Feng Yang was born noble, but it's not like he didn't suffer. His mother is a very strict person. When he was very young, she taught him to learn spells, and she would smoke if he made a mistake. In addition, in order to hone his character, there were times when she deliberately made things difficult. In addition, he spent more than 180 days in the Xuanbing Prison before coming to the mortal world, and he didn't feel too uncomfortable sleeping on the cold bed at night. Although it always feels very cold and humid at night, but I can bear it if I can bear it.
Of course, this does not mean that he will live like this in the future.
Grandma Feng also knew that the house might be demolished at any time, so the rent was also paid quarterly, and it was negotiated with the landlord at the beginning. The rent money will be refunded to her.
The landlord is pretty nice, and he agreed, but it's a pity that Grandma Feng left before the last rent payment was due.
Feng Yang did the math, he could live in this small courtyard for another seven days at most. Normally, the landlord will come to collect the next quarter's rent in about three days. The rent here is 800 yuan a month, and 2,400 yuan in that quarter.
Two thousand four hundred yuan is a large sum for Xiao Fengyang, and it is not a small sum for Feng Yang now.
Grandma Feng knew her physical condition very early, so she told Xiao Fengyang where she put all the money. She also told Xiao Fengyang not to let Xiao Fengyang take care of her affairs, if one day she really left, let him take the money, live in school, and study well. But after she passed away, Xiao Fengyang didn't listen to her, and still found a car to take her to the funeral home, cremated her like other people's homes, and bought an urn to store grandma's ashes. After finishing all the work, basically the money grandma saved was spent, and there was nothing left.
Now the ten yuan in Fengyang's wechat, plus the two yuan and a half in his pocket, the total is twelve and fifty cents. Then there is the remaining 600 yuan in the passbook. But Qian Fengyang didn't intend to move easily.
If he hadn't done bad things to damage his morality, he could have made millions in minutes, but this is not enough.
So the next day, with twelve yuan and fifty cents, Feng Yang bought two meat buns for four yuan in the morning, and spent two yuan to take the bus. With the remaining 6.5 yuan, he ate lunch in the school cafeteria, emptied his pockets, and after the two afternoon classes were over, he took Hua Cheng to the street to practice medicine.
When it comes to practicing medicine, there are no medical supplies, and when it comes to fortune-telling, there are no props for divination. He and Hua Cheng found a commercial street with a lot of traffic, and sat down on the side of the street.
"Prince, do you think you can do it here? Didn't you say you went to a place where there are many cicada eggs in the ground?" Hua Cheng flew onto Feng Yang's shoulder and whispered while no one was paying attention to their side.
As a parrot, he has to learn how to whisper, which is not easy for him. Don't dare to make a loud noise, all that comes out are breath sounds, like someone who is about to die. Maybe their prince can hear it, even if it's someone else.
"Didn't you notice it when you came here? There are cicada eggs all over the ground in this city, and they can't escape in the soil this season. So it's important to make money first." Feng Yang said, "Go, shout a few times, just Speaking of reading, measuring characters, and fortune-telling, no money is allowed.”
"I called?!" Hua Cheng was confused.
"Could it be that I yelled?"
"Oh!" Hua Cheng moved two steps to the side, raised his neck and roared, "Look at the picture! Check the characters! Tell the fortune! No money! Look at the picture! Check the word! Tell the fortune! Don't ask for money! Look at the picture! Check the word... "
Hua Cheng kept shouting like a repeater. Because his voice was so special, it was unreal when he heard it, so many people came to see him soon.
The master and the servant saw that there was something going on! So Hua Cheng yelled even louder: "Look at the face! Check the characters! Tell the fortune! Don't want money! Don't want money! Come and see!"
A bald-headed brother with big arms and round waist came over and looked at Feng Yang and Hua Cheng up and down: "Little brother, is your bird calling?"
Feng Yang thought that there was nothing wrong with what he said, but why did it sound so awkward to his ears? He smiled: "That's right, big brother, it's fine to look at the fortune-telling and Fengshui. You don't need money. Do you want to see it?"
