The day I left the village, the whole world went crazy

"Uh... I mean you came to guide them on the way to the side."

The driver thought that the good guy was talking too much, and he almost said it smoothly.

"Besides, look at the street we went to before, everyone has a business license, which proves that it is allowed by the authorities and it is a legitimate profession. What are you afraid of?"

Liu Ye recognized this. He still trusted the country. Since the country recognized it, he also recognized it.

"But I don't know how to calculate."

Liu Ye said with an embarrassed look.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do it, we can learn."

"Who should I learn from?"

"Far in the sky, close in front of you."

The driver pointed to the uncle. The uncle was stunned, pointed at himself, and asked in disbelief.

"I?"

The driver hurried over and leaned into the uncle's ear.

"Don't you just read the history of classical literature when you have nothing to do?"

The uncle silently took out the book, and the driver took a look, Jin Ping Mei!

"F*ck! You're reading pornographic books all day long! No wonder you're blushing and having a thick neck. I thought you were practicing kung fu!"

The uncle rubbed his hands and said softly.

"Jin Ping Mei is an important treasure in the history of Chinese literature. Many historical figures have annotated it."

"Are those historical figures also looking at the full modern version?"

The driver glanced at him sideways. Then I flipped through it and found that there were more than [-] pages in their book, but I couldn't find even a single word.

The uncle immediately fell silent.

"Anyway, Liu Ye will teach you. You are the oldest here, so you can fool him. Anyway, you have to teach him how to do it no matter what."

The old man pursed his lips. He had no choice but to work hard for the sake of his own future.

He taught like this for three days, and Liu Ye left.

"So fast? Are you sure he can deceive...the person he pointed out?"

"Don't worry, I have taught her all my hundreds of years of deception skills. As for how much he can understand, it depends on him."

The uncle stroked his beard with a look of sadness on his face.

driver:"……"

You are said to be fat and you still have asthma. Do you really think you are an expert?

But the ugly daughter-in-law had to meet her parents-in-law, and he had to find someone to practice with Liu Ye.

After seeing him go out, the uncle quickly said to Huang Mao.

"Go buy me a lightning rod."

Huang Mao asked confusedly

"Why did you buy that thing?"

"It's so wicked. I'm afraid of being struck by lightning."

Yellow Hair: "..."

after one day

"Ah hahaha, Xiao Lu, is it really hard to find this place? By the way, where is the child you mentioned?"

A man in a white coat walked in with a smile. This man was the friend the driver was looking for. He is the founder of an Internet addiction treatment center, and the world calls him Professor Yang.

"Hey, that yellow guy doesn't do anything else all day long. He just plays games. Such a good person is ruined!"

The driver said sadly.

But Huang Mao glanced at them, and then cut them with disdain.

Professor Yang smiled slightly. Arrogance is good. What he likes most is arrogance. The more arrogant he is, the more excited he is.

He walked over and was about to let Huang Mao be taken away. But suddenly I heard a voice coming from the house.

"Master! Thank you so much. Your calculations are so accurate! I really made a fortune."

Then, I saw a black man walking out of a room excitedly, holding a box in his hand. When he was excited, the box fell down with a bang, revealing a large amount of banknotes inside.

The black man quickly picked up the banknotes and hurried out.

"Professor Yang! Professor Yang!"

"what?"

Professor Yang came back to his senses, then pointed over there and asked pretending not to care.

"What's going on over there?"

"Oh! He's just a charlatan. He claims to be able to control the world's affairs. He's so bold that I don't believe him." The driver said disdainfully.

But Professor Yang didn't think so. He just looked at the money in the black man's hand. It was a whole box of U.S. dollars.

Judging by the eyesight he had developed over the years, he could see that they were all real money.

I don’t know if it’s because of work, but he is very passionate about fortune telling, and he basically does fortune telling once a month.

Now that I saw a fortune teller here, I felt itchy in my heart. It happened that I hadn’t had a fortune teller this month, so I said.

"Xiao Lu, I'm quite knowledgeable about fortune telling. Since the person here is a liar, I have to go in and expose him."

"Okay! Professor Yang is really a role model for us. Come on, let us know this liar."

With that said, the driver took Professor Yang inside.

After entering, he saw Liu Ye sitting on a chair with a confused look on his face. He was confused by A Biao's appearance just now. When he saw the driver coming in, he asked quickly.

"Big……"

"What's so big?" The driver stared at him.

"Big brother..."

"Who is your eldest brother! Don't try to get relatives!"

With that said, he turned to Professor Yang and said.

"Did you see it? I feel guilty."

"Yeah." Professor Yang also thought that Liu Ye didn't look like a formal person. After all, he was too young. But since he was already here, he thought he would settle it first.

"Master, I came to you to tell my fortune."

"Yes, we are here to tell fortunes!"

As he said that, the driver rubbed his fingers desperately from behind, signaling Liu Ye to take the money and ask for it until death.

Liu Ye nodded quickly and then said.

"Well, our charges are very expensive."

"How much money?"

Professor Yang thought to himself that if it was too expensive, he would not consider it.

The driver raised three fingers from behind. Liu Ye was stunned, and then said seriously.

"thirty!"

boom!

The driver fell directly to the ground, and Professor Yang's mouth twitched.

This price is quite acceptable.

Then he looked at the driver on the ground.

"what happened to you?"

"It's okay, it's too hot, I'm suffering from heat stroke."

The driver regretted it. He forgot to price this guy before.

Professor Yang thought to himself, it’s not worth the thirty yuan, let’s see how good this guy is.

So he took out thirty yuan and said to Liu Ye.

"Master, I want you to help me calculate my recent fortune."

"Oh, luck, let me take a look."

Liu Ye took out a stack of information that his uncle had printed for him, then looked at Professor Yang, and then at the information.

Professor Yang: "..."

"If you're not a master, why are you still reading this?"

And it’s also a graphic version.

The driver behind quickly coughed a few times.

"Ahem, that should teach you your luck, just like the standard in the textbook. Those of you who are studying medicine should know how difficult it is to meet a patient who is sick according to the textbook."

The driver greeted the uncle and his family crazily in his heart. This is what you call a disciple!

Professor Yang suddenly realized that this made sense.

Time passed little by little, Liu Ye flipped through the information, but did not see any pictures that matched Professor Yang's face.

But it doesn't matter. His uncle taught him that when encountering such a situation, he should talk about the other party's situation as bad luck.

So, he coughed.

"Sir, your recent fortune is not very good!"