill and went to the doctor in a hurry, but she was not stupid enough to believe someone casually.

The people who lined up in front of the Palace of Sending the Sons and Empresses would move forward a long distance every moment.

Yang Jiu took a look, there was still some distance away from Gan Sisi, she had time to try her cunning like a fox on that idiot.

The things rewarded by the system must be good things, and it is impossible to fake them.

Yang Jiu wants to give this woman's silly son a fortune, it depends on whether the woman has the courage to take this step.

"Listen to the poor, this disease can't be cured, and it's useless to pray to God, it's better not to waste money, go home." Immortal Suansi showed no interest in money at the moment, and advised the woman to have money. It's better to keep this money for your beloved son.

Yang Jiu spread his hand, and a pill appeared in his palm, saying: "Take this medicine, you will be fine."

"How long will it take to heal?" The woman was so confused that she didn't know what to do for a while.

Yang Jiu didn't know the details, so he could only say, "It should be pretty fast."

The woman hesitated for a while, but finally nodded, gritted her teeth and said, "Then give it a try."

While talking, she took the pill from Yang Jiu's hand, and lied to her son that it was sugar.

The idiot didn't doubt it at all, he swallowed it in one gulp, and then he looked unhappy, muttering that it was definitely not sugar because it was so bitter.

He chewed the pills before swallowing them.

At this moment, there are more and more people watching, and they all want to see if this fool will really become smarter after taking that pill.

Everyone talked a lot, and they didn't believe that a fool can become smarter by taking a medicine.

Many people were muttering, so the woman should hurry to buy incense and pray to God.

Now that everyone has come to the Temple of the Three Elders, it is best to ask the Three Elders, maybe they can still be saved.

But ask the quack warlock here first, if you annoy the gods, the gain will not be worth the loss.

After the idiot took the pill, his expression was dull and he stood motionless.

"My son, what's the matter?" The woman shook her son vigorously, her face full of anxiety.

The people watching were gloating.

The pill that Yang Jiu gave not only did not make the idiot smarter, but even made the idiot even more stupid.

"Mother, don't shake it anymore, if you shake it again, you will kill me." The fool suddenly came back to his senses and said with a smile.

The woman was stunned instead, staring blankly at Aiko, unable to believe it.

This "mother" and the words that followed, she couldn't even dream that they would come from her son's mouth.

"Son, you, are you really healed?" The woman was short of breath, feeling that all this was like a dream, very unreal.

The idiot nodded, then cupped his fists and said to Yang Jiu, "Thank you, Master Yang."

"Live a good life in the future and treat your parents better." Yang Jiu said with a smile.

The woman woke up, but she wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Yang Jiu, but Yang Jiu stopped her.

Seeing that the fool was cured so easily, Immortal Suansi's face was very ugly.

Watching the mother and child away, Yang Jiu said with a smile: "Daxian, is what you said just now accurate?"

"Once a word is spoken, it's hard to chase after it." Immortal Suan Shi gritted her teeth and said.

The people onlookers laughed happily, but they didn't believe that the Immortal of Death would really wipe Yang Jiu's ass for the rest of his life.

"Master Yang, you can cure even a fool, can you let me have a child?" A sallow-faced and emaciated woman suddenly squeezed out of the crowd, crying like pear blossoms and rain.

Yang Jiu looked at her in surprise, and asked, "I heard that the concubine here is very good, why don't you ask for it?"

"I begged, but..." The woman lowered her head, not daring to tell what happened to her.

After all, this is the Temple of the Three Elders, and all the people onlookers are supporters of the Three Elders, especially the Empress Songzi, who has a very high prestige.

I heard from the woman that it was the first time she came to burn incense to pray for a child, and not long after she returned, she was actually pregnant.

The woman was very happy, before she could tell her husband, her stomach suddenly hurt.

She was the only one in the family, and under extremely difficult circumstances, she actually gave birth to a little fox.

The moment she saw the fox, she was terrified and couldn't believe it.

After a last breath, she realized that the baby fox had long since died.

This incident hit her very hard, and she didn't dare to tell her husband, so she kept it a secret.

