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Text 1719 Setting up a stall

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    Wang Baoyu looked at his empty wallet and finally made up his mind to try fortune telling by setting up a stall. Dai Liang could make money by doing Ma Qian classes. I have read so many books and am good at fortune telling, fortune telling and feng shui. I will definitely earn more than him.  many.

    Although Wang Baoyu had made up his mind to set up a stall to tell fortunes, Wang Baoyu still couldn't help but feel sorry for himself, thinking about how I used to be a great influencer, but now I am really going to be reduced to a charlatan.

    Don't lament those things. The emperor still begged for food when he was in despair, let alone a commoner. Hey, Wang Baoyu sighed and found a piece of white cloth, borrowed a brush from Li Keren, and drew a diagram of the Eight Diagrams of the day after tomorrow. On the diagram of the Eight Diagrams,  I wrote one sentence on each side. The left side is: Know the fate of destiny, detect misfortune, and make decisions about good and bad luck. The right side is: Peep the Five Elements at Dawn, Yin and Yang, who should I choose? After I finished writing, I looked at it from front to back, left and right, well, it looks like that.  .

    The next morning, Wang Baoyu drove straight to Lilac Park with the piece of white cloth in his pocket. At first, he was really embarrassed to put it on the table and just walked around looking at it with his hands behind his back.

    The old fortune teller whom I met twice seemed to be doing a good business. There was a group of people around, and they could only listen to the old man's unobtrusive deception: "My fortune telling is passed down from my ancestors. I have been traveling around the world for many years, and I have never failed to save countless people.  Just seek merit.¡±

    ??????????????????? Damn, what he said is true, I might as well give him the position of savior. At this time, a woman squatted down, asked about the child¡¯s future fame, and even took the initiative to hand over ten dollars.

    The old man stroked his beard and asked about his birthday. After thinking for a moment, he patted his thigh and said, "You are a great kid. Wenquxing will come to earth and he will become a great person in the future. Although his studies are average now, this is because he is ignorant."

    The woman who asked for the hexagram was very proud. This was equivalent to being praised in public. She asked humbly: "Old sir, how can you let him use his mind?"

    "I have a talisman here, bring it to him, and it will be ready in a year." The old man said, took out a crumpled talisman from his pocket, and said: "This talisman costs one hundred yuan. When I go back,  Burn incense and make offerings for three days."

    The woman who asked for the hexagram was a little hesitant. One hundred yuan is not a small amount for ordinary people. Seeing the woman's hesitation, the old man threatened: "I have taken out these talismans, which is equivalent to seeing the light. If you don't want it, my child,  Something bad might happen."

    Upon hearing this, the woman's face suddenly became cold. She quickly took out another hundred yuan and handed it to the old man. He respectfully took away the rotten talisman. Unexpectedly, the high price of the talisman did not scare away the others, and everyone came back.  He moved closer to the old man.

    "Take a look and do the calculations. I guarantee your satisfaction. No penny will be collected. Don't forget to reward me if you do a good job." The old man shouted again.

    Wang Baoyu's nose on the side was almost crooked with anger. The reason why the warlock was called a charlatan by others was because he made these people stink.

    People are always faced with various confusions in this world. Just after the woman left, another little girl knelt down to ask for divination, asking whether she and her boyfriend could get married. Naturally, the old man started talking nonsense again, saying that the two had a good marriage in their previous lives.  , couldn't be better, the girl was very happy, and finally gave double the money, twenty yuan.

    ¡°Then another man asked about the business. According to the old man, he would make huge profits and get out of hand. The man was so happy that he gave the old man eighty-eight yuan at once, saying it was for good luck. Both parties were happy.

    Although Wang Baoyu couldn't stand the old man's fooling around, he didn't stop him. After all, everyone now only eats a bowl of rice. He would make trouble if he didn't come, which seemed to be quite unruly.

    After wandering around for a while, Wang Baoyu finally gritted his teeth, took out a paper towel and wiped it carefully by a flower bed, then sat down, spread out the white cloth in front of him, placed three copper coins, and then just sat there.  , even embarrassed to raise his head.

    A young man in a suit and leather shoes with a handsome face was setting up a gossip stall, which immediately attracted the attention of many people. People looked at this young man one after another. He looked fair-skinned and did not look like a poor man at all. Why did he start this business?  Young people's pranks are still personal hobbies. Perhaps in everyone's impression, those who run gossip stalls are the kind of people whose family fortunes have declined halfway and who can't make a living at all.

    Wang Baoyu pretended to be calm, but beads of sweat were already appearing on his forehead. If he hadn't kept reminding himself that if he ran out of money again, Li Keren wouldn't even have the money to buy paint on the weekend, and he would have really wanted to leave immediately.

    Sitting until noon, Wang Baoyu was already hungry, but no one came to tell fortunes or read fortunes. They all looked at him curiously from a distance, which made him feel depressed. It seemed that people in the business of setting up stalls and telling fortunes still had beards.  Old men are more marketable, which is like being a beggar and having to wear shabby clothes.

    At noon, there were fewer and fewer people, and everyone went home to eat. Wang Baoyu felt desperate. He knew that it was difficult for beginners, but he didn¡¯t know that it was so difficult.

    Taking advantage of the fact that there were not many people, Wang Baoyu also? He shouted a few words in a low voice unwillingly, just calculate the divination, and then pay the money if it is accurate, and he is a child without any deception. These words sounded true, and finally the first customer since setting up the stall came.

    This is a middle-aged woman in her forties, with a bloated and deformed figure, a gloomy face, drooped mouth corners, and she always looks like she wants to cry. She is dressed in a black floral dress, which not only does not make her look thin, but makes her even more depressed.  She looked around and finally came to Wang Baoyu's divination stall and asked carefully: "Little brother, you can tell fortunes."

    "Of course, no money is allowed." Wang Baoyu said quickly.

    "It's quite expensive to tell fortunes, isn't it?" the middle-aged woman asked hesitantly, looking at the well-dressed Wang Baoyu.

    Wang Baoyu didn't want to lose this first customer, so he said quickly and generously: "We don't charge money, just reward. If you give too much, you will never feel too much, and if you give too little, you will never feel too little. Is there any fate between us siblings?  On this hexagram.¡±

    The woman nodded with satisfaction, feeling that the young man was quite honest, and asked, "I just feel tight in my chest and flustered. Please tell me how long I can live."

    "You don't need to do calculations, you can tell by looking at your palms." Wang Baoyu said.

    The middle-aged woman wiped her hand on her clothes and stretched it out. Wang Baoyu gently held her hand, lowered her head and inspected it carefully.

    "Sister, there is nothing wrong with your body, it must be a mental illness." Wang Baoyu raised his head and asked.

    "No, no." The middle-aged woman said hesitantly.

    No, Wang Baoyu glanced at the woman's panic expression and said: "Life is unsatisfactory 10% of the time. In fact, the eldest sister has no worries about food and clothing in this life, and her children will also have a stable life in the future. The only drawback is that the family is not happy enough."

    "It's okay, everyone says the child's father is quite honest." The middle-aged woman added vaguely.

    "You don't have to hide it from me. Your palmistry shows that your man has a bad temper and often uses domestic violence against you. If this line is broken, it means that you have had your legs broken by him." Wang Baoyu said with great confidence.
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