The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

Looking at the note in his hand, Su Hao's heart was ups and downs.

Is there such a god?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

This must be a coincidence, and it must be a coincidence, otherwise it would be unbelievable.

Su Haoran and Song Qiang both had their eyes straight when they saw the black fungus in her hand when Mama Su walked out of the kitchen again.

"Looking at you like this, it seems like you haven't given you food."

Su's mother didn't know what they were doing, but thought they were hungry, and didn't turn her eyes when she saw the food.

"Mom, what's another cold dish?"

"Bai Zhan Ji, what's the matter?"

No way, hit it again?

Su Hao Ran can't calm down the two of them anymore.

The first three dishes written on the note are the cold eggplant, cold black fungus and white chopped chicken, even the order is correct.

"Brother Ran, how do you say this?" Song Qiang swallowed his dry saliva, "This is a coincidence, and it's a bit too coincidental."

"Let’s finish reading," Su Haoran still maintained his composure. "There are eight dishes and two soups behind."

But no surprise at all, the eight main dishes that came out next are exactly the same as those written on the note:

Hairy crab in oil sauce, braised pork, boiled beef, boiled river prawns, squirrel fish, fried chicken, mapo tofu, fried shredded pork in sauce.

Not only the names of the dishes are the same, but even the order of the dishes is the same as on the note, just like my mother is arranging dinner against the note.

This is unscientific!

"Mom," Su Hao asked, "Do you know a twenty-year-old fortune teller?"

"What fortune teller?" Mother Su frowned and asked, "Are you confused, what kind of fortune teller can you be at twenty?"

It seems that it's not that my mother was bought.

That is to say, that young fortune teller can really figure out what he will eat tonight! ?

If it weren't for thinking that the time is late, the fortune-teller might have gone home, Su Hao would have wanted to find it now and ask him what's going on.

No, at the end of the note, Su Hao moved in his heart.

He remembered asking his mother to cook two soups, but only the name of one soup dish was written on the note.

It seems that it is not absolutely accurate.

"Okay, the dishes are all here," my mother walked over with a bowl of soup at this moment, "I ordered so many dishes, you two need to eat more."

"Where's the soup?" Su Hao asked, "Didn't I say two soups?"

"Why do you want so much soup? Can you drink it?"

Su Hao Ran and Song Qiang looked at each other.

I thought there was a loophole in this note, but as a result, people even considered it.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and eat!"

The two of them ate dinner absent-mindedly, but they thought together in their hearts, "Is there such a powerful fortune teller in this world?"

After dinner, the two gathered together.

"I don't think it is possible. We must have overlooked something."

"Then what to do?"

Su Hao then thought for a while: "It's easy to handle. We will try again tomorrow. This time we plan to be stricter."

The two of them worked together until midnight and thought of countless ways, but they all felt unreliable.

Finally Su Hao slapped his head and thought of a wonderful way.

"We also follow him to write notes, you just write something and put it on my body, I don't look at it first, and then let him calculate what is written on this note tomorrow."

Song Qiang immediately gave a thumbs up: "Brother Ran is brilliant! If he can figure it out in this way, I will really convince him."

The more they thought about this method, the better. They got up at dawn the next day and rushed to the foot of Wangzi Mountain to wait.

...

Wu Jun originally planned to take a rest today, but thinking that Su Hao would definitely come to him today, he still came to the stall.

As soon as he arrived, he saw Su Haoran and the two approaching.

"Your dinner last night was very rich."

"Hmph, I don't know what ugly means you used," Su Hao said unconvincedly. "But we are not stingy people. We are willing to bet. This is ten thousand yuan."

Wu Jun collected the money, opened the beach chair and sat down.

"But I'm not convinced," Su Haoran said according to yesterday's plan, "We will do it again today. If you can calculate it, then I will convince you."

"Well, you can do whatever you want."

"So," Su Hao patted his jeans pocket, "I have a note here. If you can know what is written on it, even if you win. The same, how about betting 10,000 yuan?"

"Can."

Speaking, Wu Jun called up Su Haoran's golden card in the sea of ​​consciousness, and found that the data stored in it had changed.

