In order to set off his "master" image, Meng Qiyun deliberately changed into black clothes before going out to set up a stall to tell fortunes. He also took off the flowered headband and replaced it with a simple black cloth strip.
Shen Qingqing looked at her tattered dress and frowned in disgust, "It's just a fortune telling, there's no need to dress up so ugly, right?"
"Is it ugly?" Meng Qiyun shook his clothes, "It's okay, it suits my temperament very well."
The corner of Shen Qingqing's mouth twitched, this little kid has such a temperament...
"You will set up a stall in the alley to the right of the mutton restaurant later. If you have any questions, call me anytime."
Meng Qiyun nodded and said in a cold voice: "Understood."
After the family arrived at Stone Town, without Shen Qingqing's reminder, Meng Qiyun jumped out of the carriage, holding a bowl in his left hand and a bench in his right hand, and ran to the alley to set up a stall.
Meng Qixue cheered for her from behind: "Come on, big sister, you are the best!"
Meng Qiyun waved his hands calmly, put the bench toward the intersection, and took out the rags in his arms.
Looking at the passers-by, she seemed to see a lot of money waving to her.
Meng Qiyun looked happy. After reading the book for so long, she could finally make money!
finally!
However, the ideal is very full and the reality is very skinny.
After waiting for more than half an hour, no one asked her to tell her fortune. Finally, she met someone who was willing to stop. Before she could say anything, two more copper plates appeared in the porcelain bowl.
"Little girl, take the copper coins to buy two steamed buns to eat. Don't lie to others. If you lie to others, you will be caught by the officials and put in jail."
Meng Qiyun looked at the coin, then at the passerby who lost the coin, and stood up, ready to argue with him.
But the passers-by waved their hands and shook their heads at her, "You're welcome, you're welcome, I just saw you sitting here for a long time, I feel so pitiful."
Meng Qiyun gritted his teeth: "Thank you."
"Hey, you kid is just being polite."
After the passerby left, someone threw another coin into the bowl.
Listening to the crisp sound of copper plates being put into the bowl, Meng Qiyun clenched his fists and said thank you to the person with a smile on his face.
The passers-by looked at her complicated expression and sighed with emotion, "Don't cry, kid. Keep at it, life will gradually get better."
Meng Qiyun: "..."
Regarding the fortune-telling stall turning into a begging stall, she really wanted to cry.
Meng Qixue kindly ran over to teach her business knowledge: "Sister, you can't just sit down, you have to shout loudly so that everyone knows what you do."
"Do I have to shout?"
Meng Qiyun's face turned into a bitter melon. She was a fortune teller, so it would be a shame to shout in the street.
"Of course, this is a secret that I have summarized. I won't tell ordinary people about it!"
"Oh well."
Meng Qiyun took a deep breath, closed his eyes, stamped his feet, and gave up.
"It's a fortune-telling, it's a fortune-telling, it's ten cents for a fortune, don't give up the money!"
"Uncle, do you want a fortune telling? I only need ten cents!"
"No, I just came to see something strange."
I have seen big liars and old liars, but I have never seen such small liars. Today I need to open my eyes.
Many passers-by with the same mentality gathered around and exchanged knowledge on fraud prevention.
"Nowadays, scammers are using more and more tricks. Even little ones are doing business, and they are not afraid of being struck by lightning."
"Yes, last month I was defrauded of two coins by a man who pretended to be lame. Those scammers should be struck by lightning!"
"..."
Meng Qiyun sat down on the stool tiredly. She was tired, so she could just stay like this.
At this time, a voice sounded from the crowd: "Little girl, I want to tell fortunes!"
Meng Qiyun suddenly became energetic and looked at the visitor with shining eyes, "Uncle, what do you want to do?"
The man was stunned for a moment, "What else do you want to say?"
That person didn't remind him just now.
"You just have to figure it out. You can do whatever you want."
As an excellent trustee, naturally you cannot embarrass your employer.
Meng Qiyun was very dissatisfied with his careless attitude, but considering that he was the first guest, he suppressed his temper and said: "Then let me calculate your fortune and tell you your birthday."
The man reported his birth date as told, and Meng Qiyun started counting with her fingers. Everyone followed the movements of her fingers and exhaled and inhaled, feeling extremely nervous.
Finally, Meng Qiyun stopped and straightened his back, "You have a lot of wealth in your horoscope, so you shouldn't have to worry about spending money..."
The man interrupted her: "You're not mistaken, are you? Do you think I look rich?"
Which rich person would be a trustworthy person for a few pennies?
Yes, he is a trustee.
The man quickly changed his words: "Yes, yes, you are right, go on."
"What's going on?" People around him felt something was wrong and asked the man, "Why are you so inconsistent with your words? Are you and this little girl the same group?"
Shen Qingqing, who was hiding in the corner, had no choice but to hold her forehead after hearing this. Sure enough, the goods are cheap but not good. This caretaker is so unprofessional.
"Everyone, please stop arguing!" Meng Qiyun couldn't help but say: "Can you let me finish the calculation first?"
She continued to look at the man, "Your horoscope is indeed prosperous for wealth, but your luck is very bad. When you make money, you will lose it. This is what everyone calls bad luck. If the calculation is good, you should be a small business, right? The business is not bad, but
I always encounter accidents and lose all the money I earned."
Meng Qiyun shook his clothes and raised his chin proudly, "You should have just recovered your wealth last month from a loss. Am I accurate?"
Now everyone looked at the man with eager eyes, "Are you sure?"
The man cried "Wow" under everyone's eager gaze, "Master, my life is miserable! I have been selling tofu with my father in the north of the city since I was a child. I have been selling tofu for twenty years, and now I am still so poor that I can only
Sleep in thatched hut.”
"Last month I finally saved enough money to buy land and build a house. But on the way to buy the land, I was chased and bitten by a wild dog. I just ran away without looking at the road and fell into the neighbor's manure pit... woo woo
, I dug all over that cesspit and couldn’t find any money.”
"Just one step away, just one step away from me being able to buy land and build a new house! Wow, it's so difficult for me!"
Meng Qiyun comforted him: "It's okay. With your luck, even if the new house is built, it may be destroyed by hail. Just be careful."
After hearing her comfort, the man cried even harder.
A group of passers-by saw him crying sincerely and couldn't help but ask: "Are you serious?"
"Nonsense, who is joking about this!" The man sobbed, wiping his tears, and knelt down directly in front of Meng Qiyun, "Master, can you help me change my luck? As long as I can change it, I'm willing to pay any amount of money!"
Meng Qiyun glanced at him lightly, "But you don't have any money now."
It hurts my heart.
The man started to cry again, "Can I get it on credit? Is it okay to wait until I change my luck and make money? Please promise me. If you don't promise, I will kneel here and won't leave."
Meng Qiyun's face didn't change, "I've just handed over the money for fortune-telling, and I don't care if I kneel down as much as I want."
Anyway, she won't admit that she hasn't learned how to help people transfer money.
"Does anyone still want to count? It's ten cents per divination, seize the opportunity, the price will go up tomorrow." This chapter has been completed!