Chapter 97

Yantao narrowed his eyes and didn't speak. Master song smiled, "why don't you take off your mask and I'll help you face each other?"

Master Song said, and the crowd exclaimed.

"Face to face, master song hasn't seen anyone for many years!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Blessed are you, child!"

A group of people talked and persuaded Yan Tao to let master song have a look. This is a rare good luck in ten years!

Master song continued to stroke his beard and watched Yan Tao show his face under his mask. At this look, he was surprised to pull off a beard.

Under the yellow fluorescent lamp, the youth's face is like jade and temperament is like frost.

The light of his eyes covered with thin ice fell on master song's thin black face, "look."

Master song's stunned appearance was too conspicuous. The people looking at the excitement behind couldn't help looking at it, "my God, this child is too good-looking."

"Yes."

Master song didn't speak for a long time. Yan Tao took his lips and looked at master song with light eyes. Master song swallowed his mouth.

With so many people here, he has to protect his sign!

Master song survived by coaxing, frightening and cheating for so many years. He was frightened by a hairy boy. He will stop doing this business in the future.

Master song's fortune telling relies on strong observation, which is also a means that ordinary charlatans can use.

As soon as the diviner came in, he quietly observed his clothes, words and deeds. Based on this, he speculated what was man-made.

Because fortune tellers must ask for something when they enter the door!

Once you have recognized the intention of the fortune teller, open your mouth immediately. Three words must have an earth shattering effect and surprise the other party.

But now, facing Yan Tao, master song is in trouble.

The young man has an extraordinary face and style. He is extraordinary at first sight!

His eyes were smiling and his bearing was full of ancient spirit. When he looked at himself, he looked like a simple teenager!

Master song secretly complained and pretended to be forced to hit a hard stone. What did you do when you ran to the fortune teller's stall.

After taking the job, master song had to go on, slapping the table and staring at Yantao, "your home is in the north and your parents are in the hall. Even so, you haven't grown up with your parents since childhood."

"My family is noble and rich, but it's a pity that I'm brothers and sisters. I'm not friendly to you. Am I right?!"

Home in the north, parents in the church, brothers and sisters.

Master song doesn't have any real skills. He guessed quite right.

Yan Tao nodded slightly, "80% correct."

Master song was relieved. At that time, he felt that the boy was very tricky. He was still rich. He couldn't say that he could make seven or eight hundred thousand!

"Eighty percent? What's wrong?" master song smiled. "You're young, son. Some things you won't know until you grow up..."

Master song thought Yan Tao meant brotherhood.

This is just a common problem of the children of the big family. If you don't say it, it's a small case.

Master song meant that his calculation was 100% correct, but Yantao was young and his family didn't tell him something.

While accepting the admiration of the people, he leisurely drank a cup of tea, worked hard to get the money in Yan Tao's pocket, and then continued to say, "son, your sky is full and purple. You should have been eating official food and walking the official road. It's a pity. It's a pity..."