This has changed too quickly. Just now, I was said to be a seller of dog-skin plasters, but all of a sudden I have become a fortune teller?
The young man who just spoke couldn't help laughing and said:
"Old man, you are interesting. Tell me what you are selling?"
The old man wearing a bamboo hat took advantage of every opportunity, and when he saw someone talking to him, he stuck to him like a dog's skin. He grabbed the young man's sleeve and said with a deep face:
"Young man, I see that your heavenly body is plump and your bones are amazing. You are not an ordinary person. Old man, I opened my eyes and found that you are a rare genius.
The old man’s stall is short of help. One hundred yuan a day includes food and accommodation, so why don’t you come..."
Now even Liu Shiba was dumbfounded after hearing this.
The young man who was grabbed threw away the old man in the bamboo hat and cursed angrily: "Old guy, I think you want to trick me into cutting off my kidney, right?"
The old man in the bamboo hat shook his head and then said:
"I don't have to force myself if I don't want to be with you. Old man, I have a copy of "Ma Yi Shen Xiang". The original price is twenty yuan. How about I give you ten yuan a copy for a cheaper price? You've taken a big advantage.
"
"Hahahahaha!"
"This old man is interesting. Isn't he a street liar?"
"Let's go, I'm not interested!"
The crowd gradually dispersed with laughter. Only Liu Shiba's eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something, and he stood still and did not leave.
Seeing that everyone had dispersed, the old man in the bamboo hat did not worry. Instead, he leaned in front of Liu Shiba and laughed in a low voice:
"This young man, I see that your heaven is plump, your head is green, your cheeks are plump..."
Liu Shiba smiled lightly and said:
"You want me to buy a fortune teller in linen? OK, how about you give me a fortune telling? I'll buy one if it's accurate."
The old man in a bamboo hat paused when he heard this, hesitated for a moment, then gradually raised his head and whispered two words:
"Green smoke rises from the three-foot tomb, and wealth is like a sea of boundless blessings!"
Forefathers planted trees and later generations were left in the cold. The road to change one’s destiny is boundless!”
Hearing this sentence, Liu Shiba's eyes flashed, but he was shocked and said strangely:
"Old salesman, I recognized you just now. Why are you here in Xuchang?"
Didn't grandpa tell himself that no one knows about changing his fate against the will of heaven? This is a secret of the Liu family?
But the two sentences of this old salesman explained everything clearly, including the bad luck of more than ten generations of his Liu family.
Could this old guy really be a fortune teller?
That is, the fortune teller ranked seventh among the ten cultivators in the world?
Where in the world are there so many coincidences?
After he left Liujiatun, this old salesman who had been wandering around Ziyun Mountain all year round came to the door of his home in Xuchang?
Liu Shiba himself wouldn't believe it if this was a coincidence and there was no connection at all.
The old salesman looked calm and explained to himself:
"Life was difficult, and the old man's best friend Liu Shiliu also went there, so the old man had no choice but to come to the big city to make a living."
Liu Shiba believed what the old salesman said. His name was Cao Xiong, and he had known him since he was a child. He and his grandfather had a good rapport. They often ate meat and drank together, and even crawled over Ergou's wife.
The window of green flowers...
"What are my uncle's plans for coming to Xuchang? Are they just going to make a living by cheating on the streets?"
Liu Shiba asked calmly.
"I didn't have any plans at first, but after seeing my nephew, I had plans again. Why don't you take the old man in first?
Old man, I don’t have a place to live yet. At any rate, your grandfather and I are close friends. Besides, the fortune the old man gave you just now is worth the price..."
Liu Shiba was shocked when he heard this, but his face was extremely calm, as if the two fortune-telling sentences just now were a joke.
Although Liu Shiba was not very old, his city status was not low. He lowered his head and thought for a moment before smiling:
"Since you, Lao Cao, are my grandfather's friend and my senior, I should help you.
I’m going to buy some lottery tickets now, will you come with me? How about we stay at my house together later?”
The old salesman Cao Xiong smiled slightly, straightened his back in an easy and free manner, and said politely:
"Thank you Shiba. If you want to buy lottery tickets, come with us. I'll help you calculate the weather so that you can strike at a good time."
Liu Shiba was startled when he heard this. He originally didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but now he believes in ghosts and gods, and he smiled:
"Then let's go, Uncle Cao."
When Cao Xiong heard Liu Shiba call him Uncle Cao, he paused slightly, lowered his head and packed up, then followed Liu Shiba.
The two wandered not far and arrived at the lottery point at the corner of the street. By chance, they happened to see Liu Shiba's ex-girlfriend Zhao Lizhu standing at the door of the coffee shop next to the lottery point and looking over here.
Standing side by side with Zhao Lizhu was a well-dressed middle-aged man. The man had a face with a Chinese character. At first glance, he seemed to have an extraordinary bearing, but there was a hint of gloom and cunning in his eyes.
From the moment Liu Shiba walked over, this man's eyes had been falling on him.
Zhao Lizhu was wearing a beige windbreaker today, and her long wavy hair lay lazily behind her shoulders. There was a faint trace of moisture on it. She must have just taken a shower before going out, and her hair had not yet been dried.
I have to say that Zhao Lizhu is indeed a very eye-catching beauty. She looks even more charming after the rain and dew. She lowers her head and whispers to the man next to her.
Liu Shiba walked into the entrance of the lottery station with a calm expression, glanced at the man who was also wearing a beige Burberry men's windbreaker, and nodded with a smile.
When Zhao Lizhu saw Liu Shiba, her face was full of disdain, and she pursed her lips and said sarcastically:
"You are really worthless. You only know how to buy lottery tickets all day long. You deserve to be poor for the rest of your life."
The middle-aged man next to Zhao Lizhu also snorted softly.
Liu Shiba was used to Zhao Lizhu's cynicism and said with a leisurely smile:
"Poverty is my business, who cares about you?"
After saying that, Liu Shiba looked at the somewhat astonished Zhao Lizhu without changing his expression and smiled again:
"You're waiting here so early to mock me, right? This is your new concubine, and you don't want to introduce her to me?"
At this time, when the middle-aged man heard this, the original contempt in his eyes shrank, and there was obviously a trace of anger and surprise.
"Are you Lizhu's former boyfriend? Please keep your mouth clean so that you don't make yourself uncomfortable."
Liu Shiba laughed and said:
"To be honest, you helped me clean up the shoes I didn't need. I have to thank you."
Zhao Lizhu's face changed drastically when she heard this, and her harsh curses suddenly floated over:
"Liu Shiba, don't be shameless. We have nothing to do with each other a long time ago. What will happen if I dump you?"
You are too poor, you have no money, no car, no luxury house, why should I waste my youth here with you?"
Liu Shiba glanced at the middle-aged man with a gloomy face and said softly:
"You can't get rich for more than three generations. Thirty years to the east of the river and thirty to the west of the river. Be careful..."
