My Side Job is a Trader

Looking for the auspicious days of the zodiac, there is no need to bother others. Zhang Xin is a member of the Taoist family, but he has not learned how to calculate it systematically, so he has to trouble Master Songfeng.

"Master, can you help us calculate which day is suitable for getting married?"

"You bring your wife over tomorrow morning, and I'll do the math for you."

Zhang Xin happily hung up the phone, put his arms around Li Xueer's soft waist, and kept rubbing her stomach lightly with his hands.

Li Xueer slapped his mischievous hand, and said softly: "Uncle, can you stop touching my stomach all the time, I'm almost bald by you."

Zhang Xin giggled, and suddenly squatted down and put his ear on Li Xueer's stomach. Li Xueer patted his head lightly and said, "Uncle, are you stupid? What can you hear now, can you hear my hungry stomach?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a "cuckoo" sound from her stomach, Li Xueer blushed, and quickly pushed Zhang Xin's head away.

Zhang Xin didn't say anything, and immediately took Li Xueer out of the hotel to look for delicious food outside.

"By the way, the doctor told me that some foods should not be eaten indiscriminately. Do you remember which ones?"

Li Xueer blinked her eyes and said, "At that time, I was only focused on following the doctor's orders, and I didn't hear what else she said clearly."

Zhang Xin was speechless, and felt that he should follow her every step of the way.

So Zhang Xin went online to check the things that pregnant women need to pay attention to, and found that as long as it is food, it can be eaten, but some people suggest that it is best to eat less irritating things and greasy things, which may affect digestion and absorption.

Zhang Xin excludes some foods that are not recommended to eat, and the rest needs to be matched to ensure balanced nutrition.

The most famous thing in Sucheng is some pastries. These pregnant women don’t have to taboo, so basically as long as Li Xueer wants to eat, Zhang Xin will buy it directly. Even if Li Xueer has a big appetite, she can’t stand to buy more. There are all kinds of snacks, large and small.

When the food street was about to finish shopping, Li Xueer suddenly saw a shop selling ice cream, and then stopped to watch some girls happily licking ice cream.

Zhang Xin had a bad premonition, and sure enough, Li Xueer pointed to the freezer and said, "Uncle, I want to eat cake too!"

Zhang Xin hurriedly grabbed her, trying to pull her away: "What to eat, it's not the season to eat ice cream in cold weather, let alone you are pregnant, eat less of these irritating things."

Li Xueer opened her eyes wide, pouted her mouth, and just stared at Zhang Xin in a daze. Her eyes began to fog up. Zhang Xin could only compromise and said, "I'll check first to see if eating cold drinks will affect the fetus."

After a few minutes, Zhang Xin did not find any articles about pregnant women not being allowed to eat cold drinks, so he said: "It is said on the Internet that pregnant women should eat less irritating food, but this time is not an example."

Li Xueer quickly nodded in agreement.

On the way back to the hotel, Li Xueer licked the ice cream happily, and Zhang Xin followed helplessly, reminding her from time to time: "Be careful on the road, don't always jump around, pay attention to safety."

After eating the ice cream, Li Xueer came back and took Zhang Xin's arm, and said, "Uncle, why are you so annoying now, just like my mother."

Zhang Xin said: "I'm not worried about you! You must know that pregnant women are very fragile."

"Know it!"

Li Xueer said impatiently.

"Why do you become like a child after pregnancy, you are going to be a mother, can't you be more stable?"

Li Xueer shook Zhang Xin's arm and said, "He is not very old, why is he not a baby?"

Zhang Xin said: "Okay, okay, you are also a baby. Now the big baby is pregnant with a little baby, and the baby will take care of the baby in the future."

In the evening, since they bought a lot of pastries, the two of them didn't have to go to dinner at all, so they washed up early and got ready to go to bed.

Ever since he knew that Li Xueer was pregnant, Zhang Xin wanted to hold her in his hands, for fear of accidents, he would follow her in when she was taking a bath, for fear that the ground would slip and fall. Actions.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Xin took Li Xue'er straight to Qingfeng Temple. When they arrived, Taoist Songfeng was just punching, and the two waited patiently.

Seeing the two people coming, Daoist Songfeng obviously sped up his movements. Zhang Xin could feel the fist wind from Daoist Songfeng's hands as soon as he was faster. vulgar power.

Zhang Xin handed the wet towel to Daoist Songfeng.

Daoist Songfeng said: "Chaoxian, you and Li Xueer go to the lobby and sit for a while, I will come later."

Zhang Xin helped Li Xue'er to the lobby, and Li Xue'er said dissatisfiedly: "Uncle, I'm just pregnant, I'm not that delicate, don't deliberately help me, I can walk by myself."

Zhang Xin let go of Li Xueer's hand, went to the altar and offered three incense sticks to the statue of Sanqing.

Li Xueer stood by and watched, waiting for Zhang Xin to complete the process, and said, "Uncle, a capitalist like you still believes in ghosts and gods?"

Zhang Xin said: "What kind of capitalist, am I exploiting the working people? What kind of capitalist am I? Besides, don't forget that I am a Taoist. It is reasonable to worship my Taoist ancestors."

After waiting for a long time, Daoist Songfeng walked into the lobby with a somewhat old-looking box, glanced at the altar table with green smoke, and asked the two to follow to the side room.

Zhang Xin looked at the tablecloth with gossip patterns being laid on the table, and then took out the copper coins and other things one by one and arranged them.

Zhang Xin pointed to the essential tools of these magic sticks, and said uncertainly: "Master, why do you use these things? Isn't this the guy used by those fortune tellers on the overpass?"

Daoist Song Feng stared at him, blowing his beard and said: "How can you confuse me with those feudal superstitious guys, I am a real talent."

"Stop making trouble, master, can you really figure out something?"

Daoist Songfeng's eyes flickered with an inexplicable look, and he said: "Predicting the future is a means only for gods. Ordinary people like us use it to see good or bad luck and seek psychological comfort. And most of the time, we don't use calculations at all. Yes, it’s all from the people.”

Zhang Xin picked up a copper coin. The copper coin looked very old and had a shiny surface. When Zhang Xin held the copper coin, he felt a very comfortable breath, but when he put down the copper coin, that feeling disappeared again.

Zhang Xin didn't have any expression on his face, but he was a little puzzled and didn't know what the situation was.

Daoist Songfeng asked the two to write down the date of birth, and then closed their eyes and handed out the seal formula, which was not too different from the magic stick on the street.

Not long after, Daoist Songfeng opened his eyes, looked at the compass on the desk, wrote some words about the heavenly stems and earthly branches on the paper, picked up the three copper coins on the table, shook his hands together, and then Let the copper coins fall on the desk.

After finishing this series of movements, Matsukaze asked the two to sit closer and observe their faces carefully.