Surprise! Mrs. Xie is setting up a fortune-telling stall on a tricycle again

The lightning-struck wood formed by different tree species will have different focused functions.

Such lightning-struck wood formed by thousand-year-old spiritual trees is even more priceless.

Siming led the way, "The person who gave it to me said it was peach wood, but I can't tell."

The antique city is large, and Siming's shop is located in the center. The two walked for several minutes before they reached Siming's shop.

Siming pushed the door open and went in. There was a part-time student inside helping with chores. He was a student from a nearby university town and would come to help when he was free. Siming would pay him hourly wages and pay him weekly.

The student's family conditions are not very good, so Siming's move can be considered a good deed.

The student had a very conventional hairstyle. When he saw Siming and Jiang Cha walk in, he immediately recognized Jiang Cha and asked excitedly, "You, you are Jiang Cha? The fortune teller Jiang Cha?"

Jiang Cha glanced at the other person and asked, "Do you know me?"

The student said excitedly: "I often watch your live broadcast, every episode."

Jiang Cha looked at the other person and asked, "What's your name?"

Student: "My name is Li Yubo."

Siming walked behind the counter, used the password to open the lock of a drawer, then took out a key from it, and used the key to open the iron box on the wall behind him.

He took out a high-quality wooden box from the iron box, brought it over, and placed it in front of Jiang Cha.

As soon as Jiang Cha sat down, Li Yubo immediately served tea and water and waited by the side, looking very excited.

That was the excitement that fans couldn't contain after seeing their idol.

Siming opened the wooden box, took out a piece of lightning-struck wood wrapped in a piece of soft cloth, and carefully placed it in front of Jiang Cha.

"They gave me this sample. It is said that it takes seven or eight strong men to hug the thousand-year-old tree." Siming said.

Jiang Cha picked up the peach wood struck by lightning and looked at it carefully.

She inspected the cut and then put it to her nose and sniffed it. "It is indeed a peach tree, but the age is exaggerated. It is at most three hundred years old. However, it is also valuable. It is perfect for making ornaments to ward off evil spirits. What price do you want to ask?"

Siming: "I know that guy, but he is also a middleman. He told me a rough number."

Siming raised a hand to represent seven.

Over a million worth.

It’s not too expensive.

A lot of ornaments can be made from such a big tree. Although it is not a thousand years old, if the tree itself grows in a place with abundant spiritual energy, it must contain a certain amount of spiritual energy.

If the tree really has spiritual power, you can earn back the price by simply making a few decorations on it.

Siming: "How about it? Do you want it? If you want it, I'll call him now."

Ginger Tea: “Just ask.”

Siming made the call immediately.

However, usually when he called, the other party would answer the phone immediately, but this time, he had to call three times before the other party answered.

As soon as I picked up the phone, I apologized and said, "I'm so sorry, brother. I don't know who leaked the news about the lightning-struck wood. Many people came to ask for the price, and the prices they offered were not low. Now that person thinks the wood can be sold at a higher price, so he is unwilling to sell it directly, and said he wants to contact someone to put it up at an auction."

Siming was unhappy, "Didn't you agree to only tell me? If I want it, you should just give it to me, and if I don't want it, you should tell others? How can you be so untrustworthy?"

"I'm sorry, but everyone is here to make money, and everyone wants to make more."

After hanging up the phone, Siming looked at Jiang Cha with an embarrassed expression.

Jiang Cha knew it before he even opened his mouth to explain.

She calmly picked up the teacup and sipped the tea, saying calmly: "It's okay, let's go to the auction and take a look."

Siming: "The auction will be held in Hong Kong City, next Saturday night."

Jiang Cha: "Well, where are the materials I asked you to prepare last time? Now that you are here, let me take a look at the materials."

Siming immediately went into the inner room with ginger tea.

There are two rooms in the shop, one for inventory and sundries, and the other for a bed for rest.

Jiang Cha followed Siming into the utility room and saw a pile of materials. She picked up some dried Chinese medicinal herbs and smelled them. The quality was indeed high-quality, but it was still far inferior to the spiritual herbs from the other world where she had lived for a thousand years.

The quality of medicine made from this kind of medicinal material will be discounted, but in this era, it is enough to strengthen the body.

Jiang Cha put down the herbs and checked a few more. When she checked the herbs, she would focus on the color and then smell it.

With just these two methods, she can accurately judge the quality of the herbs and whether they can be used to make good medicine.

Siming was always by his side, watching and learning seriously.