It was supposed to record Su Haoran's data for the next 30 days, but now there is no data, only when he finished eating last night.

"System, what's going on?"

"Attention host, the note you gave Su Hao Ran changed his future, so after he read the note last night, the record in the card was refreshed."

This is similar to what happened to Yang Ping last time. Wu Jun doesn't really understand the concepts of time and future anyway, but it doesn't matter, it just uses the celestial eyes one more time.

So he rolled his eyes at Su Hao.

Buzzing--

The Tianji Eye is activated, and Su Haoran's data is updated.

After seeing the strategy he discussed with Song Qiang last night, Wu Jun had to say, this guy is really smart, and he almost made him out of it.

He did have a note in his pocket, but he himself didn't know what was written on the note, no matter how powerful it was, he couldn't see it.

Fortunately, Song Qiang came with some notes, otherwise he would really be embarrassed by him today.

So he rolled his eyes at Song Qiang again.

Buzzing--

Tianji's eyes were activated, and Song Qiang's golden card was formed.

Wu Jun quickly found him writing a note.

"3.1415926." Wu Jun said with a smile, "These numbers are written on the slip of paper in your pocket."

Before Su Hao reached out to touch the note, Song Qiang's expression changed.

You don't need to look at it, it must be right, otherwise Song Qiang wouldn't look like he was going to stare out his eyes.

But is it really possible?

Su Hao then took out the note without any suspense. The crooked row of numbers on it was 3.1415926.

With the experience of last night, he wasn't too shocked this time, he just kept thinking in his heart whether there are still loopholes in this matter.

But after much deliberation, if there is really a loophole to drill, then only Song Qiang.

The note was written by him. What if he and this fortune teller belonged to the same group?

At least there is a possibility.

Thinking of this, Su Hao didn't change his face, and very calmly took out a bet: "This is ten thousand yuan. Then I will bet with you again."

Again?

Wu Jun frowned slightly. How heavy is this guy's suspicion? Couldn't these two times explain the problem?

"This time we still eat it," Su Hao said, regardless of Wu Jun's answer or not, "If you can figure out what I have for dinner tonight, I will completely convince you."

"Then what?" Wu Jun asked.

"Then? What then?"

"It doesn't do any good for me if you convince me or not," Wu Jun laughed. "And you think that fortune-telling is easy and I'm very tired. How can I keep playing with you?"

"Then what do you want? Do you want to bet bigger?"

"I'm not interested in gambling money," Wu Jun said when the time was right, "I have a peace talisman here. If I do the calculation this time, you can buy two peace charms for 6,000 yuan. Of course, if you want to buy more, you can."

"make a deal."

Su Hao naturally has no problem. He doesn't blink for a 10,000-time bet. What does it matter if he spends 6,000 yuan on shopping?

So Wu Jun wrote another note to him. After he collected it, he left by himself, and even Song Qiang didn't let him follow. This time, he didn't believe anyone, including himself.

He took a taxi to the provincial capital, rushed to the airport, bought the fastest domestic flight, and flew all the way to Shenghai City.

When I arrived in Shenghai city, I took the subway, bus, ferry...Anyway, I was aimless, so my behavior was random.

Until the end, even he himself was dumbfounded and didn't know where he was, so he just found a small restaurant on the roadside without ordering food, and asked the boss to arrange three dishes and one soup for him.

Tired is tired, but he is very excited. At this moment, he is as exciting as being in a disc game, finding the most interesting and fun things.

Fight!

He didn't believe it, if this could be calculated accurately, then he was really convinced.

When the food was served, he opened the note Wu Jun gave him, and the whole person was petrified there.

I saw the note saying: Your dinner today will be at the Heji Restaurant on Huashan Road, Congming Island, Shenghai City, and the boss will arrange three dishes and one soup for you. They are sliced ​​cucumber, fried clams, mushrooms and greens. And tomato egg soup, pay attention, there is sand in the clams, advise you not to eat it.

Su Hao Ran:...

Is it true? ?

This is incredible! ! This master is simply a god-man! !

What the hell! He just felt that the worldview was going to be shattered.

He picked up the chopsticks and put a clam into his mouth.

Pooh--

There is sand!

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