The daily life of the fortune teller who was forced to open business

Because they were still waiting outside the door, Nanshi couldn't keep him waiting for too long. Without changing his clothes, he carried an umbrella, put his keys and mobile phone in his pocket and came out. Qing Lan followed behind him step by step. But it made the old man take several steps back.

Seeing Nan Shi, he quickly said to the old man, "Don't panic, this is my... nanny, and I won't hurt you."

Only then did the old man look better. He looked at Qing Lan, who was at least a hundred years old with a fierce look, and then at Nan Shi, and couldn't help giving a thumbs up: "Boss, your nanny... sharp."

Nan Shi had no choice but to smile awkwardly: "Don't call me the boss, my surname is Nan, and the only name is 'Shi'. You can just call me Nan Shi."

"Mr. Nan!" The old man waved his hand and said, "I still understand the rules! It's not good to call your name directly! Mr. Nan, shall we go there now?"

"Okay, sorry for the long wait."

The old man is still a new ghost. It has not been a few years since he passed away, so passers-by can't see him.Qinglan deliberately didn't show up, obviously three people walked together, but there was only one shadow on the ground.

Nan Shi originally wanted to take the old man on the way home, but as soon as he passed a small alley, the old man pointed to the entrance of the alley and said, "Go this way, take a shortcut."

Nan Shi really didn't know that this was a shortcut. He was a bit of a road idiot, and his associative power was relatively strong. Although he lived here for half a year, he really didn't dare to wander into unfamiliar alleys.He nodded and went in with him.

The old man took Nan Shi to turn and turn, and it took only half of the usual time to arrive near the parking lot.

He stopped in front of a door that looked a bit old, pointed to the vicissitudes of the wooden door: "Mr. Nan, this is the house."

Nan Shi stepped forward and knocked on the door. After a while, there was a sound from inside, and someone asked, "Who is it?"

He wanted to talk to the old lady more naturally, and told the old lady the matter in a subtle way—they belonged to the neighbors in the neighborhood, and he didn't look up and look down, and he didn't want the whole street to know that he was a little What ability.

"Does your family sell paper money?" Nan Shi replied, "I bought it from you once in the morning, grandma, and the family said that the things are pretty good. Let me buy some more."

"Oh...you wait." After a while, the door opened a crack, revealing the old lady's old eyes. She saw Nan Shi and saw that he looked familiar, so she opened the door completely, "How much do you want to buy?"

Nan Shi glanced at the phone: "Let me take a look... There are many relatives, how many do you have?"

"About twenty packs."

"Then I'll take it all." Nan Shi originally only wanted to ask for two packets, but when he thought about his ~what~ big young master, there are a bunch of servants at home on weekdays, and according to the old rules, he should give some red packets during the Chinese New Year Yes, Qinglan said before that the quality of the ingots was quite good, so he simply bought them all and gave money to his family after the Chinese New Year.

——Actually, it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t post it, it’s just that the economy determines the right to speak!He has to try his best to turn back when his senior brother Beep leaked his words at home, no one went to complain to his senior brother!

Money can make ghosts turn millstones, and money can make ghosts turn millstones.Nan Shi relied on his whole family to buy paper money alone, he didn't believe it, he couldn't beat them with money!

At worst, order another 1 Yuan Bao!If you can't smash it, it must be because you don't have enough money!

The old lady had no intention of letting him in, so she nodded and moved a cardboard box out of the house. The cardboard box was not sealed, and inside it were neatly packed with paper ingots. She put the box on the ground and signaled to Nan Shi Go to count the quantity, hold the sign with the QR code and ask, "It's best to give me cash."

"There's not that much cash." Nan Shi shook his head. Twenty packs of ingots cost 900 yuan. Who carries so much cash with them these days?

His expression changed: "Why don't you go back with me to get it? My shop is on the pedestrian street, just 5 minutes away from here——Nanchen Pavilion, do you know? It's been open for almost a year."

The old lady hesitated for a moment, and when she saw Nan Shi looked familiar, she nodded and said, "That's fine, then wait for me to get off, and I'll get the key."

Taking advantage of the old lady's entrance, Nan Shi tapped the stepped bluestone bricks at the gate of her house with his toe: "Old man, are you talking about the bottom here?"

The old man nodded quickly: "Yes, yes."

Nan Shi responded, then squatted down and moved the bluestone brick above it away—not to mention, it was quite heavy, and he almost couldn't lift it up in one breath.

Sure enough, there was something wrapped in a plastic bag under the blue brick, Nan Shi didn't go to get it, but just put it like this, he called out: "Grandma, come here!"

The old man was in a hurry: "Hey? Mr. Nan, what are you doing? This is a thank you gift for you..."

"I'm not short of this money." Nan Shi said quickly.

"Huh?" As soon as the old lady came out, she saw Nan Shi moving the stairs of her house: "What are you doing?!"

Nan Shi raised his head and smiled at her and said, "I just saw that your steps are a little crooked, so I wanted to fix it for you. It's the neighbors' help. I didn't expect that just after I moved, I saw a The thing, I reckoned it belonged to your family, so I didn't dare to touch it."

The thing wrapped in the plastic bag was only the size of a baby's fist, and the outer bag was torn, full of dirt and dust. It really didn't look like someone like Nan Shi would put it in on purpose—Nan Shi was still wearing a golden suit. What about the silk gown?

The old lady took a deep look at Nan Shi: "It should belong to my family... Didn't you say you want to help me repair the steps? Please just straighten the steps, that's all. "

Nan Shi was taken aback - wait, why didn't this old lady follow the routine?Shouldn't ordinary people take things out in this situation?

