Yang Haoran stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers. Before the girl could react, the young man suddenly understood and laughed.
"I'm such an adult, I don't understand the rules, it's ridiculous. This is the incense money for my little brother, please accept it with a smile."
The young man looked like he was rich, so he took out a stack of soft sister coins from his wallet and put it in Yang Haoran's hand.
Yang Haoran pretended to be there without even counting. The girl on the side was dumbfounded. The wad of money was at least three thousand yuan. It can only be said that this uncle is too rich!
However, the girl couldn't help but complain: "You're really a money-crazy and you charge money just for a casual look!"
Yang Haoran coughed: "You don't understand this. In your opinion, what I collect is money, but to me and him, what is broken is the relationship. If this relationship continues, the things involved will be huge."
The young man didn't care. Instead, he nodded repeatedly: "That's the truth. I heard a master say this before."
But the girl shrugged, obviously thinking this was a trick by a bad guy to get money.
Yang Haoran didn't explain to him that if he accepted other people's money, he was his customer and he must take it seriously.
"You have a full sky and a square pavilion. You are a wealthy person. You started getting lucky at the age of twenty-five and have been rising to prominence ever since. Judging from your appearance, you should be in business."
The young man nodded repeatedly: "It is indeed the master, what he said is so accurate."
Yang Haoran smiled slightly: "Your career is going smoothly. Although there are occasional small setbacks, you can always turn bad luck into good fortune. Needless to say, you are destined to have few children and your descendants will have bad luck.
Moreover, there is bound to be a disaster, probably this year, and it should happen to your descendants, so you need to be careful and guard against it."
The young man's face was solemn, and he was frightened for a while.
Because Yang Haoran's calculations were so accurate, he is forty-five years old this year and finally gave birth to a son when he was thirty-three. He has been frail and sick since he was a child, so his offspring are indeed unlucky.
Because of this, he raised his son like a baby, for fear that something would happen to him.
Now that Yang Haoran actually thought that this disaster would befall his son, of course he was extremely anxious.
"Master, since you can figure it out, is there any way to solve it? I am willing to give you more incense money!"
The girl next to her curled her lips and looked out the window. She didn't believe in fortune telling. She originally had a good impression of Yang Haoran, but now it was gone.
Unexpectedly, at such a young age, he turned out to be a seasoned magician.
Yang Haoran has already taken out a bag of tips from his backpack.
"This is a bag of tips and tricks. Remember to carry it with you and don't open it in advance. Once you encounter a crisis, open the bag and you will find a bag of tricks inside."
The young man thanked her repeatedly, put the tips away very carefully, and wanted to give money to Yang Haoran.
"The money for the incense counts one yard at a time, and the tips bag is given as a gift, so you're welcome."
Yang Haoran is very principled, okay? A fortune telling in Huanglong Mountain only costs 500 yuan, but this uncle's fortune is more than 2000 yuan. This tip must be given away.
The young man thanked him and handed a business card to Yang Haoran with both hands.
"Master, this is my business card. Since you are going to Haishi, if you need anything, you must call me and I will try my best to help you solve it. I won't disturb Master's rest and will leave first."
Yang Haoran smiled, waved and took the business card.