Lin Qingyin felt his trouser pockets finally bulged, his steps were much lighter, and even a pleasant smile appeared on his face.
In the world of cultivating immortals in the previous life, many sects asked their disciples to go to the mortal world to experience and sharpen their minds. However, Lin Qingyin became a core disciple as soon as he entered the sect because of his outstanding talents. Apart from his practice, he only studied mathematics, and was not good at fighting skills and the like. In order not to let the disciples of key training fall, the teacher easily refused to let them go out to practice.
Lin Qingyin was not old when he started, and after entering the sect, he rarely interacted with others. He devoted himself to the study of mathematics in his own school, and stood out among the many core disciples, and was accepted by the head as a succession disciple. Later, Lin Qingyin became the head of the sect, and the mundane affairs in the sect were also handed over to the disciples. In addition to retreating and enlightenment, she practiced in the cave. Only people with a seniority higher than Lin Qingyin came to the door to ask for divination. Forget it, she will come out to see you next time.
Speaking of it, today is the first time in her two lifetimes that she earnestly made money. Although this amount of money is incomparable with the treasures received in the previous life, she actually got a sense of satisfaction from it. Lin Qingyin thinks the dunya is also very interesting, no wonder the disciples like to go out and practice, except for the unpalatable food.
Speaking of eating, Lin Qingyin touched his stomach, feeling a little unlovable. He had stuffed a bowl of noodles in the morning. Why was he hungry now? Looking up at the sun, Lin Qingyin realized that it was time to eat again.
Eating three meals a day is really troublesome. Lin Qingyin sighed and was about to take the bus home when he heard a panting shout from behind: "Master, master, wait for me."
Lin Qingyin looked back and saw that it was the liar Master Wang who was chasing him. She stood in the shade of the tree behind her, raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "What's wrong with you?"
Wiping the sweat from his head, Master Wang’s face was filled with an attentive smile: "I regretted it as soon as you left. You see, we are destined today. How can we not leave a phone call! Then Aunt Chen left? At the time, I said that when her girl is over for her birthday, she will still come to thank you with a gift. You see, I don’t have your contact information. How can I notify you when that happens?"
Lin Qingyin raised her eyebrows with some doubts: "What is the contact method?"
Master Wang didn't know the meaning of her words. He scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Just leave each other's phone numbers, or add a WeChat or something?"
It's a cell phone again!
Lin Qingyin gave Master Wang a blank expression, then turned his head and left: "I don't have a mobile phone!"
Master Wang was stunned for a moment, and followed step by step: "Why don't you have a mobile phone in what age? Now the primary school students are wearing phones and watches to school!"
Seeing that Lin Qingyin hadn't responded at all, Master Wang could only retreat, licking his face and asked: "Master, can I have a meal together? We can also be regarded as colleagues, exchange experiences."
Lin Qingyin walked faster as soon as he heard the two words for eating. The meal was such a terrible thing to go home and eat. There was no way to ask her to eat with the money she had just earned!
Master Wang was originally a little fat, but now it’s the hottest time at noon. He sweated a lot when he ran this way. Now he chased Lin Qingyin all the way. The sweat ran into his eyes. Tears burst into his eyes.
"I said, Master, can you walk slowly?" Master Wang wiped his eyes desperately: "It's noon, don't you have to eat when you go home! I know there is a restaurant nearby that is delicious. Yes, I invite you to try it."
Lin Qingyin stopped and looked back at him: "Are you a treat?"
"I invite me to please!" Master Wang nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice: "Order whatever you like, I'll treat you."
Lin Qingyin thought for a while, and nodded reluctantly. Although this surnamed Wang is not very fortune-telling, he looks pretty good at attracting customers. Lin Qingyin thought that after sitting in the park for two hours in the morning, the police had been attracted by the unsuccessful business, so he decided to discuss with him the tricks of setting up a stall.
There are many restaurants near the Book Building. Master Wang looked around and chose a Hong Kong-style restaurant that young girls liked. He also asked for a small private room with a service charge.
"Master, please here." Master Wang made a gesture of please, leading Lin Qingyin to the door of the private room, and opened the door diligently. The guests passing by saw a middle-aged man nodding and bowing to a little girl. They all showed a surprised look. However, both of them looked very natural, as if they should be so.
The waiter brought the menu, and Master Wang immediately handed it to Lin Qingyin: "What do you like to eat?"
"Whatever." Lin Qingyin waved his hand uninterestedly: "I don't like eating!"
Master Wang took out a small towel to wipe the sweat off his face, opened the menu and chose a few signature dishes, and ordered some desserts that girls like.
When the waiter left the private room with the menu, Master Wang immediately poured a cup of tea for Lin Qingyin: "First introduce myself, my name is Wang Hu, nicknamed Fatty Wang, you can call me whatever you want."
Lin Qingyin picked up the teacup and glanced at the tea inside, frowned slightly, put the teacup aside, and didn't even want to touch it: "My name is Lin Qingyin."
"This tea doesn't suit your taste?" Fatty Wang just finished asking and patted his head: "I see, little girls your age don't like this! I'll give you a drink!"
Seeing Fatty Wang called the waiter, Lin Qingyin sighed hopelessly. Although she didn't have to eat in her previous life, she liked tea very much. The tea she drank was taken from the tea tree in Yunding, and every bite was full of aura, and the tea on this table, let alone aura, didn't even taste good.