Jiang Cha put down the last sliced ​​herb and asked, "Do you have an alchemy furnace here?"

Siming immediately said, "Yes, it's the alchemy furnace passed down from our ancestors. It was originally placed in the ancestral hall of our hometown. A while ago, when I knew you wanted to use it, I went back to pay respects to our ancestors and brought it out."

Jiang Cha looked around but didn't see the alchemy furnace. "Where is it?"

Siming: "Next door. I was afraid that there were too many things here and the smell would get mixed, so I put it in the lounge next door."

Siming immediately walked out and called the part-time student Li Yubo, and helped him carry the heavy alchemy furnace from next door.

"Bang!" The alchemy furnace fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

Siming wiped the sweat from his forehead and rubbed the dust on his hands onto his face. His fair face suddenly became gray.

He was dirty without knowing it, touched the tip of his nose again, and came to Jiang Cha happily, "Grandmaster, the alchemy furnace has been moved over."

Jiang Cha walked closer and looked around the alchemy furnace.

This alchemy furnace looked very familiar, very much like the treasure she had casually thrown to Si Wuming.

Jiang Cha took the brush handed to her by Siming and swept it over the handle of the alchemy furnace. She saw a clear crescent-shaped dent and confirmed that this was the alchemy furnace that she had used and then given to Si Wuming.

Jiang Cha held his chin and thought seriously for a while.

I still don’t understand how things from different worlds can appear together?

Is it a coincidence of parallel universe?

That's too coincidental.

Siming followed Jiang Cha's gaze and saw the dent on the alchemy furnace. He was startled and quickly covered his chest and said, "I really didn't do this. When I asked someone to move it, I was watching closely. I definitely didn't bump the alchemy furnace at all."

Ginger Tea: "Well, it wasn't you who did it."

She did it.

At that time, this alchemy furnace was still a treasure in her master's pharmacy.

In order to compete with her senior brother to see who could refine a higher-grade elixir first, she sneaked into her master's pharmacy. While her master was in seclusion, she secretly borrowed medicinal materials from the pharmacy and even used the alchemy furnace.

As a result, during the process of refining the medicine, she didn't know what bug went wrong. The medicine she refined looked in all kinds of strange shapes. One of them was in the shape of a crescent, which she smashed casually, leaving a shallow crescent mark on the handle of the alchemy furnace.

After so many years, the crescent mark is still as clear as ever.

Jiang Cha gently stroked the crescent mark with his fingertips, as if he had returned to the time when he was in the master's sect.

She is the youngest sister in the sect.

Although her senior brothers and sisters were strict with her, they also competed to pamper her.

Jiang Cha: "You guys go out first. Don't open the door or let anyone in before I open the door and go out. I don't need lunch, you guys can take care of it yourself."

Siming immediately walked out obediently.

He and Li Yubo were waiting outside.

From time to time, you can hear some strange noises coming from inside, and occasionally you can smell a strong medicinal aroma.

Sometimes smoke would come out from the gaps.

Siming looked at the thick smoke and opened the fire hydrants, but he never saw Jiang Cha come out, nor did he hear Jiang Cha calling him.

He had no choice but to wait outside nervously while trying to resist the urge to rush in.

noon.

It's meal time.

Li Yubo found Siming and asked, "Boss, what do you want to eat for lunch?"

During his part-time job here, Siming would prepare meals for him at mealtimes, but he would need his help in ordering takeout.

After ordering, Siming gave him the money.

But today, Siming was worried that the master he had finally met might not be able to eat, so he shook his head and said, "I have no appetite, you can order whatever you want, the money is in the drawer, you can spend as much as you want."

Siming was worried about Jiang Cha's safety, and also about his own safety.

If anything happened to the great master, his grandfather would definitely sacrifice his own relatives for the sake of justice and send him to be buried with him first.

After a long time, Jiang Cha finally opened the door and came out.

There was smoke billowing behind her, but her body was clean.

It just has a strong and pleasant medicinal fragrance.

Siming was squatting outside the door waiting. When he heard the door open, he immediately stood up and rushed to the door to greet the master.

"Grandmaster, how is it? Is everything...okay?" As he spoke, he leaned over and tried to see the situation behind Jiang Cha.

Jiang Cha looked a little tired and said, "Okay, there are eighteen pills in total. I'll take two. You can sell the rest at the price of two hundred thousand each. Each person can only buy one."

This batch of pills can be mass-produced, and the materials are all relatively common but high-quality medicinal materials.

