This group of time-honored shops in Antique Street are like a cat smelling fish when they see Xiang Que. Several gentlemen and masters who work in the shop will drag Xiang Que into their stores no matter what.
As for what Xiang Que said about leaving after calculating the three hexagrams, you are making a living by doing this. If you can build a reputation in one place, it means that it will be easy to take over business in the future, but if you change your place again,
I have to start all over again. Who would do such a thankless task?
Unfortunately, each of them misunderstood one thing. Xiang Que neither made a living by doing this nor decided to leave after calculating the three hexagrams today.
However, these gentlemen sitting in the shop didn't believe him no matter how much he said, and they became anxious when they saw them arguing.
It has nothing to do with Xiang Que whether they are anxious or not, but it does matter if they hear the buzzing in their head.
Xiang Que estimated that if he didn't figure out the matter today, he might go to the toilet and squat in a pit later. As soon as he took off his pants, someone would hand him a piece of paper.
Fight to the end.
"Hey, how about we discuss it?" Xiang Que coughed dryly, thought for a while and said, "Someone will come over later to tell the fortune. Let's each take action. If you can defeat me, whoever wins will take me away. If
If I can’t defeat you, how about we go back to our respective homes?”
The eyes of Mr. Mo Da, Mr. Wu and Master Xu suddenly lit up. This question was quite right.
In fact, what these few people seem to lack is not the ability of divination and fortune telling, but his ability to exorcise evil spirits and avoid ghosts to settle the karma for the Huang family sisters.
There is no shortage of people on this street for fortune telling and fortune-telling. You can find a gentleman sitting in any shop. No matter how good Xiang Que is in doing fortune-telling, there is no need for him. On the contrary, they are in urgent need of exorcising ghosts and warding off evil spirits.
talents in this area.
The method Xiang Que came up with made them happy. If you want to compare it with others, you still have to hesitate to try it. But the Antique Street has already been formed in the late Qing Dynasty. After a hundred years of development, this street
The most indispensable thing is people who can read fortune tellers, fortune tellers and fortune tellers.
"Haha, it's a deal, whoever wins will be fed and housed by you?" Mr. Wu said with a smile.
Mr. Mo Da said: "I'll have people prepare the food and wine. Can I have some drinks later?"
Xiang Que raised his head and pursed his lips toward the outside and said, "Why are you so anxious? Isn't someone coming soon?"
Outside the crowd, a fat man in a suit was walking huffing and puffing this way with his bag under his arm. When he was passing by, he saw that there were a lot of people around. After hesitating for a moment, he grabbed the person in front of him and walked over.
"Calculate?" Xiang Que asked with a smile.
The fat man looked around, his eyes glancing back and forth at the big shots, and the more he glanced, the brighter his eyes became.
Old Man Lai said from the side: "Forget it, forget it, you got it today. The most senior gentlemen in Antique Street are here. Usually you have to queue up to ask one of them to do the calculation. Today, they will do it for you together."
Just burn incense and worship Buddha. If someone can say a few words to you, you won't have to worry about it for the rest of your life."
The fat man nodded cheerfully, and Mr. Mo Da said impatiently: "What the hell?"
"Career and family business," the fat man said hurriedly: "A man in his forties must count this. Can you guys take a look?"
The three of them gave way and cleared the way.
Master Mo tested the horoscopes, Mr. Wu read the faces, and Master Xu drew lots. The three of them added up to Xiang Que. He said with a smile: "You guys come first. As for me, I will wait until you finish the calculation."
"Haha, that's alright... Young man, you can't go back on your word, can you?" Mr. Wu stroked his beard and smiled quite wickedly.
"You can do whatever you want. Just see if I can continue. Come on, tell me your horoscopes."
After Master Mo waited for the fat man to tell his horoscope, he thought for a while and then weighed his bones: "You are an impatient and bad-tempered person and have lived in one place for a long time. You have been traveling around all your life, and you traveled to various places before you were forty years old. Is that okay?"
The fat man hummed several times, and Master Mo continued: "When I was in my thirties, I met a noble man who helped me to settle down and start a family. Everything went smoothly for a few years. Then I encountered twists and turns and hit a bump in the road in my forties, right?"
The fat man hummed a few more times. At this time, Mr. Wu waved his hands and said dissatisfiedly: "Now that you've finished talking, what are we going to do? I'll do it next... Although you have two sons, it's hard to have one.
There are children who work hard..."
Master Xu said: "If you want to overcome this obstacle, you have to send your two sons away, so they can't be by your side..."
A fat man was turned over by Mr. Mo Da and three others one by one. After the three men finished the calculation, they basically analyzed the fat man's life for twenty years, including his career, family and marriage.
Old Man Lai muttered in Xiang Que's ear: "You are really at a big loss. These idiots have beaten this fat man over and over again. After all they have done, you are left with a little bit of water. You
Why do you even say anything? What else can you do? How about you figure out what kind of underpants he got today?"
The fat man's life has been calculated. His career, family, children, and marriage have all been calculated. Nothing is left. Mr. Wu and the others are very clear in their calculations. How can you calculate it after we have calculated it completely?
If you say you're the same as us, you're losing. If you don't have the point, that's nonsense. It seems that Xiang Que's previous plan has come to nothing.
"You haven't given me the money for the hexagram yet?" Xiang Que took out a cigarette and lit one, and asked calmly.
The fat man was stunned for a moment, then patted his head and said, "Look, it's all over. I haven't given you the money yet. How much is it? Please tell me how much it is."
"I'm going to hand over the white flag directly?" Old Lai pulled off a strand of his beard with trembling hands.
Master Xu asked in confusion: "Young man, does this count as admitting defeat?"
Xiang Que blew out the smoke and said calmly: "Take out all the cash in your wallet and let me see how much you have."
The fat man opened his wallet, and inside it was a total of six hundred and seventy-two yuan and fifty cents, including hundred-dollar bills, change, and coins.
Xiang Que glanced at it with drooped eyelids and said, "I'll leave you a whole lot. I'll charge you one hundred and seventy-two yuan and five cents. How about leaving you five hundred?"
"Isn't this a lot?" The fat man felt that he was lucky today. He settled a trouble in his mind clearly and clearly, but in the end he didn't even take out the two hundred yuan. He really meant it.
I threw away all the money I had.
Xiang Que waved his hand and said, "No, just this price."
The fat man turned around and saw that the people next to him who had just counted were all nodding, so he handed the change to Xiang Que and put the remaining five hundred back.
Xiang Que waited for him to collect the money and said, "When the money passes through my hands, it can be regarded as getting your wealth. How about I give you a message before you leave?"
The fat man really didn't feel anything about whether or not to send Xiang Que a message, mainly because those few people just understood it so well, but when he saw that the people next to him seemed to have an interesting attitude towards Xiang Que, he nodded in agreement.