Fortune Teller Master

Remember in one second

A tattered book with some pages left beside it. After about three or four minutes of calculation, Master Wang stroked his mustache and nodded his head pretending to be lofty: I have seen some eyebrows, but if we talk about the hexagram, we have to pay money. Big sister, I am three hundred yuan. Money is a hexagram.

Three hundred? The aunt hesitated: Can you calculate how many children my daughter will have in the future?

Master Wang couldn't help laughing when he heard this: Eldest sister, you are so funny. Is it too early for a girl to think about her children before she gets married? Of course I can't count it, but I have to add another two hundred!

I'll add to you, you liar! Aunt suddenly swung the bag in her hand towards Master Wang and hit him hard on the forehead. I don't know what was in the bag, but it broke the skin on Master Wang's forehead, and blood beads came out immediately.

Master Wang familiarly took out a tissue from his pocket and covered it, crying in his voice: If you don't count it, it doesn't count, why do you still beat someone!

I'll beat you, a liar. The aunt looked at Master Wang's broken forehead, and there was a hint of guilt in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed this emotion and pointed at Master Wang while pinching her waist. : You liar still tricked me. Can you tell fortunes yourself without points? How about we call the police to judge?

Master Wang fainted as soon as he heard the police, covered his head and waved his hands: Pull it down, just treat me as unlucky today, if you don't, just leave.

Auntie glanced at Master Wang's forehead, tugged her bag tightly and turned to leave. At this moment, a crisp voice sounded behind him: Please wait!

The aunt turned around subconsciously, and looked at a girl who looked like a student behind her and stopped her, and looked at her suspiciously: What did you ask me to do?

Lin Qingyin walked up to the aunt, looked at her face, and said in a clear voice: From the face, your Dragon Palace and Jiān Gate are dark and the Children Palace was rushed, so there should be no children.

The peddler next to Master Wang bumped his arm and asked in a low voice, Where is the Dragon Palace?

How do I know? Master Wang rolled his eyes involuntarily: If I knew so much, I wouldn't open a shop, why would I sit here every day to bask in the sun. He remembered that he saw this little girl's hand in the book building when he was in the book building. She took a face-reading book and thought she was learning and selling now, so she pulled Lin Qingyin a little unbearably, and persuaded her kindly: Don't talk nonsense, she can beat people. , if you're broken, you'll be much uglier than me.

Lin Qingyin brushed Master Wang's hand away, looking at the aunt's ugly face and continued: You had a son and a daughter in your life, all of them died at the age of three, and the relationship between the descendants ended. But you are a generous person, and you have accumulated a lot of kindness. Fate, so you have an adopted daughter. Although you don't have children and grandchildren, you have children and grandchildren. Lin Qingyin said this and suddenly stretched out her hand: Can I see your daughter's photo?

The auntie took out her phone, found the photo and handed it to her, Lin Qingyin glanced at the photo, and returned the phone: Your daughter's life is good, although there were ups and downs when she was a child, but it has been smooth sailing as an adult. The marriage is also going well, she just gave birth to a pair of twins this year.

The aunt slapped her hand and grabbed Lin Qingyin's hand excitedly: It's still your girl who counts, so you must know what I want to count?

Lin Qingyin smiled: You want to find your daughter's biological parents!

That's it! Auntie aggressively snatched the eight characters that she just wrote from Master Wang's hand, and when she turned to look at Lin Qingyin, she immediately put on a flattering smile: Little trouble...Master will do the math for me.

Lin Qingyin looked at the paper in her hand, reached out and took off the schoolbag on her back, took out a cardboard folded twice and handed it over.

Master Wang curiously stretched his head and saw that it was written: Fortune-telling, a thousand yuan a hexagram!

He clicked his tongue and looked at Lin Qingyin full of admiration: Hey, this girl is much darker than me!

Chapter 3 The Poor Fortune Teller

Hearing the price quoted by Lin Qingyin, the aunt agreed without hesitation: Okay, a thousand is a thousand, the price you want is really not high! After speaking, she gave a thumbs up: Young people are sincere!

Master Wang covered his forehead and widened his eyes, looking like he was heartbroken: who just beat me up just now because I asked for an extra two hundred? How can people be sincere when they ask for a thousand! Do you have to be so double-standard!

In fact, Master Wang didn't take Lin Qingyin seriously at all. In his opinion, the job of fortune-telling is to try to figure out each other's psychology based on the customer's demeanor, expression, dress, and tone, and then based on

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