The Local Lazy Man System

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While Ye Rongrong was chatting with Chen Hai, a tall figure caught Chen Hai's attention.

It is a young woman in her early twenties. She is wearing a pink off-the-shoulder chiffon skirt with a cute bow at the waist. Layers of lace are dotted on the beautiful skirt. She wears a pair of long high-heeled leather shoes. Highlight the original slender figure more vividly!

The length of the shawl is slightly curly and slightly yellow! The exquisitely carved nose, small mouth, and fair face belong to the kind of beauties that people are willing to look at more often.

Although she is not very beautiful, she is young and fair, and with her cool clothes, she is very attractive to men.

The young woman looked around casually, obviously not interested, when she passed by Chen Hai's booth, she paused for a moment, squinted at Ye Rongrong, and even smiled, very disdainfully.

It is obvious that Ye Rongrong, who is so young, also believes in this feudal superstition of fortune-telling, which makes people laugh.

Chen Hai naturally also noticed the young woman's disdainful smile, and suddenly felt a little upset. Is it easy for us to come out to make a living?

"Miss, I see that your seal is black and your eyes are dull. There will be a bloody disaster recently!"

Chen Hai said to the young woman.

"Uncle, please, can you put it another way? Why are you charlatans all talking in the same way, and your tricks are too naive!"

The young woman was taken aback for a moment, stopped, looked at Chen Hai with a hint of sarcasm.

I am highly educated, and these charlatans want to lie to me, but they have no way.

"Girl, this is your fault. From the looks of you, you are also highly educated. How can you hurt people like this? I'm just reminding you kindly. Believe it or not!"

Chen Hai looked up at the young woman and said.

"Aren't you trying to cheat me of my money? Don't say it so nicely. You think I'm as stupid as this person, so easy to be fooled by you."

The young woman pointed to Ye Rongrong and said to Chen Hai.

"I am stupid?"

Ye Rongrong was depressed. He didn't provoke this young woman, so he was shot anyway.

"Looking at you, you are also a person who has studied for a few days. You still believe in these feudal superstitions. You are not stupid, what is it?"

The young woman looked at Ye Rongrong with disdain and said.

"Forget it, good men don't fight with women. What I want to tell you is that this master didn't lie to you. You have suffered a bloody disaster recently. Oh, I was wrong. It's not recently, but there will be a bloody disaster soon."

"If you believe me, I will make an exception today to solve this disaster for you. If you don't believe me, then there is nothing you can do!"

Ye Rongrong glanced at the young woman and said.

"Neuropathy!"

The young woman cursed, turned around and left, she was not going to talk to these two liars anymore, what kind of "bloody disaster" is she trying to cheat her money.

The young woman has read a lot of this routine on the Internet, and first uses the "bloody disaster" to frighten passers-by and make passers-by feel scared.

Passers-by will naturally ask the fortune teller to resolve the "bloody disaster", and this solution requires money. The more serious the "bloody disaster" is, the more money they will receive.

These fortune tellers make money by scaring people and fooling people, and young women don't want to hear them fooling them, so as not to be fooled by them.

You must know that these fortune tellers have played with the meaning of Huaxia's language too carefully, and they will easily get involved by them.

"Glory, I didn't expect that your level of fooling people is not bad. If you don't learn this physiognomy from Uncle, even though my booth is small, you can easily spend three to five hundred thousand a year."

After the young woman walked away, Chen Hai said to Ye Rongrong excitedly.

Originally, Chen Hai wanted to pass on this skill to his eldest son, Chen Bing, but that kid was unwilling to do it, and now that his eldest son is so capable,

He is a professional manager with an annual income of 200,000 to 300,000 yuan.

Although he is not as good at writing and fortune-telling as I am, his social status is completely different. My son is now an elite in society. If he does this business with me, he will become a liar who is looked down upon.

So Chen Hai didn't expect his son to inherit his mantle.

"Three to five hundred thousand a year?"

Ye Rongrong was taken aback. He never thought that Uncle Chen could earn 300,000 to 500,000 yuan a year just by setting up such a stall.

This is higher than the salary of many graduate students and doctoral students who come out to work.

It seems that being a magic stick is really making money these days.

"Why don't you believe me, let me tell you, if you meet a rich man to tell your fortune, you can earn a sum of one million and eight hundred thousand without any problem. In our old street, several fortune tellers have met such a rich man. Earn 1.8 million."

Seeing that Ye Rongrong didn't believe it, Chen Hai said immediately.

Regardless of the fact that the noodle stall is not big, the money earned in a year is no worse than those who open the shop, and it doesn't cost much.

"It does make a lot of money."

Ye Rongrong nodded and said.

"How was it; were you moved?"

Chen Hai looked at Ye Rongrong with a smile and said.