Therefore, the price of ginger tea is not high, one tea is sold for only 200,000 yuan.

When her body recovers more and she makes better medicine, by then, it won't be just a simple matter of doubling the effect.

Siming rubbed his hands together excitedly, "So what should we do now?"

Jiang Cha: "I'm hungry and want to eat hot pot."

Siming quickly rushed to the counter and took the car keys. "I know there's a really delicious beef hotpot restaurant nearby. It only takes ten minutes to drive there."

Ginger Tea: "Okay, but before you go, wash your face first."

Siming rushed into the bathroom, looked in the mirror, and let out a loud cry.

Then she quickly washed her face and applied perfume.

When he came out, Jiang Cha picked up the wooden box containing the lightning-struck wood and said, "I'll use this to make a string of Buddhist beads."

Siming said happily: "You can take whatever you want. If you want my shop, I can just change the name."

For Siming, the fact that the master was willing to accept his things showed his appreciation for him.

It was his great fortune that he could provide help to his ancestor.

His grandfather also pulled his ear to remind him that if the ancestor wanted something, he had to offer it with a smile, even if it was his life.

The Si family is where they are today, all thanks to their great master.

The kindness of their ancestors to them is greater than that of their reborn parents.

Jiang Cha: "Let's go, Li Yubo, you don't have classes tonight, right? Come along."

Li Yubo is a real fan of ginger tea, and he immediately followed happily after hearing the words.

Li Yubo was driving and Jiang Cha was sitting alone in the back, where there was plenty of space and room for her to take a nap.

They were eating beef hotpot, and it was the weekend, and it was dinner time, so there were a lot of people.

When Li Yubo parked the car, Siming started queuing up to get a number, but there were still more than twenty tables in front of him waiting.

Siming didn't want to let Jiang Cha wait that long.

The ancestor didn’t eat lunch, so he must be hungry now.

He now wished he could just rush in, grab the cook out, and prepare food for Jiang Cha in front of him.

In order to have ginger tea and eat hot pot earlier.

Siming spent two hundred yuan and changed his queue number from that of a family of three at the front of the line.

Jiang Cha and Li Yubo walked upstairs and went in as soon as they arrived.

The people in the back thought they were trying to cut in line, so they stood up and pointed at Jiang Cha's nose and cursed, "How dare you cut in line? You're so young, do you think you'll die if you wait in line for a while?"

Li Yubo immediately stood up and pushed past the big, fat man with a big belly, who was about 1.8 meters tall. He pushed away the man's hand that was pointing fingers at him, "Who are you scolding? We paid for the number, if you have the guts, you can spend money too. What, can't you pay 200 yuan? If you can't pay, just wait here."

The strong man was not happy that they could eat right after they arrived, and he said to the family of three who charged money to change numbers, "Who told you to charge money to change numbers? Who allowed you to change? Did you ask us? If everyone is like you, scalpers will come to grab the numbers next time."

The parents of that family of three were not tall, and the tallest person in the family was less than 1.7 meters tall.

He is short and thin.

He stood there timidly, not daring to talk back even when the strong man scolded him.

Jiang Cha stood at the door, smelling the hot pot wafting from inside, and became even hungrier.

The strong man started arguing with Li Yubo, and he firmly believed in his own twisted logic.

"You are cutting in line. If everyone does the same, society will be in chaos."

Siming came out, wearing a string of green jadeite Buddhist beads on his wrist, which looked very expensive.

When the sturdy man saw the Buddhist beads in Siming's hand, he subconsciously dodged and didn't dare to touch them, for fear of accidentally breaking them.

This is the same reason why drivers don't dare to hit a million-dollar luxury car.

I look down on people who drive junk cars.

But I don’t dare to get close to those who drive luxury cars.

Siming: "Brother, we paid to change the number. What does this have to do with queue jumping? If you have a problem with your brain, can you go to the neurology department? Don't have money to register? Find a broken bowl and kneel outside the door. When I finish eating, I will come out and donate fifty yuan to you. It is enough for you to register with a specialist."

The sturdy man's face turned red and white after being confronted by Siming.

Jiang Cha's eyes fell on the little girl hiding behind the burly man.

He looked thin and small, hiding timidly behind the strong man.

The weather is a bit hot and humid today, but the little girl is wearing long sleeves and long pants, even her neck is covered tightly.

When meeting Jiang Cha's gaze, the little girl subconsciously tightened her sleeves.