Not far from Antique Street, a group of people came in large numbers.
Old Man Lai bared his teeth and said with a hint of envy in his brows: "Master Xu from Zangfengju, Mr. Mo Da from Destiny Feng Shui, and Mr. Wu from Feng Shui all use this street to read Feng Shui and do fortune-telling.
The big boss, I don’t know who started such a big thing, why did they invite all of them out, there must be big business, big business.”
Among the group of people approaching from far away, there were three or four young people in suits and ties, headed by a middle-aged woman in her late fifties who looked quite anxious. Every time she passed by a fortune telling or feng shui store or shop,
, someone will come up and ask.
If you are satisfied with the inquiry, they will chat with you politely and politely invite the person out. If you are dissatisfied with the inquiry, they will not say much, leave some money and continue walking to the next stall.
"Has this happened before?" Xiang Que asked.
Old Man Lai recalled for a moment, nodded and said: "A few years ago, there was a wealthy family in Xi'an who didn't know what problems the family had that had not been solved, so the family came to the Antique Street to hire people. Anyone who was invited away would be successful regardless of their final success.
If nothing happened, the family would send out a sum of money without hesitation. They invited a lot of people there. I heard that Mr. Wu, the fortune teller, finally figured out the problem. After the transaction, the fortune teller came back.
The store was renovated and here it is now. Those who didn’t see the problem or didn’t have a chance to look at it also received valuable compensation, I heard it was five figures.”
The wrinkles on Old Man Lai's face trembled, and he sighed and said: "This time it is probably the same as last time, but it has nothing to do with me. I am just fooling those who are fooling around.
, high-level people are more technical when it comes to cheating, so it’s not suitable for me to take action.”
"You want to go too?"
Old Man Lai glanced at him and said, "I just went for a walk without saying a word, and I don't have to open in March."
"I'll teach you a sentence, and you'll definitely be able to follow it and play around."
"Brother, you have studied at the FBI and you know how to read minds." Old Lai bared his teeth and smiled, obviously not believing it.
"If they ask you when they come over later, tell them that your family has a chronic illness and you haven't woken up for many days." The stall occupied by Xiang Que must have been occupied by Old Man Lai before, but he never knew that there was one in his territory.
It is a place with a financial position, so sometimes if you are lucky, you can just move the stall to the side and you can get some business that day. If you are unlucky, if you move it next to the financial position, it will definitely not open that day.
After Xiang Que occupied this position, it was equivalent to indirectly robbing Old Lai of his wealth and blocking his way, so Xiang Que planned to give him a windfall to settle this little karma between the two.
Within a few minutes, the group of people came over. One of the young men politely bowed down to say hello to Old Lai, then took out a photo from his body and handed it over, saying: "Hello, sir, can you give me a photo?"
What does this child look like?"
In the photo, there is a little girl about thirteen or fourteen years old, lying flat on the bed, sleeping soundly, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth. After a quick look, it is obvious that the little girl is in a deep sleep.
To be honest, if Old Man Lai opens his mouth at this time, he will definitely get a meal of chicken soup for the soul. Things like bright house, wealth, broad forehead, and prosperous fortune. He can even make you look like a prosperous husband with just a quick glance.
But the momentum of these people is a bit strong. Old Lai is really afraid that his few words may not penetrate deep into the other party's heart, but touch the tip of a knife. This will not be friendly.
Old Man Lai pondered for a moment and glanced at Xiang Que from the corner of his eye. The man was taking out a cigarette and started smoking it as if nothing had happened, without even looking this way.
"There is a chronic illness at home, and I haven't woken up for many days." Old Lai gritted his teeth and treated the dead horse as a living horse.
After he finished speaking, the young man opposite him visibly trembled. He stretched out his hand in a respectful manner and said, "Sir, you've hit the nail on the head. How about you come over and come with us? There's something going on at home that I need you to check on."
Look, you don’t have to worry. As long as the person goes there, even if he doesn’t see good things, we will still reward him. If he sees good things, he will definitely be grateful.”
"Oh my, this kid is a roundworm, I really need him to tell me for sure." Old Lai was stunned with his mouth open, obviously a little unresponsive.
"I've never heard of this... there is such a master on the street?" Mr. Mo Da of Destiny Feng Shui said softly to Mr. Wu next to him: "It looks good, it's almost the same as mine, Mr. Wu
, do you know who this expert is?"
Mr. Wu shook his head blankly, turned around and asked the other person: "Master Xu, do you know him?"
Master Xu shrugged.
Several of the most famous gentlemen and masters on the antique street looked at Old Man Lai in surprise. It seemed that they didn't expect that an old man in front of a grass stall could actually spot the problem with the people in the photos at a glance. Such eyesight was unparalleled.
Much worse than them.
"Experts among the people. It seems that not only the gentlemen in the store are good at it, but there are also experts hidden in this stall." Mr. Wu nodded approvingly.
In fact, when Xiang Que told Old Man Lai that sentence, he originally planned to say that he had not woken up for seven days, but he felt that Old Lai might not be able to handle such a high-profile incident, so he temporarily changed it to more than a day.
"Oh, Master, have you lost your sight?" A young man in his twenties next to Mr. Wu curled his lips and said: "Isn't this the Lao Shen Guan, also known as the Lao Lai Tou? Those of you who usually stay at home must be
I don’t know him very well. Whoever travels around this area doesn’t know him.”
Master Xu asked in astonishment: "Is he really so famous? Is it because we are ignorant?"
Mr. Wu's apprentice sneered and said: "What? He is just a bastard. He has been running a shabby stall for several years. He cheats and kidnaps every day. He has not defrauded much money. He has been beaten many times in these years.
The Antique Street is almost full of blood. If you want to talk about who has the worst reputation here, he must be No. 1."
The faces of several masters and gentlemen suddenly turned red. They looked a little embarrassed and looked at Old Man Lai, who was obviously not very proud.
Here, Old Man Lai also realized what he was doing. He quickly stood up and closed the stall, intending to follow him. But he had just taken two steps when he suddenly said to the young man: "This is my assistant. Can he follow me?"
The cigarette in Xiang Que's hand trembled, and he glanced at him helplessly, "Old guy, I'm going to give you a fucking windfall, why are you taking me with you?"
The young man hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Old Man Lai grabbed Xiang Que and said with a smile: "Send Buddha to the West, why don't you go with me? Don't worry, the money we earned this time will be divided equally, and I will definitely not
I’ll take advantage of you.”
"No, why are you dragging me along?" Xiang Que was unhappy.
Old Man Lai stroked his beard and said calmly: "With you following me, I will be more supportive...otherwise, I'm afraid I'll never come back."