Sorry, the System is Really Amazing

Under the attention of Mo Qing and Zheng Hai, Ye Chen slowly said, "Measuring characters is also a kind of divination, which is to use Chinese characters to predict unknown events. When the ancestors created characters, ghosts cried and howled, shaking the world and weeping ghosts and gods, so characters can communicate with gods..."

This is Ye Chen's first word test.

After learning elementary feng shui, Ye Chen also knows a thing or two about Chinese characters.

It's not aimless.

"The current time is 16:20 in the afternoon, so I will make two hexagrams."

Ye Chen laughed. "The first character you write is the character '人'. The strokes are 2 strokes. Divide 16 by 2 to get 8-in the I Ching gossip, the numbers 1 and 9 represent the Qian hexagrams. The numbers 0 and 8 represent the Kun hexagrams. The number 2 stands for Dui Gua. The number 3 stands for Li Gua. The number 4 stands for Zhen Gua. The number 5 stands for Xun Gua. The number 6 stands for Kan Gua. The number 7 stands for Gen Gua.”

"So, the first hexagram is the Kun hexagram."

"According to the principle that Taiji produces Liangyi and four images produce Bagua, infinite things can be deduced."

"The characters represented by the Kun hexagram are women—mother, wife, and daughter. These can all be represented by the Kun hexagram. I have seen your face, and the sunken and dull palace of your parents indicates that both your parents have passed away. And you are not Father-in-law's life. So, this Kun hexagram refers to your wife. Then, the second hexagram can measure what your wife is doing at 16:20."

"Sure!" Mo Qing's eyes lighted up slightly. Of course she knew that Zheng Hai's parents passed away five years ago. Last year, Zheng Hai's wife gave birth to a son for him.

Zheng Hai didn't take it seriously, he believed that Mo Qing had told Ye Chen about these basic family situations.

"Fudge, keep fooling." Zheng Hai looked at Ye Chen coldly.

"The second character you wrote is a 'positive' character with 5 strokes. Divide 20 by 5 to get 4. Therefore, the second hexagram is the Zhen hexagram."

The old god Ye Chen said. "Zhen Gua symbolizes thunder, which means that thunder shakes all things in March in Yangchun. The first image of Zhengua is movement - vibration, movement, running, explosion, landslide, mudslide, high-speed driving car, plane, train, Running horses...these are all moving, so they can all be represented by the hexagram Zhen. In short, anything that moves is usually represented by the hexagram Zhen..."

"In the human body, the hexagram Zhen represents the feet."

"Sister Mo, the hexagram Zhen symbolizes thunder, what sound do you think thunder makes?" Ye Chen asked Mo Qing with a smile.

"The sound of thunder?" Mo Qing thought for a few seconds, then blurted out. "Crack? Thunder, crackling sound?"

"That's right! Then, analyze from the hexagram of the second hexagram—" Ye Chen looked at Zheng Hai. "Your wife should be exercising, running for fitness or something, and during this exercise, there will be crackling sounds similar to thunder."

"Hahahahaha—!" Zheng Hai laughed wildly. "It's nonsense! It's nonsense! What time is it? After 4 o'clock in the afternoon, my wife will go for a run? Yes, she has a gym card, but most of the time, she goes to the gym after dinner. You It's impossible to measure!"

"Zheng Hai, don't be in a hurry to deny it. It is very simple to prove whether Ye Chen is accurate. You can call your wife now and verify it yourself." Mo Qing said.

"Okay, I'll ask for proof now, Xiao Qing, I'll call my wife right away, I'll turn on the speakerphone, you can hear me clearly, see how I can expose his lies face to face!" Zheng Hai took out his phone with confidence. "Let me tell you, my wife can't go for a run at this hour!"

Zheng Hai dialed his wife's cell phone number.

Beep-beep-beep-beep!

After more than ten seconds, the call got through.

Zheng Hai nodded to Mo Qing, and pressed the hands-free button——

"Wife,

what are you doing? Do you want to buy food? "

"Old...old...husband...I...I'm running..." On the phone, a charming female voice said hurriedly while panting. "I...I...um-I...I'm running...um...running..."

slap... slap...

"What?!" Suddenly, Zheng Hai's face changed suddenly, and he felt something was wrong. "Are you running? Why did I hear a crackling sound? What's going on! Wife, what are you doing?"

"Oh...I...I was running in my slippers...so...so there was that sound..."

"You! You!" Zheng Hai's face turned green.

At this time, a man's voice came from the phone. "I'm going to sprint!"

