Best Amateur Soccer Player

Chapter 163 Encountering the "Great Immortal"

The Imperial Palace in Shencheng, located in the center of Shencheng, was built in 1625 and completed in 1636.

As a symbol of the prosperity of Shencheng, Shencheng Forbidden City carries the ideals and expectations of countless people.

Time has changed, and the current Shencheng Forbidden City is more about looking at feelings and remembering the past.

Zhang Hongfei was at the entrance of the Forbidden City, and suddenly remembered an interesting incident.

In the past, Puyi, the last emperor, wanted to go home and have a look in his later years.Of course, the "home" here refers to the Forbidden City in Peking.

However, when Pu Yi wanted to enter the gate of the Forbidden City, he was asked by the staff to buy a ticket.

Puyi was taken aback at the time, do I still need to buy a ticket to go back to my home?
Of course, it turned out that Pu Yi bought a ticket to go home.

Looking at the majestic Shencheng Forbidden City, Zhang Hongfei couldn't help feeling a little bit more in his heart, wanting to give advice.

"Little brother, you look like an emperor at such a young age! Are you interested in coming to me for a divination?"

When Zhang Hongfei was in high spirits, an untimely voice came into Zhang Hongfei's ears.

Zhang Hongfei followed the prestige, and saw a man dressed as a great fairy, ringing a bell in one hand, and holding a yellow flag with three big characters "God's fortune teller" written on the yellow flag.

Seeing Zhang Hongfei looking at him, Daxian thought, "Big business is coming!"

Immediately, Daxian took three steps in parallel and walked towards Zhang Hongfei.

"Little brother, are you overwhelmed by what I just said? Actually, it's not a big deal! As the saying goes, there is a god when you raise your head! This little brother is born with the appearance of an emperor, and there is no need Nothing! If it was in ancient times, it would at least be the one who confers kings and ministers! It's just a pity...Nowadays is the era of democracy, the world is peaceful, and the world is peaceful. This little brother has the appearance of an emperor. , although you are talented, but you can't show it, does the little brother feel depressed and hopeless?"

Hearing this, Zhang Hongfei turned his head and looked at the Great Immortal jokingly.

"Little brother doesn't speak, is it because I said something on my mind?"

"hehe......"

"Haha! Ming people don't speak dark words! Little brother, I know you must be thinking now, why am I so good, right? Hahaha!!!!!! To tell you the truth, the eighteen generations of my ancestors are all I make a living by telling fortunes! I am the descendant of Jiang Jing who is known as the 'magic fortune teller'! For so many years, I have been buried among the people, and I make a living by telling fortunes to others."

"Oh? Disrespect! Disrespect! I didn't expect you to be the Empress of the Great Immortal!"

"Of course! My ancestral fortune-telling technique, I dare not say that it is perfect, but it is not far behind!"

"Oh! Then ask Daxian to do the math for me! Let's see how my recent fortune is!"

"It's a trivial matter! Come with me, little brother! You need a quiet place for fortune-telling. It's too noisy here, and it will affect my state during fortune-telling."

"No problem! Daxian please lead the way!"

Daxian led Zhang Hongfei to a coffee shop near the Imperial Palace in Shencheng.

"What do you two want?"

On the road just now, Daxian took a peek at Zhang Hongfei's outfit. His whole body was worth at least hundreds of thousands, and Daxian suddenly gained confidence.

"Two cups of good coffee!"

"Sorry, no!"

"What kind of shop are you, don't you even have premium coffee?"

The waiter gave Daxian an angry look, and said coldly, "Cappuccino, latte, mocha, which one do you want?"

Daxian immediately replied coquettishly, "Whoever is the most expensive will come!"

"What about this gentleman?"

"I'd like a glass of Campbell."

Daxian asked suspiciously, "What is Kang Baolan?"

“One of a kind espresso.”

"Oh! It seems that this little brother has a lot of research on these Western methods!"

"Haha!!! It's just a superficial understanding, it's not worth mentioning."

"Then I want a glass of Campbell, too!"

"Okay! Two glasses of Campbell blue."

Soon, two glasses of Kang Baolan were served.

Daxian looked at the coffee cup in front of him with a depressed expression on his face.

"Where's the promised coffee?"

"Under the cream."

"Can this stuff be drunk?"

Zhang Hongfei took a big gulp and replied, "It tastes good!"

Kangbaolan is based on espresso coffee with cold cream added.The characteristic of Kang Baolan is that it can provide three layers of taste at the same time, the sweetness of cream, the aroma of coffee, and the sweetness of syrup.Cold cream and hot coffee can bring people a unique taste of ice and fire.

People who are used to drinking Kang Baolan are all people with status.

Daxian had a bitter look on his face.

Daxian looked at the thick cream on top of the coffee, feeling sick for a while.

"Daxian, are you alright?"

"It's okay! That... give me a glass of boiled water!"

Daxian was afraid that other coffees would be the same as Cambalane, with coffee and cream, so he simply ordered a glass of plain water.

"Daxian, we can have a good chat now!"

"Yes! Have a good chat!"

Daxian took a sip of his saliva to moisten his throat, ready to start fooling Zhang Hongfei.

"Little brother, such a rich and powerful figure like you only comes out in thousands of years!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Yes! Little brother, do you know who was the last person with your face?"

"do not know."

"The ancestor of Yanhuang, the leader of the Huaxia tribe, the Yellow Emperor who is the head of the five emperors!"

"Oh?"

"The fate of the little brother is better than that of the Yellow Emperor! Wealthy and rich, great blessings are equal to the sky!"

"Okay! Stop it!"

"What's the matter? Little brother? Did what I said dissatisfy you? It doesn't matter! I can boast more!"

"Ahem... I just want to know, since my fortune is so good, why should I..."

"What you want to say must be, why do you live so poorly, right? Let me tell you, little brother! It's up to people to make things happen, but it's up to God to make things happen! God, yes, that's right, it's God! God won't let you go to the pinnacle of life, you No matter how good your life is, it won't help!"

Daxian said while waving his hand.

"That's why! If a person wants to be successful, besides his own efforts, he also needs luck! Great fortune, and then..."

"Stop! Don't you mean cultivating immortals? I'm just a mortal, and I don't intend to cultivate immortals!"

Daxian pretended to slap himself, "Look at my mouth! I wrote a lot of novels at home last night, and I can't turn my head around this morning!"

"what?!"

"No no no!!! I was wrong! Well, let's continue talking now! Let's talk about your fortune first! Since your fortune is comparable to that of the Yellow Emperor, have you ever thought about doing it yourself? What about a Yellow Emperor?"

Hearing this, Zhang Hongfei couldn't help looking at Daxian with sympathetic eyes.

"Could it be that those who write novels are so pitiful? They come out to help people tell their fortunes during the day?"

(End of this chapter)