Brother: "I don't look at physiognomy, can you sell this bird?"
Hua Cheng was so frightened that his face paled, and he got into Feng Yang's coat: "I won't sell it! I won't sell it for any money!"
Feng Yang: "He said it, but he won't sell it."
The eldest brother saw that the parrot reacted so quickly and spoke so slickly. Instead of being unhappy when he was rejected, he became even more interested. He was worrying about what to give his old man for his 60th birthday. Well, the shopping mall hasn't entered yet, so what is God's will for him to see such a precious bird
The old man of his family likes to raise birds the most. If he can't buy this thing well, he will go to the flower, bird and fish market as soon as he is sure, and he will not come to the mall to buy tea sets. Just talking about this little tiger skin, you don’t need to think about it, the old man will definitely like it!
With a bald head, he saw that Feng Yang was dressed very plainly - to say plain was an understatement, but to put it bluntly, it was shabby and rustic. A blue coat has insufficient sleeves and length, and the color has obviously been washed out. It is garish. The trousers were even less eye-catching. It was obvious that the style of the trousers had been worn like cropped trousers, and the trousers had been patched.
The bald head suddenly admired the young man in front of him. At this age who knows how to be smug and handsome, it is not easy to dare to go out on the street dressed like this, but what is even more rare is the temperament of this young man, without the slightest timidity or timidity, and he is generous. This makes people not sure whether the bird can be bought at all.
So the bald head pondered: "How about this, little brother, let me hear your price. I really like you little bird. If you want to sell it, we can talk about the price."
Feng Yang said: "I definitely can't sell birds. But since you have the heart to respect your elders, brother, I can give you some advice. Of course, it's up to you whether you want to listen or not."
The bald head was really taken aback when he heard this. When did he tell this kid that he wanted to honor his elders? !
"Little brother, when did I say that I want to honor my elders?" The bald head suppressed his surprise and said, "I fell in love with this bird and wanted to keep it. If you are willing to part with it, that's the best. If you don't, then you Don't just guess."
"Heh, big brother, you are quite funny. Since you were young, you have been beaten so many times for telling lies, and your ears were almost deaf. Don't you have a long memory?"
"You!" The bald head couldn't calm down at all. When he was a child, didn't he almost get deaf because his second uncle slapped him because he secretly traded the rice at home for ice cream? !
He said at the time that the rice was eaten by a mouse, and he didn't take it, but his cousin had already seen it from behind the door! And secretly complained!
Is it possible that this kid can really tell fortunes
Since Feng Yang came out for fortune-telling and medical treatment, he never thought about going back empty-handed. He thought that if he came out today, he would at least earn money for new clothes and buy some food to go back.
To be honest, he doesn't particularly care about other people's opinions, as long as he lives comfortably. The problem is he's not comfortable at all right now. Originally in the God Realm, I always wore wide-sleeved robes, and my body was extremely loose. Now I wear clothes that don’t fit well, and I feel like I’ve stuffed three sausages into a casing. I feel aggrieved and squeezed!
The bald head hesitated a little, but after thinking that it would not cost a lot of money, he asked, "All right, little brother, then let me ask you, what is your suggestion?"
Feng Yang said: "If I'm not mistaken, your family has six brothers and sisters, and you are the eldest. You do business locally and take care of your elders at the same time. The rest of you are busy outside and rarely come back. In fact, people are nothing more than two One wish, good health, and a full house of children and grandchildren. So my suggestion is, if it is convenient, let the elderly have a reunion with the children. It is better than a pile of money and gifts. No matter how beautiful the tea set is, there is no one to drink tea with What do people mean? Do you think so?"
The bald head frowned: "You are mostly right. But there are only five brothers and sisters in my family."
Feng Yang patted his sleeves, and said indifferently: "If you think that being separated for many years doesn't count, then five."
