Chapter 843 Two fools asked me to go for a skewer!
The fortune-teller picked up a low-quality brush and began to draw dots on a piece of A4 paper.
He painted very quickly, with moderate pen pressure. The ink stuck to the paper, and the landscapes he drew were vigorous and powerful, but did not soak through the A4 printing paper. This shows that this charlatan still has a certain level of education.
Ten minutes later, a simple landscape painting was completed.
"Little friend, the art of divination is about artistic conception. It cannot be explained or told directly. You can only understand it by yourself. I will give you this painting. If you understand it carefully, you will definitely gain a lot."
The old fortune teller made some nonsense and then handed the painting to Jiang Jing.
"What kind of chicken is this? Ba Wanying!"
Jiang Jing took the painting and looked at it carefully for a long time, but he still didn't understand it.
There is a body of water on the screen. It is hard to tell whether it is a sea or a lake, but there is a small island in the middle of the water. The golden light is very dazzling. A young man on the shore is watching the small island. There is also a chicken-shaped creature on the left, with its head held high. Know what you are doing.
"You understand and understand." The old man said with a wink.
"What a dick. I can't even understand the artistic conception."
Jiang Jing admired it and then asked: "This chicken painting is so lifelike. Could it be that my spring is based on the upside-down chicken?"
"Enlightenment, enlightenment."
The old man nodded repeatedly, but kept silent about what the painting meant.
"Thank you then."
Jiang Jing carried the painting and thanked him repeatedly.
"Little friend, walk slowly, Gua Qian..." the old man shouted shyly.
"Fuck, it's the gift we agreed on. We're destined, aren't we?"
Jiang Jing was stunned.
"Paintings are gifts, that's right, but fortune telling costs money."
The old man said seriously.
"how much."
"two hundred."
"Fuck, you are really a fortune teller, but I need this little money in my pocket." Jiang Jing was stunned for a moment, and then asked after deliberation: "It can't be cheaper."
"Little friend, can you bargain with the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty?" The old man suddenly changed his face and continued: "No, I will ask the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty to give you a dream tonight."
"...Pull him down. It's only two hundred yuan. I can't afford to find it for Yuanshi Tianzun. I'll sell the child to buy a monkey, just for fun."
Jiang Jing chatted for a long time, spent two hundred yuan, and left with a pair of broken paintings.
The old man watched him go away, then immediately called his wife, and said with a smile: "If you eat a whole fish tonight, give me half a bottle of wine, and go back and drink some. Well, I met a stupid guy, and I drew a chicken." , Sell him for two hundred... Well, real chickens are not as valuable as fake chickens now... Hurry up, I will practice drawing the old cow when I get home later, and I will sell him for two hundred tomorrow."
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Jiang Jing walked around with the painting, and then waited for the four children who wanted to eat together.
I found an interesting thing. When a small gang is formed, whenever they are called out, they are basically composed of five people. I don’t know why this is, it seems like there is a law.
Among them, there is usually a fierce one, one who fights fiercely, one who can make friends, one who can suppress things, and the most important one, who looks for trouble and fights when nothing happens.
Jiang Jing's little gang has this configuration. The five people have different personalities, but they can play together, but Jiang Jing is definitely the toughest among them.
These guys all have jobs to do now and are not considered idle members of society.
Everyone gathers together to brag, eat skewers, and chat.
"What do you think this is?"
This person must have weighed at least 200 kilograms. He was extremely fat. He also spoke rather foolishly. He was known as Wu Feifei and had the closest relationship with Chiang Kai-shek.
"Given it to a fortune teller."
Jiang Jing rolled his eyes and said.
"Fuck, you really have money and nowhere to spend it."
Wu Feifei cursed.
"Don't say it's useless. Hey, how did you manage to open a hair salon?"
The person who interrupted was of medium build, with small eyes, dark skin, and looked quite strong. His name was Nuclei.
"Oh, I. Damn it, if you didn't mention this, I forgot, do you have any money in your pocket?"
Jiang Jing suddenly slapped his head and asked.
"...It's a bit, what are you doing?" Nuclear asked in return.
"How many are there? Is there a thousand?" Jiang Jing asked quickly.
"Roughly the same."
Nuclear nodded.
"You can lend it to me first."
"Go away, I have to give my wife three fucking hundred later. She is buying clothes."
Nuclear said while covering his pocket.
"...If you have a wife, you won't know your father anymore, so hurry up."
Jiang Jing stretched out his hand and started to grab it. He Zi struggled for a few times, but he couldn't do anything to Jiang Jing, so he lent him the money with tears in his eyes.
…
"Beep bell bell."
On the way home, my phone rang.
"Hey, brother, what are you doing?" Jiang Jing asked familiarly.
"Who are you."
I asked a little confused.
"Damn, you forgot about me so quickly, barbershop, we both fought side by side."
Jiang Jing bared his teeth and said.
"Ah, you, why do you have my phone number?"
It suddenly dawned on me because I was so impressed by him.
"I was in charge of the police that day. What were you busy with? I went out to have a meal."
Jiang Jing invited directly.
"hehe."
When I heard this, I immediately became happy and asked, "What's the reason? I just want to eat."
"...Why don't you advance a thousand yuan fine for me? I'll give you the money."
Jiang Jing said very righteously.
When he said this, I thought he had a pretty good character. According to other people, he would definitely not give me the money if he had already paid it for such a long time. If he could think of calling me and offering to repay the money, it shows that this His character is pretty good, because at the moment, he doesn't know what I do.
"Forget it, it would be better to stop harming the two girls from now on."
I was anxious to go home and watch the game, and I wasn't very enthusiastic about a thousand dollars. Besides, we didn't know each other, so we couldn't afford to eat.
"Brother, you don't like the money. I told you that not everyone can ask me to treat you to dinner. One code is the same. If you don't look down on me, tell me where you are." , I will send you the money." Jiang Jing replied rather unhappily.
"...Where are you?" I asked after a moment of silence.
“Hongwei Road, Dagang BBQ.”
When I heard this, I glanced at the road sign. It was only about one kilometer away from his place, which can be said to be very close. So, I glanced at the time and agreed: "Okay, I'll go there, you wait." Come on."
"If you want to take a taxi, just tell him to stop at the Hongwei intersection."
Jiang Jing said worriedly for me.
"……good."
I smiled and nodded in response.
Five minutes later, a new Audi A8 parked on the side of the road. I got out of the car wearing Beijing cloth shoes that cost 60 yuan a pair, white cotton sweatpants, and a yellow hoodie.
"It's you."
I stood on the roadside and shouted to Jiang Jing.
"Fuck, what's going on with your friend, A8, big brother."
Wu Feifei said excitedly.
"...I borrowed someone else's car and came here to eat."
Jiang Jing took the skewer, looked at my dress and said something.
"Well, we monks are living a better life now, haha."
I replied with a smile.
…
Here, I just met Jiang Jing, and another big event happened in this city.
Shen Dianlong suddenly made a strong move and spoke directly to Li Shuishui.