Soon the waiter brought a cup of Yangzhi nectar. Lin Qingyin looked at the air-conditioning floating on the beautiful cup, took a sip carefully, and opened his eyes somewhat in surprise: Although this thing has no spirit, it tastes quite good.
Fatty Wang watched Lin Qingyin happily drinking one sip, and then he was quietly relieved: The master is too difficult to please. He doesn't like eating or drinking tea. Fortunately, cold drinks are quite good for her, otherwise she Don't know how to speak.
"Master Lin, how did you see what happened to Aunt Chen's house just now?" Fatty Wang became more and more bizarre as he thought about it: "Can these things really be calculated?"
Lin Qingyin raised his head and glanced at him, and said in a light tone: "Since you don't believe it, why go out to set up a fortune-telling stall."
Fatty Wang chuckled twice: "I'm telling you that my grandfather used to know a little about fortune-telling. Later, during the campaign, it was not broken. These were all criticized as feudal superstitions. Only then did he wash his hands and quit. Wait later. The movement is over. After the baptism of those ten years, people don’t believe in those things anymore. It wasn’t until these years that they slowly started to rise again, but to be honest, there are not many of them. It’s best to have business, but don’t worry if you don’t have business."
Fatty Wang took out his tattered book from his bag and pushed it to Lin Qingyin: "This is the book left by my grandfather. I turned it over when I was fine, but it seemed that I couldn't understand it."
Lin Qingyin flipped through a few pages and nodded: "This book still has some real things. It's better than the ones you read in the bookstore. But..."
Lin Qingyin glanced at the face of Fatty Wang and shook his head: "You are not suitable for eating this bowl of rice, it is in conflict with you."
"Hey, I really made you say it!" Fatty Wang slapped his thigh and said depressedly: "This movie is actually a lot of fortune tellers. Say, and then let the customers spend money to crack. I am not the kind of person who is conscientious, I just say good things and make those customers happy, but even so, I get beaten more often than they do. Too much, you have to break a hole in two days, what do you think is my fate!"
Lin Qingyin drank a cold drink: "You have some small fortunes in your life, and you have no worries about food and clothing. You don't need to do this."
Fatty Wang let out a "hey", admiringly gave a thumbs up: "Let you see it again! My house was demolished a few years ago, and I distributed a sum of money to six houses. I live in one of my own. All other simple decorations are rented out, and I have 20,000 yuan in monthly rent plus interest. It is purely my personal hobby to come out for fortune-telling, and it is better than going out to work."
Lin Qingyin reached out and touched the thousand yuan he had just earned in his pocket, and suddenly he didn't want to take care of Fat Wang!
During the conversation, the door of the private room knocked twice, and the waiter pushed the dining car over, honey barbecued pork, three cups of chicken, roast goose, crispy chicken wings, sour pork, spicy golden sand fried crab meat...
Lin Qingyin was stunned when he looked at the brightly colored and scented dishes on the table. It looked so different from the boiled vegetables at home. Can rice be cooked so good
Fatty Wang put the soup in front of Lin Qingyin: "People are iron rice but steel. Even if you don't like it, you can eat some, otherwise it's bad for your health."
Lin Qingyin stretched out her chopsticks and put a piece of chicken into her mouth, and then her eyes lit up.
After half an hour, Fatty Wang looked at the empty plate on the table and rang the calling bell silently.
An hour later, the demolition household Wang Fatty looked at the amount on the bill and was crying. Master, don't you like to eat? ! ! !
Lin Qingyin held a drink in one hand and touched his round belly, and sighed contentedly: "Don't tell me, the food here is still delicious."
After eating, Fatty Wang felt that the two of them had some friendship. He took out the phone again and wanted to add a WeChat account with Lin Qingyin. Lin Qingyin thought for a while and said, "How much does it cost to buy a mobile phone?" She took herself out of her pocket. Just made a thousand dollars: "Is this money enough?"
Fatty Wang looked at Lin Qingyin in astonishment. He found that this young master seemed a bit poor.
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Fatty Wang led Lin Qingyin to a nearby mobile phone store and bought a mobile phone of more than 800, the most basic type, and he chose a slightly larger memory. Lin Qingyin did not have an ID card. Fatty Wang used his ID card to apply for a mobile phone card, and then helped her apply for a WeChat account.
After saving Lin Qingyin's phone number and adding WeChat, Fatty Wang breathed a sigh of relief.
Lin Qingyin looked at the stuff in his hand with some novelty, and nodded to Fatty Wang: "Thank you."
"Thanks no more." Fatty Wang smiled and rubbed his hands: "Well, can you point me to it! The big deal is that I can't learn fortune-telling, so I can just figure it out for myself."
Lin Qingyin groaned for a moment: "You brought your book to the Civic Park to find me at 5:30 on Thursday morning, and I will tell you about it."
Fatty Wang nodded, and asked in a puzzled way: "Why is Thursday?"
Lin Qingyin gave him a white look: "Because there will be no business until that day."
Fatty Wang was stunned: "This can be calculated, you are really amazing!"
Lin Qingyin put the mobile phone in his pocket and wondered calmly. By then, the little policeman's inspection results should come out, right