The bald head suddenly opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to say anymore! Didn't his youngest sister get lost when she was three years old! I haven't been able to get it back for so many years, and that has always been a heart disease for the whole family! Over the years, the brothers and sisters in the family have developed very well in various places, and the family is considered safe. The only thing is that the brothers and sisters have tried their best everywhere, but they can't find anyone.
His mother cried so much that her eyes became sick, and she couldn't see clearly for so many years.
This…
The bald head was so excited that his hands were shaking a little. He hurriedly took out his pocket and took out his wallet. He didn't count them all, and took out all the hundred-yuan bills inside and stuffed them into Feng Yang's hands: "Little brother, do you think this will work? Can you help big brother find my one, which has been lost for many years sister? If you can, big brother will definitely thank you!"
Feng Yang twisted his hands and found that there were twelve cards in total. He hesitated for a while, and only kept five hundred and seven hundred yuan and returned it back: "You can find someone, but I won't charge extra for this, because it's too old, and I'm not very sure."
The bald head took the seven hundred yuan: "Okay, if people can find us, we can talk. Can you add a WeChat?"
Feng Yang nodded: "Yes. I need some things that your sister used when she was a child."
The two added WeChat. At this time, there was a little girl who looked like thirteen or fourteen years old, and pulled his mother: "Mom, why don't we do the math? It looks really accurate!"
The woman grabbed her daughter and said in a low voice, "Silly girl, it looks like you are entrusting a liar to you. It costs five hundred yuan to say a few words? You see, he is wearing clothes that don't fit at a young age. He has Is that the thing?"
The little girl just thinks that the little brother in front of her is so handsome and beautiful! Especially those eyes, ouch, they are big and bright, and the eyelashes are so long, it's just terrible! It looks better than the school grass in her school! Oh yes, provided you can't pay attention to his clothes!
Feng Yang was not annoyed when someone said he was a liar, but said in a voice that the woman could definitely hear: "This auntie, her right shoulder hurts sometimes, especially when the sky is overcast , medicine is not good, and acupuncture is useless.”
When the woman heard this, she covered her right shoulder defensively: "How do you know?"
Feng Yang said: "You haven't swept the graves of the elders in your family for at least three years. It will be clear soon, go fill them with earth this year and give them some food."
The woman thought about it, didn't it happen that she hadn't swept the family's tomb for three years? Her man wanted to go, but she thought it was troublesome, she felt that everyone died, and it was enough to be filial in life, and pay attention to what to do after death, so she didn't go again.
But who knows if it happened to be right. So the woman didn't answer, thought for a while, took her daughter and left. The main reason was that she felt that Feng Yang really didn't look like a fortune teller at all. Since you can earn so much money by counting your life, why are you dressed so poorly? Everything will be discussed after she sweeps the tomb this year!
Feng Yang smiled, and at this moment the bald man who had been waiting by the side asked, "Little brother, you said just now that you need some things that my sister used when she was a child, are toys and clothes all right?"
They are all called little brothers, but the attitude of speaking is different from before, with a hint of respect unexpectedly.
Feng Yang said, "Yes."
The bald head asked again: "Then how can I give it to you? Is it hard work and you run with me, or where can I send it after I get it?"
Feng Yang: "I'll be here today and tomorrow, brother, you can contact me anytime you have something good."
The bald head nodded: "Alright then, I'll go back and look for it."
Feng Yang watched the bald head rush to the parking lot, poked Hua Cheng who was still hiding in his arms: "Come out, continue."
Hua Cheng sticks out his small head, sees that the bald head is gone, then jumps on Feng Yang's shoulder and shouts: "Look at the face! Test the characters! Fortune-telling! No money! Look at the face! Measure the characters! Count..."
Hua's repeater kept shouting there, and those curious people around watched it for a while, and felt that this little parrot was more fun than fortune-telling, so they made videos and posted them on Moments of Moments.
Feng Yang saw it, but didn't pay attention, anyway, free advertisements should not be in vain. He went to the fat aunt who sold water nearby to buy a bottle of water—it was not easy for Hua Cheng to shout, and he probably should be thirsty by now.