"Husband, I'm in the gym... next to it... there are other... other... um - other people are also... also running, sprinting..."

"Don't run away! Damn it! You're not allowed to go to the gym anymore! I'll buy you a treadmill!" Zheng Hai shuddered with anger, and hung up the phone directly.

"Brother, be strong." Ye Chen patted Zheng Hai's shoulder and said earnestly. "There is no hurdle that cannot be overcome."

Without saying a word, Zheng Hai turned around and left, his steps were extremely heavy.

"Hahahaha—!" At this moment, Mo Qing laughed and burst out laughing.

The flowers trembled with laughter.

She couldn't hold it any longer.

"Sister Mo, you've seen it too. It's not that I'm aggressive and wants to expose others' faults. It's that he is too aggressive and insists on asking me to test the characters. You can see a green hat. Hey, there are too many bad things in this society—" —Let me laugh for a while."

Ye Chen laughed out loud.

He actually didn't know what Zheng Hai's wife was doing, it was just a word test.

Surprise!

"Ye Chen, this... this time... is the funniest thing I've ever encountered in my life..." Mo Qing burst into tears with laughter. "However, you are so accurate, so accurate, so amazing!"

"It's just a small skill, it won't make it to the stage." Ye Chen said humbly. "Okay, Sister Mo, I'm ready to laugh, how about you?"

"It's almost..." Mo Qing tried her best to control her facial expression, trying to get serious again.

"Okay, Ye Chen, go to my house." Mo Qing said. "Don't be nervous. My parents are intellectuals. They are easy to talk and get along with. They won't make things difficult for you."

"Sister Mo, don't worry, pretending to be a beautiful woman's boyfriend, I've done this job before, so I'm no stranger to it." Ye Chen laughed.

"Huh?" Mo Qing was stunned for a moment, without thinking too much, she led Ye Chen towards a multi-storey bungalow.

Just as I walked into the foyer, I saw a plainly dressed young woman rushing out covering her face, crying and wiping her tears, looking very aggrieved and sad.

"Huh? Xiao Cai?" Mo Qing pulled the young woman back. "What's the matter? Uncle Zeng scolded you again?"

"Sister Mo, I really can't do it anymore... I... I quit... Uncle Zeng scolded me again..." The young woman looked like she came from the countryside to work in the city, her eyes were clear, she had no intentions, and there were some freckles on her face "The night before yesterday, he had a fight with his son and was injured. Today he took it out on me..."

"Xiao Cai, don't cry, and don't be in a hurry. In this way, I will go up with you and persuade Uncle Zeng." Mo Qing comforted softly.

After a pause, she explained to Ye Chen. "Ye Chen, this is Xiao Cai, the babysitter of Uncle Zeng's family. Uncle Zeng is my dad's former colleague, and he has a very good relationship with my dad. He, hey, his life was smooth in the first half of his life, but he is a bit unfortunate in his later years."

"Three years ago, Uncle Zeng's wife, Aunt Luo, passed away, which was a great blow to him. Aunt Luo had a very good relationship with Uncle Zeng during his lifetime. The old couple was very affectionate. Every night, Aunt Luo would cook soup for Uncle Zeng. Over time, Before dinner, Uncle Zeng must drink a bowl of soup made by Aunt Luo, otherwise he won't be able to eat."

"After Aunt Luo passed away, Uncle Zeng missed her soup very much, so he invited many nannies back to take care of his daily life and cook soup for him. Uncle Zeng said that whoever can cook and He will give you 500,000 yuan for the soup that tastes like Aunt Luo!"

"Yo? So rich?" Ye Chen was surprised. My heart said, this Uncle Zeng is quite weird.

"However, after changing several nannies, the soup always tastes wrong." Mo Qing shook her head. "Uncle Zeng and Aunt Luo have a son who is a bit irritable. The father and son are not easy to deal with. There are frequent quarrels, and there were even big fights. Because Uncle Zeng offered a reward of 500,000 yuan for a nanny to make soup, his son was worried. I have a grudge, I have beaten Uncle Zeng twice...It is said that his son bought a house last year, and Uncle Zeng didn't pay a penny."

"The night before yesterday, Zeng Chao beat Uncle Zeng again?" Mo Qing asked with a frown.

"Yeah, I was beaten the night before yesterday, and my ears were wounded and wrapped in gauze. It was quite miserable. Zeng Chao is really a beast, but Uncle Zeng shouldn't take it out on me!" The nanny "Xiao Cai" was I sympathize with that "Uncle Zeng", but also feel resentful. "I have tried various methods to make soup for Uncle Zeng, but he always said that the taste is not right and he is not satisfied... Forget it, Sister Mo, I can't do it anymore. I want to resign."

