The strongest chef in the three worlds

Chapter 544 The Fortune Teller
Because of the Buddha's light coming to the world, there are still people rushing to the temple fair.

Even outside the temple fair, there are huge crowds of people.

Song Liyue made a phone call and found Song Zhengming and his wife.

As soon as the few people met, Song Zhengming hurried up and said excitedly, "Mom, we met an old fairy when we were strolling just now!"

"Old fairy?"

The old lady looked at her son suspiciously.

Chen Yan and the others were also surprised.

Facing the puzzled eyes of the old lady, Song Zhengming quickly explained: "He is a fortune teller, and his fortune telling is very accurate!"

It turned out to be a fortune teller!

Several people suddenly realized.

Chen Yan was disdainful in his heart.

old fairy?The old magic stick is almost the same!
In Chen Yan's impression, the so-called fortune tellers are all liars in all likelihood.

Even though he had contact with ghosts and gods, he never believed in fate.

If the fate is counted by others, it is not fate.

Seeing that the old lady was not convinced, Huang Shuying quickly said: "Really, the fortune teller is so accurate! We don't know the fortune teller. He calculated when our child was born and the child studied abroad. , and even figured out the fact that the old man and the boss are no longer there!"

"Really?" Hearing what they said, the old lady suddenly showed surprise on her face.

"of course it's true!"

Song Zhengming said firmly: "You will find out if you come with us and have a look!"

Hearing what the couple said was true, the old lady's curiosity was aroused.

The old lady glanced at Chen Yan and Song Liyue out of the corner of her eye, then nodded and said, "Since you are so accurate with this fortune teller, let's go and have a look!"

The old lady actually had her own plans.

If the fortune teller is really accurate, she would like to ask the fortune teller to check the marriage between Chen Yan and Song Liyue.

"Okay, I'll take you there!"

Song Zhengming came forward and graciously supported the old lady.

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and quietly glanced at Song Zhengming and his wife, feeling suspicious in his heart.

Could it be that the husband and wife are in collusion with the fortune teller?

Do you want to use things like fortune-telling to stop yourself from being with Song Liyue?

With full of doubts, Chen Yan also followed them.

Soon, they came to a corner of the temple fair.

Compared with other places, this location is really remote, so there are not many people here.

Still far away, they saw a flag.

Written crookedly on it: Iron words and magic fortunes.

"This sign is played loudly, and I don't know if it has real skills!"

Chen Yan smiled and said silently in his heart.

Next to the banner, a thin old man was sitting on a small bench, and beside him was a ten-year-old boy.

In front of the bench, there was also a piece of paper.

Because they were too far away, they couldn't see what was on the paper.

However, the most amazing thing is that the thin old man has no eyes at all.

Yes, there are really no eyes!

Where the eyes should have been, there are only two tiny slits, which look a bit creepy.

This fortune teller should be the kind of person born without eyes.

There were also a few spectators around, but at least these people looked like they were five or six meters away from the fortune teller. I don't know if they were frightened by the fortune teller's creepy appearance.

At this moment, there is no fortune teller in front of the fortune teller.

The old and the young sat there, looking a little lonely.

"Didn't you say that this fortune teller is very accurate?"

Seeing the fortune-teller sitting there alone, the old lady stopped suddenly, frowned and looked at Song Zhengming, "If this fortune-teller is really as good as you said, why doesn't anyone come to him for fortune-telling?"

Song Zhengming chuckled, and quickly pointed to a piece of paper placed on the ground by the fortune teller and said, "Mom, just walk in and see what's written on that piece of paper."

"What did you write?" the old lady asked curiously.

Song Zhengming smiled and said nothing, pretending to be closed.

"It's just a matter of tens of seconds, and you're still playing tricks on me?" The old lady smiled, but she didn't criticize her. She just walked quickly to the fortune-teller with Song Zhengming's support.

Walking into the fortune teller, they finally saw the contents of the paper clearly.

If you leak the secret, you will be punished by heaven; if you ask [-] yuan, there will be no counter-offer.

On the paper, there is actually a QR code printed on it intimately.

After reading the contents of the paper, they finally understood why no one came to this fortune teller for fortune-telling.

Asking him to speak is [-]!
It doesn't matter if it's accurate or not!

With him like this, who wants to ask him for fortune telling!
If the calculation is accurate, it's okay to say, if it is not accurate, wouldn't the 5 yuan be in vain?

I am afraid that only Song Zhengming, who spends 5 yuan as five yuan, is willing to use this money to tell fortunes!

Yan Bao'er came to Chen Yan's side, laughed softly and said, "This old man is darker than you!"

"What's wrong with me?" Chen Yan retorted: "I'm worth the money! Whether he's worth it or not, you can only know if you try it."

"I guess I'm a liar!"

Yan Bao'er lowered her voice and said with a laugh: "I guess only people who are stupid and rich will be fooled!"

While speaking, Yan Baoer deliberately glanced at Song Zhengming and his wife again.

Obviously, these two are the kind of people she said are fools with a lot of money.

Chen Yan held back his smile and nodded slightly.

The old lady walked up to the fortune teller, frowned and asked, "Old man, I want to ask, you are asking for [-] yuan, if you are not sure, will you refund the money?"

The fortune teller kept silent and shook his head slightly.

The old lady was displeased, and said again: "Then if you are not sure, wouldn't my money be wasted?"

The fortune teller didn't explain, and didn't even bother to speak.

It was as if she hadn't heard the old lady's words at all.

Seeing the fortune teller's haughty appearance, the old lady was even more displeased, and when she was about to speak, Song Zhengming came out to smooth things over, "Mom, I tried it just now, this old fairy is really accurate in fortune telling! This little money In our house, it doesn’t even count as drizzle, so just try it!”

"Our family's money is blown by the wind?"

The old lady glared at Song Zhengming and said: "Besides, when I talked to him, he didn't even answer a word. His attitude is not right!"

"Didn't he write all of this?" Song Zhengming pointed to the piece of paper on the ground and said, "Fifty thousand! If you want him to speak, you have to pay the money first! Otherwise, no matter what you say, he won't speak ! I've tried it all before!"

"That's right!" Huang Shuying also echoed, "Zhengming gave the money just to fight against the old god, but I didn't expect the old god's calculations to be so accurate!"

Hearing what the couple said, everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

Ask for fifty thousand!
That's what it means!
This fortune teller is really not ordinary black!

No wonder no one asked him for fortune-telling!

After weighing it, the old lady decided to give it a try.

After ordering Song Liyue to pay the money, the old lady said to the fortune teller: "Old man, I paid the money. If you can't calculate correctly, my old lady will not let it go."

(End of this chapter)