The fat aunt had no business just now, she had been watching Feng Yang's fortune telling. At this time, she took out the water and asked with a smile, "Young man, are you really good at fortune-telling?"
Feng Yang said with a smile: "Auntie, you are in good health, you have a car and a house, even if you have two daughters, you are not interested."
Aunt Fat: "!!!"
Feng Yang shook the water bottle: "How much?"
The fat aunt waved her hands again and again: "No money, no money, can you tell me when will they have a date?"
Feng Yang said: "I really can't say that. But if you trust me, you can persuade the two of them later, don't worry about work all the time, go out more often, climb mountains, play ball and so on. "
The fat aunt put on the freezer: "It's true what you said. They are both filial. It's not easy for me to make money. I study hard and I'm doing well now. It's just about finding a partner. Oh, it makes me worry." died."
Feng Yang said with a smile: "Let's go with the flow. By the way, can I trouble you to do me a favor?"
The fat aunt asked: "What's busy? Tell me."
Feng Yang said, "Can I trouble you to transfer this cash into the money in WeChat?"
The fat aunt said: "Okay, what's wrong with this?"
Feng Yang took out four hundred yuan notes and handed them to the fat aunt. The fat aunt looked at it with a smile and was sure it was real money, so she added Feng Yang's WeChat and transferred four hundred yuan to Feng Yang.
Feng Yang took the money, looked at the sky, and decided to do this for today. It was past two o'clock when school was over, and when I came here to help people with fortune-telling, it was almost five o'clock now. If it is winter, it will be dark by this time. Besides, it's not always someone who wants a fortune-telling. Some people may also be curious about their own fate, and it should even be said that most people are. But it's one thing to believe in fate or not. Some people don't want to know in advance even if they believe in it. Because they are afraid that it is not what they want.
Hua Cheng flinched into Feng Yang's ear: "Prince, shall we go shopping?"
Feng Yang: "Well, what do you want to eat?"
Hua Cheng said: "Caterpillar bread! Do you think it is stuffed with caterpillars? Wow! Just imagine it smells delicious!"
Feng Yang flicked Hua Cheng's little head lightly: "How many people do you think would like to eat bread stuffed with caterpillars?"
Hua Cheng thinks so too, but he still wants to eat it!
So Feng Yang took Hua Cheng to the bakery and bought some bread. There is definitely no bread filled with caterpillars, but there are breads that look like caterpillars. With cream filling, Feng Yang tried one piece and thought it was pretty good, so he took two.
When paying, Feng Yang saw from the cake mounting room behind the transparent glass that two people were sticking things around a big cake. What sticks should be a particularly shiny crystal. The edible paper on the bottom two layers of the five-layer cake has already been glued, and it is too shiny. Two masters are sticking the third layer at the moment.
Feng Yang was a little curious, so he casually asked the salesperson who was making an order for him: "Can you still stick crystals on the cake?"
The salesperson was dumbfounded when he heard this: "Don't mention it, a rich and powerful customer came yesterday, he seems to be a flash control, he likes everything that shines, and he wears six light gemstone rings on his hand! He insists on his The cake is the most shining in the world, no, the chefs in our store have been sticking to it since morning. We can't understand the world of the rich!"
Feng Yang felt that the cliff wasn't a question of whether he was rich or not, but a question of whether he had a bag in his mind. The crystal can't be eaten, should I just throw it away after taking a look at it's freshness
Feng Yang couldn't help but wonder if he was sick after cursing? Little did he know that the sick man did not go back after ordering the cake, but went to the place where the tablet was sold. He bought a tablet with a glossy back, and then took out his custom-made Swarovski crystal paste and stuck it all over the back of the new tablet.
Bulling Bulling's! Glad to see it!
Salesperson: "..."
Her house is such a low-key and grand tablet, it is covered with crystals, just like the toys in Xiaogong's hands, it really beeps the dog ==!