Fortune Teller Master

After frowning and eating the noodles, Lin Qingyin washed the dishes and looked up at her watch before 9 o'clock in the morning. She decided to go to the book building with many books in her memory to see if there were any mathematical skills. book.

Lin Qingyin lives in the old city, a little distance from the book building, and also takes ten stops by bus.Lin Qingyin sat on the bus and looked at the scene moving backwards out of the window.Time has only passed by for thousands of years, and mortals who could only ride in a carriage can now go to heaven and go to sea, knowing everything.In this great era of social progress, it is presumed that the science of mathematics will also fly qualitatively.

After getting off the bus, Lin Qingyin walked into the book building. The cool air immediately surrounded the whole body, driving away the summer heat.The thing that can cool and heat in memory is called air conditioner. It is the machine that most families use to regulate the temperature everyday. However, Lin Qingyin's family does not have this kind of thing because her family is too poor.

The book building has a total of seven floors, and the books inside are so vast. Lin Qingyin turned for an hour and couldn't find the book he wanted to read.With her eyes closed, she retrieved the memory of Xia Yuanzhu and found that she had no impression about mathematics.

At this moment, a man who looked a little fat in his early thirties passed by Lin Qingyin, holding a mobile phone in his hand, ignoring the eyes of others and talking on the phone: "I'm in the book building! What you said, I Why can't I buy a book? I tell you that fortune-telling is also a science, not that those professional terms can be ignored."

Lin Qingyin immediately put the book in his hand back on the bookshelf, followed the man behind the man to the book shelf in a corner, raised his head and looked at the bookshelf with a row of mysterious and mysterious titles , A flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

The fat man put the phone in his pocket, took out a book from the bookshelf casually, frowned and looked at it for a while, and stuffed it back with some depression: "In classical Chinese, I can't read it."

Three meters away from him, Lin Qingyin also regrettably put the book back on the shelf, took out another one, and quickly read it again.

Looking at the content in the book like a child's enlightenment reading, Lin Qingyin was filled with puzzles: everything in this society has progressed, how can this mathematics regress so much.The content of these books, not to mention the outside disciples of the fortune-teller, even though the fortune-tellers knew more than that, did the inheritance of mathematics pass?

"Eh, this book is good." The fat man finally found a favorite book, and he laughed with joy, looking like a treasure.Lin Qingyin moved his heart and glanced at the probe, and found that it was a translated version of the vernacular, which contained logic and errors.Lin Qingyin gave the fat man an inexhaustible glance.

"Look? What do you know? Do you know?" The fat man raised his chin to Lin Qingyin and shook his head. "This is the treasure passed down from the ancestors, as long as I learn it, it can be considered auspicious." Knowing the destiny, this esoteric thing cannot be understood by ordinary people like you."

Lin Qingyin looked at the book in his hand and chuckled lightly: "In that case, I will count, and I think your face will be plagued with blood today, and I will hurt my forehead carefully."

"What does your child say? It's easy to be beaten if you don't speak, don't you know?" The fat man just twitched, and suddenly the phone rang in his pants pocket. He couldn't care about Lin Qingyin and took out his phone and shouted loudly. There was a voice: "Hey, what's the matter?"

"Are you alive?" The man's eyes lit up, his voice lowered involuntarily, and he even guarded his mouth with a guard: "What alive? A woman tells her daughter's fortune-telling? Great, you help me hold her, I'll come over immediately and give you fifty after the event."

Hanging up the phone, the fat man winked at Lin Qingyin with pride: "Looking at it, this thing can make money for my brother, you think I'm playing with you!" After finishing talking, he couldn't buy a book anymore, he put it on the shelf A rush hurried out.

Lin Qingyin remembered that there was no visit to the stall that she had placed for two hours in the morning, so she turned around and followed the fat man. She was going to see what tricks the fortune teller had in the stall.

The fat man's fortune-telling is not far from the book building. From the nearby alley, he walked around in seven to eight turns and walked for about seven or eight minutes to a street that was not too wide.There are some old houses on both sides of this street. There are many stalls on the side of the street, some selling mats and hats, some selling cups and bowls, and some of them doing a small job. Fat men are the only fortune tellers in this street. "Master"!

Seeing that the fat man came back, the hawker who had been chatting with his aunt for a long time was finally relieved, and quickly waved at him: "Master Wang, you are finally back, this elder sister wants to find you a guise."

"Master Wang" immediately exchanged his breath, posing as an expert, and walked steadily in a figure of eight characters: "Are you looking for me to figure out?"

The aunt looked suspiciously at the fat man, somewhat uneasy: "Are you sure?"

When Master Wang heard this aunt dare to question her professionalism, she suddenly exploded: "Of course it is true! If you inquire from this street, you don’t know my Master Wang. My neighbors will come to me and count their days if they get married. Are they forbidden to find me?"