"Don't you see what this is?"

"What's so interesting, my old man stuffed it in." The old lady kicked the thing with her toes, looking very disgusted: "He used to like to spend money on such worthless things, and the house stuffed It’s all there, and I can’t bear to look at it.”

The anxious old man quit, blowing his beard and staring at him and said: "You old woman, you know what a fart! They are all treasures, okay! And if you look impatiently, it was obviously taken away by that prodigal son!"

As soon as Nan Shi heard it, he picked up the things and stuffed them into the old lady's hands: "Just take it, it's also my fault, I did bad things with good intentions, they are all relics, you can take them and have a look .”

"...How do you know that my old man has gone?" The old lady's expression became more and more strange.

Nan Shi: ...I slipped my tongue.

He smiled awkwardly: "I guessed."

"..." The old lady didn't speak, most likely she was thinking that the young man's mouth was wicked enough, and he cursed him to death before he knew the situation, and if it happened, he would have to give him a beating.

Nan Shi hurriedly said: "Let's go, it's quite late, go to my store to get the money."

After saying that, he moved the stone back, folded it in a decent manner, and hugged the cardboard box again, looking obediently waiting.

The old lady nodded and followed Nan Shi back to the shop. Nan Shi took the money and counted it twice on the money counter before handing it over to the other party and sending the old lady home.

Along the way, Nan Shi was still thinking about how to strike up a conversation with someone, but in the end, he babbled a lot, and the old lady either responded indiscriminately and considered that she heard it, or she didn't answer at all, so that he didn't know How to say it.

The road is not long, and Nan Shi quickly sent people to the door of the house. Seeing that they were about to close the door and enter, Nan Shi hurriedly said: "I have a lot of ancestors in my family. If it is convenient, I will order another 5000 yuan." Ingots, just pay the price you give."

The old lady thought for a while and said: "5000 yuan is too much, too late."

"Then I want as much as you make." Nan Shi added, "Pay in cash."

"Yes." The old lady agreed, and was about to close the door and go in, but Nan Shi blocked the door with her hands.

Nan Shi was really at a loss, so he simply said, "Someone asked me to send you a message, there is something in the rightmost drawer of your chest of drawers, and that thing just now, I also want you to take it and sell it." Now, those who should see a doctor and take medicine still have to see a doctor and take medicine, save what should be saved, and don’t save what should not be saved.”

"What do you mean? Who told you to pass the word?"

The old man said a little excitedly from the side: "Mr. Lao, say one more thing! There is also that unworthy descendant, what do you want him to do? If you want me to say it later, we will sign a donation agreement, and when it is over, we will donate the house. Ten cents Don't give it to him!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became, and at the end he even swung his fist and slammed it on the door panel with a bang, and even his eyeballs started to turn red.

Qinglan used a paper umbrella to stop her from the side, "Please calm down, sir."

The old lady was startled by this inexplicable sound, she seemed to be intimidated, looked at Nan Shi, Nan Shi did not expect that the old man could really knock on the door: "There is another word, let you The house was donated, and not a dime was left to the unworthy descendants."

He hastily added another sentence: "I didn't say this. Whoever said it, you just have to have a clue. Don't ask too much. I can't tell you if you ask. It's getting late, I'll go first, and you can fold it later." Just come to Nanchen Pavilion for paper money and find me."

After all, Nan Shi ran away in a hurry, leaving behind an old lady with an inexplicable expression.

Naturally, the old man didn't keep up. Seeing him running like a thief, Qinglan couldn't help laughing and said, "Master, you are obviously doing something good, why do you act like you're doing something bad?"

Nan Shi ran past the turning before stopping. He gasped a bit: "...This is not the first time I've done it! I'm not proficient in the business, so I'll be fine in the future!"

No, specifically, it should be similar to the feeling of social death.

Qinglan shook her head: "The young master shouldn't agree to something that the slave girl said to be overstepping."

Nan Shi curled his lips: "Then why not? People have come to my door... Forget it, I won't accept such things in the future."

Qing Lan didn't say anything, instead she raised her umbrella and covered Nan Shi's head: "You forgot your umbrella, do you want to go back and get it?"

"..." Nan Shi paused, sighed, and resigned himself to his fate, turned around and went back to get the umbrella.

***

It was night, and the old house was brightly lit.

As soon as Nan Shi arrived home, he was invited to Chi You's yard. Before he realized what had happened, he saw his senior brother playing with a silver ingot when he entered the door, and even said cheaply: "Hey, senior brother, where is this?" Here? What a big silver ingot."

"You don't know?" Chi You asked back, and handed over the silver ingot.

Nan Shi wanted to pick it up, but squeezed the air: "...?"

Wait, isn't this the one he burned for his senior brother during the day?

Chi You smiled slightly: "A'nan, have you memorized today's book? You promised me last night that you will be able to memorize it today..."

Nan Shi stood up abruptly, and ran out with lightning speed: "I didn't! I'm not you. Don't talk nonsense! It was agreed to take the test once a week, and I passed the test yesterday! Let's talk next week! Brother, I'll go back first. See you tomorrow good night!"

As soon as Nan Shi ran to the door, the two carved doors slammed shut.

As soon as Nan Shi turned his head, he saw Chi You gracefully fiddled with the incense with a silver stick: "Would you like to run again?"

"Brother, you have something to say! Why are you unhappy when I burn some money for you?"

"I'm not unhappy, I'm very happy." Chi You said with a light smile: "But I think it's necessary for me to teach you a lesson... After you learn it well, you can give yourself a divination before you go home, see See if today is a good time to go home."

"..."