Wang Shan, the head of the Wang family, looked at Li Ping'an and said, "I haven't asked you your surname yet. Where do you study?"
"It's not like he's a high school student. He's just singing and singing on the street."
"Sell... sell singing?"
Wang Shan couldn't help but be a little surprised.
"Dad, this is the friend I brought here." Wang Yi came over and explained.
Wang Shan scolded with a straight face: "Since we are friends, why didn't you inform me? It's so unruly."
People who can reach the level of Wang Shan will not wait for others to order food.
I yelled that street singers and singers were not worthy of entering my house, and then kicked them out.
Such people are fools, and they absolutely cannot build this family business from scratch.
Wang Shan is like a human being, he talks about people and ghosts.
Even if a beggar is in front of him, Wang Shan can replace him with an ordinary person.
Only in this way can we go far.
Wang Shan said a little apologetically: "Sir, don't be offended. I'm not sensible. Why don't you go into the humble house and have a drink."
"Yes, yes! Have a drink, have a drink."
Mr. Gu beside him hurriedly echoed.
Li Ping'an slightly cupped his hands and said, "It's already too rude to bother me, so why should I bother you again? I will take my leave now."
As soon as he heard that he was about to leave, Mr. Gu quickly stopped him.
"Oh, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, a thousand cups of wine will be too little when you meet a close friend."
Wang Shan was slightly shocked. Mr. Gu has always been calm and collected. What happened today?
It was hard to reject the warm hospitality, so Li Ping'an had no choice but to accompany them into the hall.
Although Wang Shan has no personality, he sees Mr. Gu's enthusiasm.
So he asked the kitchen to set up a large table of delicious food.
Pork tenderloin, cherry meat, golden bell roast, Tonghua soft beef intestine, bright shrimp roast...etc.
The meat is tender and tender, and you won't feel greasy even if you eat a few more pieces.
It really gave Li Ping'an and the others a good meal.
After learning through chatting that Li Ping'an was really just a singer, Wang Shan lost interest.
But the etiquette is not ambiguous at all and is very thorough.
He could see that Mr. Gu liked Li Ping'an's songs very much.
As long as Mr. Gu likes it, let alone the ditty about Li Ping'an.
Even for Li Pingan...that has to be done.
Li Ping'an drank a pot of fine wine, and he could see what Mr. Gu was thinking, so he said.
"Mr. Gu, you might as well say it directly."
Mr. Gu smiled and said, "Excuse me for being presumptuous. If you are willing, sir, can you teach me the song you just played? Naturally, I won't let you teach me in vain."
Wang Shan clapped his hands, as if a servant came over with a box.
The box is about one foot long and half a foot wide, with a shiny copper lock hanging on it.
The wooden box was also inlaid with copper strips, so it looked like something of great value.
But the real value is the large-denomination banknotes inside.
"I express my thoughts briefly, and I hope you will accept it, sir."
Li Ping'an smiled and said, "You two don't have to be so polite. Mr. Gu loves this song so much. It's too late for Li to be happy. How can I repay him? If Mr. Gu wants to learn it, I will tell you everything I know."
These words made Wang Shan show less admiration in his eyes. The other person was not a wealthy person.
Singing and selling on the streets, eating and drinking when you are hungry.
But just now he refused without any hesitation.
Mr. Gu said: "Gu has nothing to offer, so even this meal was made possible by Boss Wang."
Wang Shan hurriedly said: "Sir, what you said means that you don't regard Wang as a friend."
Mr. Gu laughed and said, "Why don't you do this? Mr. Gu is quite familiar with some hexagrams. If Mr. Li doesn't mind it, Mr. Gu is willing to divine a hexagram for Mr. Li."
After hearing this, Wang Shan's expression suddenly changed.
Looking at Mr. Gu in disbelief, he saw that he was not joking at all.
"Fortune telling? Li knows very little about these things."
Wang Shan said in a deep voice: "Mr. Li, Mr. Gu is proficient in the art of Qimen Dunjia and is a famous fortune teller. How many people have asked for a fortune from Mr. Gu but they still can't get it!"
Wang Shan had mixed feelings in his heart. He invited Mr. Gu to his home this time.
Just to allow Mr. Gu to make up for the Wang family.
But how could a master like Mr. Gu care about gold, silver and jewelry?
Wang Shan regarded him as a distinguished guest, so that Mr. Gu would be happy one day.
It is his greatest wish to add another hexagram to the Wang family.
But who would have thought that today a singer came to the house, played a little tune, and asked for Mr. Gu's hexagram skills.
Wang Shan wanted to commit suicide by drowning himself in the river.
If you like ditties, tell me early, I can find them for you from all the four towns in Anbei.
Li Pingan suddenly found it interesting and said: "Then there is Mr. Lao Gu, but I don't know what Mr. Gu needs? I don't have the birth date."
Li Ping'an traveled to this world and was in a beggar's den.
How do you know your birthday and horoscope?
Mr. Gu smiled and said, "Sir, you underestimate Gu."
Mr. Gu took out a tray.
The Qimen-style disk is mainly composed of the Bagua on the land, the eight gates on the human disk, the nine stars on the heavenly disk, the eight gods on the divine disk, and the three oddities and six rituals.
Cleverly integrate the figures and the five elements.
Heaven, earth, humans, the divine disk and the three wonders and six rituals each have their own representative images and numbers.
and their respective five-element attributes and the relationship between life and death.
The network of information can quickly, accurately and completely describe the causes and consequences of time, space, heaven, earth, and people.
It may reflect the development stage of things, or reflect the results of the development of things, or reflect the development law of avoiding disaster and pursuing good fortune.
Mr. Gu asked Li Ping'an a few questions, including his last name and his age.
Then I carefully observed Li Ping'an's face and palm reading.
According to Mr. Gu, it only depends on face reading or palm reading.
Most of them are fake.
Cause and effect destiny is a huge calculation project, which cannot be solved by just adding and subtracting.
Wang Yi and others were also impressed and looked on curiously.
Fat Jun asked in a low voice who this Mr. Gu was?
Wang Yi then boasted about Mr. Gu with a few people on the sidelines.
He knows astronomy from above and geography from below, and he knows everything.
Known as Sai Banxian.
"This is Mr. Li's longevity."
Mr. Gu pointed to a line on the dial, and the red notch was rising.
Mr. Gu nodded with satisfaction, "Mr. Li is lucky."
If you calculate that the other person's life is not long, it will be a bit embarrassing.
Fortunately, it can be seen from the hexagrams that the other party's life span exceeds sixty years.
"Well...it's over 100 years old. Mr. Li can live for more than 100 years."
Before Mr. Gu finished speaking, he suddenly saw that the red line on the slot had exceeded two hundred or three hundred...
What the fuck!?
Mr. Gu's eyes widened in disbelief as he saw the notch rising straight up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, the limit of this style disk was reached.
"How is it possible! There is something wrong with the Shipan?"
Mr. Gu first thought of this possibility.
Before I finished speaking, my chest felt tight.
His eyes blurred, and a surge of heat surged up.
puff!!
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
With a clicking sound, the entire disc broke into two halves.