Fortune Teller Master

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no mobile phone! "

Master Wang was stunned for a moment, and followed step by step: "Why don't you have mobile phones yet? Now elementary school students go to school with phones and watches!"

Seeing that Lin Qingyin didn't respond at all, Master Wang could only retreat and ask with a sullen face, "Master, can we have a meal together? After all, we can be considered as colleagues, and we will have experience."

As soon as she heard the word "eat", Lin Qingyin walked faster, she could eat something so unpalatable at home, and let her eat with the money she just earned, there was no door!

Master Wang was already a little fat, but now it was the hottest time in the noon, and he sweated a lot when he ran over. Now he is chasing Lin Qingyin all the way. Tears welled up in the eyes.

"I said, Master, can you walk slowly?" Master Wang wiped his eyes with despair: "It's noon, so you have to eat when you get home! I know there is a delicious restaurant nearby. Yes, I invite you to try it."

Lin Qingyin stopped and looked back at him: "Are you a treat?"

"I invite me!" Master Wang nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "You can order whatever you like, and I will treat you."

Lin Qingyin thought about it for a while, and nodded reluctantly. Although this man surnamed Wang is not very good at fortune-telling, he seems to be able to attract customers. Lin Qingyin thought that she had been sitting in the park for two hours in the morning and the police had not been able to get a single business, so she decided to discuss with him the tricks of setting up a stall.

There are many restaurants near the book building. Master Wang looked around and chose a Hong Kong-style restaurant that young girls liked. He added a service fee and asked for a small private room.

"Master, this way please." Master Wang made a gesture of invitation, led Lin Qingyin to the door of the private room, and opened the door diligently. The guests passing by saw a middle-aged man nodding and bowing at a little girl called the master, showing a surprised look, but both of them looked very natural, as if they were supposed to be.

The waiter brought the menu, and Master Wang immediately handed it to Lin Qingyin: "What do you like to eat?"

"Whatever." Lin Qingyin waved her hand in disinterest: "I don't like eating!"

Master Wang took out a small towel to wipe the sweat off his face, opened the menu to choose a few signature dishes, and ordered some desserts that girls like.

When the waiter left the private room with the menu, Master Wang immediately poured a cup of tea for Lin Qingyin: "Introduce myself first, my name is Wang Hu, nicknamed Fatty Wang, you can call me whatever you want."

Lin Qingyin picked up the teacup and looked at the tea in her eyes, frowned slightly, put the teacup aside, and didn't even want to touch it: "My name is Lin Qingyin."

"Is this tea not in the right taste?" Fatty Wang just asked and patted his head: "I see, little girls of your age don't like this! I'll give you a drink!"

Seeing Fatty Wang calling for the waiter, Lin Qingyin sighed hopelessly. Although she didn't have to eat in her previous life, she liked tea. The tea she drinks is taken from the tea tree in Yunding, and every mouthful is full of aura, and the tea on this table, let alone aura, doesn't even taste good.

Soon the waiter brought a cup of poplar nectar, Lin Qingyin looked at the air-conditioning floating on the beautiful cup, took a sip carefully, and opened her eyes in surprise: Although this thing has no aura, it still tastes good.

Fatty Wang watched Lin Qingyin take a sip and was very happy, and then he was quietly relieved: Master is too difficult to please. Don't know how to speak.

"Master Lin, how did you figure out what happened at Aunt Chen's house just now?" The more Fatty Wang thought about it, the more bizarre he felt: "Can these things really be calculated?"

Lin Qingyin looked up at him and said in a light tone, "Since you don't believe it, why do you go out and set up a stall to tell your fortune."

Fatty Wang sneered twice: "To tell you the truth, my grandfather knew a little about fortune-telling in the past, but then during the movement, it was not broken, and these were criticized as feudal superstitions, so I stopped doing it. The movement is over. After ten years of baptism, everyone no longer believes in those things. It was not until these years that they slowly emerged again, but to be honest, there are very few people who can count. I did this for pure joy. It is best to have business, and to have no business is not to worry about.”

Fatty Wang took out his tattered book from his bag and pushed it to Lin Qingyin: "This is a book left by my grandfather. I read it when I have nothing to do, but it seems that I can't understand it."

Lin Qingyin casually flipped through a few pages and nodded, "This book has something real, better than the ones you read in the bookstore.

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