Chapter 3: Poor fortune teller (1)

After knowing the price of Lin Qingyin's divination, the Aunt agreed without hesitation: "Okay, 1,000 yuan, 1,000 yuan, the price you are asking is not high!" After giving a thumbs up, she said: "Young people are honest!"

Master Wang's eyes widened while covering his forehead. He was heartbroken. Who just beat him when he asked for another 200 yuan? How come people who asked for 1,000 yuan are honest? Does she need to be so biased?

In fact, Master Wang didn't take Lin Qingyin's fortune-telling seriously. In his point of view, fortune-telling was to figure out the psychology of a person based on the client's attitude, expression, dress, and tone. And then, cheat the client appropriately according to the situation. There was no real fortune-telling at all. Therefore, when he was fortune-telling, it's a big surprise if he could guess around 300 points. The price can be negotiated depends on the result. After all, it was nothing, he only opened his mouth.

But he never imagined that this teenage girl would dare to ask for a thousand yuan. What's more, this old lady, who looked like, usually bargain for a dime for vegetables, was willing to give it. It's very surprising!

Master Wang's view of Lin Qingyin changed. This is a talent!

When the hawker saw Master Wang's face with tears and excitement, he couldn't help but hit him with his arm: "Do you think this little girl's divination is accurate?"

After Master Wang said ‘Hey', he whispered in the ear of the hawker: "It is estimated that the little girl saw the excitement in the old lady, so she said those words. But according to my years of experience in the fortune-telling world, this little girl must have heard things about this old lady. I just met her today, but took the opportunity to pick up a leak."

The hawker nodded in agreement. He never sees Master Wang fool around, and he doesn't believe in fortune-telling at all.

Master Wang looked at the Aunt crying in tears and said to the hawker while covering his mouth: "When I went to the bookstore to buy a book, I happened to meet this little girl who talks flowery words. She talked to me poorly, saying that I'll have a bloody catastrophe, let me be careful to hurt my forehead…"

After he said the last sentence, the smile on Master Wang's face stiffed. He took off the paper towel covering his forehead, and the blood on it was dazzling.

The hawker looked up at the place where he broke a small hole, and then looked at the blood-stained paper towel, and hesitantly asked: "Is this also a coincidence?"

Master Wang put the paper towel in his pocket, took out a large band-aid and stuck it to his forehead, then looked at Lin Qingyin's indifferent face. He couldn't help but whisper: Did she really figure it out? Is there such a mysterious thing?

He flipped through the tattered ancestral book full of doubts: How the hell did she figure out this thing?

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The Aunt didn't doubt Lin Qingyin even after she saw her appearance. She could tell the thoughts she buried for 30 years just by looking at her face. She was both excited and shock. Although this master looked young, she was really capable. Unlike that scammer, he can't figure out anything, but dare to ask for 300 yuan. He deserved to be beaten.

With this thought in mind, the aunt turned around and glared at Master Wang again. Master Wang was scared and immediately took a step back after covering his forehead. He was really afraid that this old lady, who had a super-combat skill, beat him again.

After experiencing the fortune-telling process introduced by Master Wang, the Aunt learned that she has to pay the fortune teller first, so she took out her mobile phone and opened Alipay while saying: "I will now transfer the money to you!"

Lin Qingyin looked at the thing in the Aunt’s hand. Because of the owner's memory, she knew that this gadget was called a mobile phone. It was a communication tool in society nowadays. People can talk and see each other’s faces. What’s more amazing was that people only type numbers, instead of paying in cash.

Lin Qingyin touched her empty pockets. She really wanted to give herself divination. She wanted to know if she was born with a poor life. Otherwise, how could she was born in a poor family for two lifetimes!

"I don't have a mobile phone." Lin Qingyin took out the pen from her bag, quickly added a line to the cardboard, and then handed it to the aunt: Only cash.

The Aunt squinted her eyes and looked at it for a long time before she could read the lines of small characters on it. She stretched her back and said with a bit depression: "I only have 300 yuan with me, should I look for you again?"

Master Wang was full of curiosity about Lin Qingyin at this time. He wanted to know whether she just got lucky or she really has the skill. Looking at the embarrassment of the two, Master Wang took the risk of being beaten up and walked closer: "Aunt, if you transfer the money to me, I will give you cash."

The Aunt looked at Master Wang, with a face saying ‘I don't believe you': "You can't do divination accurately, so now you just ask for money directly? You're quite direct!"

"Aunt, what are you saying? I am hurt!" Master Wang wailed, took out his wallet and count a thousand yuan, and then handed it directly to the Aunt: "I'll give you the money first, okay? You can transfer the money to me if you see no problem."

The Aunt took the money suspiciously, checked it one by one, and handed it to Lin Qingyin: "Master, you look at it whether it is real or not."

Although Lin Qingyin doesn't know how to tell the authenticity of money, she could tell the psychology of a person just by looking at their face. And with just one glance, she can see the real thoughts of this person. Lin Qingyin raised her eyes and looked at Master Wang for a second, then she reached out to take the money: "This money is real."

The Aunt transferred the money to Master Wang and immediately dragged Lin Qingyin to a large area of ​​shade that Master Wang occupied. She even snatched his two stools.

After running outside the air-conditioned bookstore, Lin Qingyin stood under the sun for a long time, and now she, who hasn't done anything had red cheeks. She sat on the stool and didn't worry about the divination first. Instead, she took out a handful of stones from her bag and randomly throw them beside her and the Aunt.

The Aunt hid a secret for more than 30 years, but suddenly it was found out, so she didn't even notice Lin Qingyin’s movements at all. Instead, she asked again: "Master, please give me some advice."