Her stomach hasn't moved since then.

She made a special effort to find out that anyone who had begged for a child in front of the Three Elders Guanzi Niangniang, either gave birth to a dead fox when she was pregnant, or gave birth to a dead fox when she was pregnant in October.

None of them successfully gave birth to healthy children.

Even so, it still can't stop the people from coming to the Three Elders Temple, praying to God and worshiping Buddha.

Yang Jiu took a deep breath and asked, "Do you want a son or a daughter?"

"All right," said the woman.

For a woman who can't conceive a child, having a child is really the same. As long as she can give birth to a healthy and safe child, she is satisfied.

"Master Yang, is it possible that you can still make people have children?" Immortal Suansi only took a breath at this moment, and was shocked by Yang Jiu's words again.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "I know a thing or two."

"My lord, as long as you can let me have a child smoothly, no matter how much money you spend, I'm willing." The woman said that she was about to kneel down to Yang Jiu.

The child who begged in front of the empress of Song Zi turned into a stillborn fox. This woman no longer trusted the concept of the three elders, and preferred to be coaxed by Yang Jiu, at least she could be happy for a long time.

Yang Jiu, please open the death-counting fairy, and sit behind the death-counting fairy's hexagram booth. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he conjured a magic talisman out of thin air, and said with a smile: "Go back and burn this talisman. The talisman water you get is half a bowl for each of you husband and wife. , will definitely be pregnant."

The woman was dubious, but put away the talisman.

Today, she came to Sanlao Temple to seek justice. Fortunately, she met Yang Jiu, so she didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

Yang Jiu raised Erlang's legs and yelled, "Anyone else want to have a child? Hurry up, I'll close the stall in a while."

"Master Yang, this is my stall." Suan Shixian wanted to cry but had no tears.

Yang Jiu smiled and said, "Borrow it."

Just now the woman squeezed over and asked, "My lord, how much is it?"

Yang Jiu said: "Just watch and give it to me."

The woman thought for a while, put down an ingot of twelve taels of silver, turned and left.

Immortal Suansi's eyes gleamed, he never thought that Yang Jiu could earn ten taels of silver by playing tricks at will, really...

You must know that he is a fortune-teller, and he can't make a tael of silver if he shouts his throat for a whole day.

"I want one."

"I want one too."

"Give me one."

Among the onlookers, many who came to ask for a child were all extending their hands to Yang Jiu.

They are not short of money, so spend ten taels of silver to buy a Zhang Talisman and try it out. If it doesn't work, it doesn't matter.

What if it works?
Seeing the booming business, Yang Jiu was very excited.

In an instant, more than a dozen people bought Yang Jiu's concubine talisman.

A talisman is worth ten taels of silver.

A dozen talismans equals more than 100 taels of silver.

The dead god is very envious.

He knew that Yang Jiu had other livelihoods, and he thought the income was very good.

In this world, some people make money very easily, they don't seem to work very hard, and a lot of money goes into their pockets every day.

But more people seem to be desperate, and in the end they don't even have money to buy rice, and the whole family can only suffer from hunger and cold.

Here, Yangjiu sells the gift-giving talisman with great enthusiasm, but Gan Sisi, who was waiting in front of her, was quite anxious because she couldn't wait for Yangjiu.

The young couple who entered the hall in front soon came out with smiles on their faces.

Gan Sisi gritted her teeth, and stepped into the Hall of the Empress.

Light the high incense, insert it into the incense burner, then kneel on the futon, face the benevolent statue of the Goddess, and pray with all your heart.

The feeling of this moment is really amazing.

When she regained her senses, she seemed to hear a strong and solemn voice:

"Your wish can come true."

Gan Sisi hurriedly kowtowed and said: "Thank you, Madam, thank you, Madam."

When she walked out of the Palace of Sending the Son off, Gan Sisi was quite moved when she saw the people queuing up behind her.

In the huge city of Chang'an, there are so many people who cannot conceive a child.

Looking at the whole world, isn't there more?
Until now, there is still no sign of Yang Jiu.