It seems right to say this, the neighbors in the neighborhood must know that he has the ability to look for him, otherwise who will spend the wrong money!The expression on the face of the aunt eased a lot, and took out her phone to open a photo and handed it to Master Wang: "I want to count my girl. Look, this is my girl."

The picture shows a 25-year-old young woman with long hair smiling and singing, but the long one is pretty, and it looks very temperamental.

Master Wang looked at the photo while sweeping the aunt with his eyes, dressed in ordinary clothes, carrying a grocery shopping bag in his hand, which contained a few vegetables and fruits, and there was no anxiety in his eyebrows. Passing by here, I saw a fortune-telling booth temporarily intending to count a gossip.This is usually not a matter of urgency. Looking at the age of the woman in this photo, Master Wang immediately guessed from the current hot spots: "You should want to count your daughter's marriage."

The aunt froze for a moment and quickly adjusted her emotions and asked, "How is my daughter's marriage?"

Master Wang sat on Mazad and took out a ballpoint pen from the box beside: "Give me your daughter's character!"

The aunt immediately said a series of numbers. Master Wang wrote the eight characters on the paper, pinched his fingers to read the words, and turned over a broken, broken page from time to time.After about three or four minutes, Master Wang touched the pretend moustache and nodded deeply: "I've seen a little bit of eyebrows, but if we say the words of the hexagram specifically, we have to pay the money. Sister, my three hundred dollars Money starts a gossip."

"Three hundred?" Aunt hesitated: "Can you figure out how many children my daughter will have in the future?"

Master Wang couldn’t help laughing when he heard this: “Sister, you’re so funny, the girl is thinking about the child before she gets married, is it too early? Of course, I’m not too wrong, but I have to add another two hundred!”

"I'm adding you, you liar!" Aunt suddenly lifted the bag in his hand towards Master Wang, and hit him hard on his head.I didn't know what was in the bag, just one moment I actually broke the skin on Master Wang's forehead, and blood beads suddenly appeared.

Master Wang familiarized himself with a tissue and took a tissue from his pocket to cover it, and there was a cry in his voice: "If you don't count it, it's not chanting, how can you beat someone!"

"I'll hit you a liar." Aunt looked at Master Wang's broken forehead, a guilty conscience flashed in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed this emotion, pinched her waist, pointed at Master Wang and scolded. : "You lied to me as a liar. Would you fortune-telling yourself without points? Or should we call the police to judge?"

Master Wang lied as soon as he heard the policeman, and waved his hand over his head: "Pull down and fall down, just as I'm unlucky today, you can just leave."

The aunt glanced at Master Wang's forehead, squeezed her bag and turned to leave.Just then a clear voice rang behind him: "Please wait!"

The aunt turned around subconsciously, watching a girl who looked like a student behind him stopped herself, and looked at her suspiciously: "What are you asking me to do?"

Lin Qingyin walked in front of her aunt and looked at her face with a clear voice, said: "From the face, your two parts of the dragon palace and the wicked gate are dark and the heir's palace is washed, there should be no children."

The vendor next to Master Wang hit his arm with his arm and lowered his voice and asked, "Where is the Dragon Palace?"

"How do I know?" Master Wang rolled his eyes involuntarily: "If I knew so much, I wouldn't open a shop, why should I squat here and bask in the sun." He remembered seeing this little girl in his hand when he was in the book building I took a book that looked at me and thought that she was learning now and selling it, and she dragged Lin Qingyin a little unbearably, persuasively saying: "Don’t talk nonsense, she will hit people. , If you break the picture, it will be much uglier than me."

Lin Qingyin flicked away the hand of Master Wang, and looked at the aunt's ugly face and continued: "You were born with a son and a daughter, all died at the age of three, and the descendants ended. But you are generous and have accumulated a lot of goodness Fate, and therefore have to adopt a daughter. Although you have no descendants, but there are descendants of Fu." Lin Qingyin said suddenly stretched out his hand: "Can I see your daughter's photos?"

Aunt dumbly took out her cell phone to find out the photo and handed it to her. Lin Qingyin glanced at the photo and returned the cell phone back: "Your daughter's life is good. Although there were twists and turns when she was a child, she went smoothly in adulthood. The marriage is also good, she just gave birth to a pair of dragons and phobias this year."

The aunt slapped her hand and grabbed Lin Qingyin's hand with excitement: "It's still your girl's accuracy, then you know what I want to count?"

Lin Qingyin smiled: "You want to find your parents for your daughter!"

"That's the case!" Aunt snatched the eight-character word just written from Master Wang's hand, and turned to look at Lin Qingyin immediately with a flattering smile: "Trouble is small...The master calculates for me."

Lin Qingyin looked at the paper in her hand, reached out to take the schoolbag off her back, took out a two-folded cardboard from the inside and handed it over.

Master Wang raised his head curiously and saw that it read: Fortune-telling, Thousand Yuan Gossip!

He sucked his tongue, watching Lin Qingyin's eyes full of worship: Hey, this girl is much darker than me!