"Hmph! This kid Zeng Chao, if it wasn't for Uncle Zeng's pleading, I would have arrested him a long time ago!" Mo Qing's eyes were full of anger. "This time, I want him to be optimistic!"

"Ye Chen, let's go to see Uncle Zeng's house. Uncle Zeng has been a bit cranky in recent years, but he has always been nice to me. He is also my father's best buddy—" Mo Qing said. "Why don't you just invite him to my house for a light meal tonight, and let my dad enlighten him. Anyway, it's not a big deal to have an extra pair of chopsticks and a bowl. Ye Chen, don't you mind?"

"I don't care. There are so many people." Ye Chen smiled.

"Also, this little girl just came out of the countryside, she's quite simple, I'll go and persuade Uncle Zeng not to embarrass the little girl." Mo Qing took the nanny Xiao Cai by the shoulders, and led Ye Chen into the hall .

This multi-storey small bungalow has a total of six floors. Mo Qing's family lives on the top floor, which is a split-floor apartment.

That Uncle Zeng lived on the fifth floor.

The three entered the elevator and reached the fifth floor.

The door of Uncle Zeng's house is still open.

The three entered the house.

Ye Chen saw an old man in his 60s, sitting on the sofa, with gauze wrapped around his head, and there was blood oozing from his right ear, which seemed to be a serious beating.

This is the great uncle.

Unintentionally, Ye Chen opened his yin and yang eyes, looked at this Uncle Zeng's face, and was slightly taken aback, thoughtful.

At this time, Uncle Zeng's face was full of anger, and when he saw the nanny Xiao Cai came back, he cursed. "Get out! Get out, get out! I'm going to fire you!"

"Uncle Zeng, don't get angry." Mo Qing urged quickly. "Xiao Cai is young and ignorant. If you make you angry, you should take care of it."

"Xiao Qing, hey..." Seeing Mo Qing, Uncle Zeng's face softened a lot. "My life is really miserable."

"That kid Zeng Chao hit you again?" Mo Qing's eyes flashed coldly.

"This unfilial son, the family is unlucky!" Uncle Zeng covered his right ear, "Hey... my ear is bleeding..."

"That's unreasonable! Uncle Zeng, I'll arrest him right away!" Mo Qing yelled at the case.

"Forget it, forget it." Uncle Zeng shook his head repeatedly. "I'm just this one son, for your Aunt Luo's sake, forget it, I will bear it if I can. Besides, as a father, I have done something wrong..."

At this moment, there was a popping sound from the kitchen.

"Ah! I was making soup, and I forgot to turn off the fire!" Xiao Cai said hastily.

Mo Qing didn't care about introducing Ye Chen to Uncle Zeng, so she ran into the kitchen with Xiao Cai.

Ye Chen thought for a while, then followed in.

I only heard Uncle Zeng's voice calling. "Don't boil it! Don't boil this soup! You will never get that taste!"

in the kitchen.

Xiao Cai turned off the fire.

The soup is Uncle Zeng's favorite lotus root pork ribs soup. It is also the kind of soup that Aunt Luo cooked most often during her lifetime.

"I really don't understand it. This lotus root pork ribs soup is very ordinary. I have tried many ingredients, but I still can't get the taste that Uncle Zeng wants." Xiao Cai looked very distressed. "Also, Uncle Zeng told me that the lotus root pork ribs soup made by Aunt Luo was nothing more than pork ribs, lotus root, shallots, ginger, cooking wine, pepper, refined salt, monosodium glutamate... no other special ingredients were used. ! Why can't I get her smell?"

At this time, Ye Chen observed in the kitchen.

Suddenly, he found that there was a pack of "Tetramine" in the corner.

Ye Chen's eyes lit up.

After contemplating for a few seconds, he bent down and picked up the pack of poison rat. "I thought, I might be able to make the taste he wanted, that is, the lotus root pork ribs soup that Auntie Na Luo cooked when she was alive."

After finishing speaking, Ye Chen walked over and put some tetramine into the soup.

"Ye Chen, what are you doing?" Mo Qing shouted in horror when she saw clearly that what Ye Chen put into the soup was tetramine. "What are you doing! That's rattan!"

"I know. I just want Uncle Zeng to smell his familiar soup." Ye Chen smiled. "Oh, there are some things that are really scary to think about. Hey——"

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