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Text 1725 Foreigners fortune telling

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    "Let Miss Ruth look at her face to see her money luck." Tom pointed at Ruth and said.

    "It's called fortune," Ruth corrected.

    "No matter what you see, there is no problem. I will charge you as much as you want." Wang Baoyu said.

    Who knew that Tom waved his hand and said: "No, it's better to discuss the money issue in advance."

    "Yes, let's agree in advance." Ruth also helped.

    The foreigner was still stubborn, Wang Baoyu said: "Then give me ten yuan."

    The tour guide hurriedly approached Tom and seemed to say something about hurting the knife. Tom nodded repeatedly and handed over a piece of money. It didn't have a leader's pattern on it, but it was a man with short to medium hair permed. However, the number 10 was still understandable.  , it should be US dollars. Wang Baoyu quickly took it and put it in his pocket, and greeted Ruth: "Miss Ruth, stretch out your hand."

    Ruth always had a slight smile on her face. She squatted down facing Wang Baoyu and stretched out her white palms. Wang Baoyu just glanced at the opposite side and felt that her nose was hot and she almost had a nosebleed.

    When Ruth squatted down, more than half of her two big white breasts fell out, and her denim shorts slid down slightly, revealing a thin thong belt.

    Damn, foreigners are generous, and fortune-telling has been around here for some time. Most Chinese women wear boxer briefs and hold their legs tightly.

    After Wang Baoyu sighed secretly, he kept his mind and did not look there. He must not cause embarrassment and lose the face of the Chinese people. He stared at Ruth's palmistry and felt that the handprints of foreigners were no different from those of Chinese people. He suddenly felt confused.  gained confidence.

    "Miss Ruth, your head is long and curved, so you should be talented in art." Wang Baoyu said.

    "What is a brain line? Is it hair?" Ruth asked puzzledly.

    "It means wisdom, IQ, and understanding." Wang Baoyu pointed to his head and explained.

    "Oh, you're right, I'm a painter." Ruth nodded, then pointed at Tom and said, "He is a collector."

    Wang Baoyu gave a thumbs up. The artist was very admirable. Ruth asked again: "Then do I have money?"

    Wang Baoyu looked at it for a while and said bluntly: "The fortune is good, but it's all windfall."

    Everyone was a little puzzled, and the tour guide didn't know how to translate it. You must know that windfall has a derogatory connotation in China, but Ruth didn't quite understand. She was very happy when she heard that she had wealth, and asked: "Look at me.  What kind of husband can I find?¡±

    This question stumped Wang Baoyu. It was not that he couldn't see it, but that he didn't know how to describe the appearance of foreigners. However, he saw a Dao mark on Ruth's life line and one on her career line, so he took it seriously.  Pointing to the two island patterns, he said: "Miss Ruth, your marriage is not yet confirmed, but I want to remind you that you may be in trouble in the past two years."

    "What does disaster mean?" Ruth asked puzzledly.

    ¡°It means that I may go to jail, but I don¡¯t know why. Anyway, please pay more attention.¡± Wang Baoyu explained.

    Ruth shook her head, expressing that she didn¡¯t understand how a painter could go to jail. Tom, who was hunched over at the side, stretched out his hand with interest and said, "I have the same pattern here, do I have to go to jail too?"

    Wang Baoyu took a look at Tom's palm and took a deep breath. On Tom's palm, all the lines were straight, and there was a clear broken palm. The joints were thick, and he looked like a man who was not easy to mess with.

    Indeed, as he said, there is a clear island pattern on the lifeline of his palm, which is lower than Ruth's, but judging from his age, it should be within the past two years.

    As a responsible warlock, Wang Baoyu said frankly: "You are also in jail, so please pay more attention."

    "This young man really dares to say it."

    "That's right, if you want me to say something nice."

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    The onlookers were talking a lot, and they all felt sorry for Wang Baoyu. If they annoyed the foreigner, they would definitely not give a reward.

    However, the two of them retracted their palms, and Tom politely said thank you, while Ruth smiled slightly and said: "Sir, I just came here and want to talk to an artist. Can you help."

    "She can help." Wang Baoyu didn't want to meddle in other people's business and pointed to the tour guide who was chatting on the phone.

    "You help me find an artist and give you a hundred dollars." Ruth said, taking out a dollar bill from her bag.

    Wang Baoyu didn¡¯t know anything. One hundred US dollars was equivalent to six to seven hundred RMB. She thought it was worth it, so she readily agreed: ¡°No problem, I¡¯ll cover it.¡±

    Ruth nodded with satisfaction, and Tom handed over a business card withThey are all in incomprehensible English, but the mobile phone number can still be understood.

    "Please keep your word and contact us." Tom said.

    "No problem, I'll call you in the next few days." Wang Baoyu promised, patting his chest and talking to an artist. There was one beside him. However, Wang Baoyu still wanted to go back and tell Li Keren about this eldest sister's temper.  Te, I still don¡¯t know if I can agree. If Li Keren doesn¡¯t agree, he can go to Li Shaofeng.

    "Thank you, this is a tip." Ruth said and took out another dollar from her pocket and handed it to Wang Baoyu, then she and Tom got up and left. Wang Baoyu had gained a lot today and was planning to close the stall early and go home to rest. A woman  But the child came over with an unhappy face. It was her sister Wang Linlin.

    "Linlin, what are you doing here?" Wang Baoyu asked.

    "Brother, how are you setting up a hexagram stall?" Wang Linlin asked with a cold face. As soon as she heard that Wang Baoyu was setting up a hexagram stall, she rushed over as soon as possible.

    "Your brother and I always have to make money to support ourselves." Wang Baoyu explained.

    "Stop showing off and go home quickly." Wang Linlin urged impatiently, looking down at the funny white cloth on the ground, and kicked it away in annoyance.

    "Hey, if I didn't know how to tell fortunes, I wouldn't be able to meet my good sister." Wang Baoyu greeted her with a smile.

    "Can it be the same?"

    "Why, I think I'm embarrassing you, brother." Wang Baoyu said unhappily.

    "It's not honorable anyway." Wang Linlin pouted and said.

    Wang Baoyu was a little disappointed. Although he had become rich through hard work, he had a guilty conscience because he relied on this to make money. He had been secretive for many days and did not dare to make it public. Now his sister looked down on him. The grievances he had felt for many days finally broke out and he said without hesitation: "  Linlin, to be honest, I don¡¯t have any money right now, so I can¡¯t be too ambitious to save face and end up picking up leftovers. Not everyone is destined to meet the daughter of a rich family.¡±

    Wang Baoyu was really angry. She was talking about Wang Linlin's rumored boyfriend Shi Lindong. Sure enough, Wang Linlin's face suddenly changed. She bit her lips to prevent herself from crying. She stamped her feet and turned around with a groan.

    Wang Baoyu couldn't wait to give himself a slap in the face, and if he had the anger to say anything to his sister, he quickly grabbed her distressedly and said with a smile: "Linlin, brother is a bastard, I'm going to slap myself for such a bad mouth." He said it really  A few symbolic blows.

    Wang Linlin sighed and said, "It's not a good idea to do something. It's not like my mother doesn't have money. It's so windy and rainy that it makes people feel uncomfortable."

    (Jiajia has been writing the book for more than a year, and I sincerely thank my friends for accompanying me all the way. When I am tired of writing, I need your support and encouragement even more. I am not asking for flowers or tickets, but I am asking for a chat in the Little Warlock group, 2-2  -1-9-8-2-5-0-9, looking forward to your joining,)
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