Old Man Lai stared at Xiang Que with a sly look and said, "Are you fucking gloating about someone else's misfortune? It makes you feel so good that people are burying me. You kid is so disrespectful to the elderly and virtuous people."
Xiang Que patted his shoulder and said, "I'm telling you, if you believe me, just follow me and make some money. Don't talk too much. Do you understand? Hey, you're a lot older and you can be punished by others."
I'm so anxious, would you feel better if I gave you a good beating?"
Old Lai said anxiously: "With so many people watching here, I was eliminated by them. How can I hang out when I return to Antique Street? Do you know the status of those people on the street? They
In one sentence, I will even have to remove my stall from now on, who wants to offend them?"
Xiang Que shrugged his shoulders and said, "So I told you to shut up to avoid annoying people."
The two of them muttered a few words behind each other, which made those who were discussing a little impatient. Mr. Wu glared and ordered the disciples around him: "Please invite them out. If you fail to succeed, you will fail. In this case,
What's the matter?"
Mr. Wu's disciples and Master Xu's assistant pulled Old Lai outside with unkind expressions. Ever since they entered Huang's house, several gentlemen and masters had been watching and calculating. They were busy without touching the ground.
He and Old Man Lai were basically hiding in the back, just messing around, and the few young people had long disliked them.
It's a little too obvious that you two are eating and drinking together!
If you join us in charging forward, it's none of your business?
Must be cleared out!
Old Man Lai's face turned red and white, obviously he couldn't stand it anymore. He deceived the fortune teller in the Antique Street, which was a professional requirement. He deserved to be beaten by others, but he was so violently beaten when so many colleagues saw him.
It was a matter of face that he was dragged out.
After being dragged out today, how can he go to the antique street to set up a stall tomorrow?
How can I support my wife and children?
He'll get poked in the spine!
When it comes to his job, Old Man Lai feels that he can no longer look forward and backward.
Xiang Que didn't care, he just dragged him away. This was not about being dragged out and beheaded, so he was pulled out of the door without any care.
But Xiang Que suddenly saw the way Lai Lai was staring at him, and his heart suddenly thought, Damn, you ignored this old guy.
"It's him, he's the one who told me." Old Man Lai stretched his neck, pointed at Xiang Que, and suddenly let out a loud roar: "It was he who told me that before. Only then did I know that this little girl had a chronic illness and had not woken up for many days.
He saw it all.”
"Sell me out, old JB Deng, you are a bit unreasonable." Xiang Que rolled his eyes at his old man Lai, and was quite speechless.
Old Man Lai lowered his eyebrows and said to Mr. Wu: "Mr. Wu, my ability is to make a living on the street. I came here just to make some windfall. You ask me, do I have the ability? I definitely don't.
But I think he will”
Old Lai pointed at Xiang Que, and everyone in the room all looked at Xiang Que.
Wu Laoyi frowned, and Master Xu also frowned. Only Mr. Mo Da stared at Xiang Que silently, his expression gloomy and uncertain.
Xiang Que coughed dryly, waved his hands and said with a smile: "We are both making random calculations. If you want to tell us lies, we are good at it, but in terms of real ability, we have absolutely no ability. Gentlemen, please stop looking at us and hurry up."
Let’s drag him out.”
Old Man Lai said with a straight face: "Stop talking to us. The ones you've seen before are damn accurate. You said that man wouldn't live long. If he's not accurate, he won't kill you."
Did you fart? You said that the husband and wife are not getting along. If they are reconciled, her fingers are not allowed to scratch your face? Master... Really, he can calculate two or three hexagrams a day, and he is always accurate.
Whenever I pay, I do so willingly.”
Xiang Que rolled his eyes at him and said, "If someone tells someone's fortune, then it's like robbing them of their money? Aren't they all doing it willingly?"
Mr. Wu was confused by the two people's disagreement. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't grasp the key point.
Mr. Mo Da suddenly said with a smile: "Young man, you are quite interesting."
Xiang Que bared his teeth and said with a smile: "It's not bad. I'm quite humorous. I'm from the Northeast. This is all inherited from my ancestors. My mother said that I was grinning when I was born. It scared the midwives at that time.
"
Xiang Que really wasn't blind when he said this. He did frighten many people when he was born, but it was not because of this, but because he was too noisy when he was born, and many people were unlucky.
Mr. Mo Da shook his head and said, "That's not what I meant."
Huang Tingyu didn't say a word, obviously a little anxious, because these people were talking too far and had nothing to do with her own family affairs.
"Guys, can we talk about this at another time and another occasion?" Huang Tingyu suppressed her anger, almost ready to explode.
Mr. Mo Da explained to Huang Tingyu in a low voice, and then turned to Xiang Que and continued to say: "Young man, any fortune teller will never say that his fortune tellers are wrong, let alone that he is a fool.
It’s just a fabrication, but don’t you feel like you’re trying to cover up something?”
"Damn it, I forgot about this." Xiang Quetan smiled and sighed, and muttered: "Damn it, there is obviously no three hundred taels of silver here. What do you mean, the more you trace, the darker it gets? It's not going to hurt your feet.
Is it done?”
Mr. Wu slapped his forehead, and he felt something was wrong, but he never came back to his thoughts. It was indeed as Mr. Mo Da said, no matter who set up a stall to tell fortunes or read divination, even if they were charlatans, they would not say it.
If you don't know how to calculate correctly and don't know how to read, then you are trashing the sign.
This is the most taboo thing in this line of work.
Xiang Que scratched his head and said, "I'm really just making a living. I'm a foreigner and helpless. I have no skills and I can only make a living by doing this." "Then how do you explain what Old Man Lai said just now?"
Those ones"
"Can you believe what he says? He has been a professional deceiver for thirty years. If you ask him to tell the truth, he may still not be able to open his mouth."
"In the end, you can doubt my professional quality, but don't doubt my character." Old Man Lai said unhappily: "Don't make me swear, you're so cruel, for saying this in such a hurry, I won't even mention my ancestors."
Eight generations have dared to curse.”
Xiang Que said nothing, put his hands in his pockets and didn't say a word. He couldn't get darker and darker.
"Pfft!" Huang Tingyu suddenly stepped forward and knelt down towards Que.
"Oh, I'll go, are you going to be cruel?" Xiang Que was stunned for a moment.
Huang Tingyu's tears fell down, she bit her bright red lips and said: "Sir, I am just a sister. If you can, save her. You can't live without seeing her at such a young age. I beg you."
Are you okay? As long as you can save her... I will agree to whatever conditions you offer."
Old Man Lai bared his teeth and said: "With such a good thing, why are you hesitating?"