Now Chen Hai is in his sixties, and he will retire soon after doing fortune-telling in this old street. Originally, Chen Hai wanted to pass on his money-making craft to his children, but unfortunately they were not interested in it, and they had no interest in it. Chinese characters and fortune-telling are very repulsive, saying that this is something of feudal superstition.

Chen Hai doesn't care if it's a feudal superstition or not. What he cares about is that the craft passed down to him by his ancestor can't just be lost like this.

So when he heard that Ye Rongrong was good at fooling around just now, he came up with the idea of ​​taking Ye Rongrong as his apprentice.

"Uncle Chen, I'll forget it, I can't do this job."

Ye Rongrong shook his head and said.

Now how can Ye Rongrong say, he is also a person with status and status, how can he do such a "magic stick" job.

"If you think about it again, it's really profitable, and it's very easy and free. Like me, it's much better than working on the construction site and white-collar workers in the office. When you want to close the stall, you can close the stall at any time." If you want to rest, you can rest, it's free and easy, and you can get a high-paying job, where can you find it?"

Chen Hai saw that Ye Rongrong was not interested in learning fortune-telling, so he immediately opened his mouth and said foolishly.

"Thank you, Uncle Chen, for your kindness. I'm really not interested."

Ye Rongrong shook his head and said.

If he hadn't got the "lazy system", if Uncle Chen was willing to pass on this skill to Ye Rongrong, Ye Rongrong would definitely worship him as his teacher.

After all, 300,000 to 500,000 yuan this year was a huge income for Ye Glory in the past.

"That's really a pity."

Chen Hai said with some regret.

It's not easy to meet a good seedling, but it's a pity that he, like his own son, is not interested in this business.

...

Xu Qing felt that she was very unlucky today. It was fine if her boyfriend let her go, but she was cursed by two swindlers just now.

Said that he had some bloody disaster.

It is simply nonsense, I am doing well, where did the bloody disaster come from!

Liars are getting worse and worse!

"Be careful!"

Suddenly someone on the side of the road shouted loudly to Xu Qing.

"what?"

Xu Qing looked suspiciously at Lu Lu who shouted at herself, not understanding what he meant.

"Get out of the way, something is falling from above."

Seeing that Xu Qing was still standing there in a daze, passers-by couldn't help reminding him again.

But looking at the rapidly falling objects, the passer-by knew that it was too late.

At this time, Xu Qing might also feel something falling from above her, so she couldn't help but look up.

"It's over!"

Xu Qing clearly saw an unknown object coming towards her. Xu Qing wanted to avoid it, but her body couldn't keep up with the reaction speed of her nerves.

"boom!"

"what……"

With the sound of collisions and screams, Xu Qing fell to the ground with blood on her arms.

"Are you OK?"

Passers-by ran over one after another and asked Xu Qing.

"pain!"

Xu Qing said with a pale face while touching her arm that was continuously bleeding from a hole that was hit by something.

"Fortunately, it was a cloth shoe that fell off. If it was something in the vase, it would be troublesome."

"I don't know who is so devoid of public morality that they threw this shoe down. Fortunately, it didn't hit the head, otherwise it would be dead."

"It may not necessarily be thrown down by someone, or it may not be blown down by the wind."

"It's also possible, but you can't leave the shoes on the balcony like this. It's too dangerous to fall off."

Passers-by started talking.

"Girl, are you okay, do you want to call an ambulance for you?"

A kind aunt asked Xu Qing.

"No, thanks!"

Xu Qing shook her head and said.

What Xu Qing is concerned about now is not her arm injury. After all, the wound is not very big. Apart from bleeding and pain, there is nothing serious about it.

The most important thing is that Xu Qing's mind is now full of the words "bloody disaster".

Could it be that those two god sticks really have the ability to figure out that they have this catastrophe?

But how is this possible?

If that wasn't the case, how could he explain that he would be bleeding from the falling object?

Is it a coincidence?

Now Xu Qing started to contradict herself.

Seeing a private clinic nearby, Xu Qing went in and bandaged it briefly. After coming out, after thinking about it, she walked towards the old street just now.

There are some things that Xu Qing can't figure out, and her heart can't be at ease.

This time she was lucky, she was hit on the arm by a cloth shoe, but Xu Qing didn't know if her "blood disaster" was over.

If she encounters falling objects or other dangers again, Xu Qing is really worried about whether she will have such good luck.

"Uncle Chen, I'm leaving first."

Ye Rongrong said to Chen Hai.

"Well, but what I just said, you go back and think about it."

Chen Hai said to Ye Rongrong.

"OK!"

Ye Rongrong nodded and got up to leave.

"Master, master, wait a minute!"

Just as Ye Rongrong was about to leave, a young woman's voice came.

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