Gan Sisi wanted to see, Yang Jiu was so convenient, where did the convenience go.

At this moment, Yang Jiu was arguing with some Taoist priests.

These Taoist priests are all from the Temple of the Three Elders, and they must take care of them when they learn that someone is selling amulets for sending children and concubines.

If drinking talisman water is really useful, then who will come to Sanlaoguan in the future?

It is the concubine empress of the Three Elders who feeds them.

Even those young couples who can successfully conceive a child will choose to come here, burn the pillars and burn incense, and pay homage to the mother who sent the child, for peace of mind.

Yang Jiu's behavior is undoubtedly to make trouble.

They can connive at the Immortal Counting Death to set up a fortune-telling stall here, and they will never allow Yang Jiu to sell any concubine talismans here.

"Jiulang, what are you doing?" Gan Sisi was bewildered when he squeezed over.

Suddenly hearing Gan Sisi's voice, Yang Jiu said in a daze, "Sisi, why are you here?"

"I've burned all the incense." Gan Sisi complained in her voice.

Yang Jiu pointed to the money on the table, and said with a smile, "Look, I have earned so much money in just this short period of time."

Looking at the pile of silver, Gan Sisi was completely speechless.

But in her heart, she was even more curious about how Yang Jiu made his money.

"Today I can only sell so much. If anyone needs it in the future, they can come to the No. [-] corpse shop in Dongchang to look for me." Yang Jiu put away the money, smiled and hugged everyone.

The Taoist priests of the Three Elders Temple were even more speechless.

These women obviously came to the Temple of the Three Elders, and they also know that the concubine concubine of the Temple of the Three Elders is very effective, so why are they so crazy that they ran to buy inexplicable talismans from people they didn't know?

A talisman cost ten taels of silver, much more expensive than Gao Xiang.

These people are downright crazy.

"Jiulang, you are such a good man who takes care of the family." Gan Sisi was very happy to see Yang Jiu earning so much money.

If you want to send your son off, in fact, she can do it herself.

There are many women who come alone.

"Lord Yang, please stop." The two of them had just walked out of the Three Elders' Temple, and they were chased after them.

Yang Jiu turned her head and asked, "Master, is there anything else?"

"For this money, you get at least half of the money." Recently, the business of the dead immortal has been very bleak. The money earned before has been almost spent. If you can't earn any more money, you really have to drink the northwest wind.

Yang Jiu was stunned, "Why?"

Split in half?
It's beautiful.

"Because Master Yang is using the hexagram booth of the poor Taoist." Since Immortal Suansi decided to chase him out, he naturally had already thought of a countermeasure.

Yang Jiu said with a smile: "Indeed, you still have to pay for the booth fee, isn't one tael of silver enough?" Then he threw the silver to the Immortal Counting Death.

Immortal Suansi caught the silver, his face twitched, and he scolded his mother in his heart.

But getting a tael of silver is definitely better than getting nothing.

"Lord Yang, wait a little bit longer." With a tael of silver in his pocket, the Immortal of Death has a lot of confidence.

Yang Jiu frowned and asked, "What else?"

"Pindao found out that Mr. Yang is very good at making money, so I wonder if I can show him a little bit?" He himself felt ashamed to say such words from the mouth of the dead immortal.

If he hadn't set up a stall for fortune-telling, he really wouldn't be able to earn much money, so he wouldn't be so humble.

"Jiulang, the hot pot restaurant is still short of people." Gan Sisi smiled.

Let Suan Shixian go to the hot pot restaurant to serve dishes?
Although Yang Jiu felt it was inappropriate, she could accept it, so she smiled and said, "Daxian, since that's the case, on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, you will come to the main store of Maobuli Hot Pot Restaurant to serve dishes."

"Do you really want to let Pindao serve the plate?" Suan Shixian asked several times in succession.

Seeing Yang Jiu nod his head, he thought he would serve the plate if he wanted to, so he could make money anyway.

If you want to eat, you have to earn money.

"Lord Yang, stay here." Yang Jiu just turned around when he heard someone shouting not far away.

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