After Huo Junlin finished speaking, he took a step forward, lightly lifted the hem of his clothes, and slowly and gracefully squatted on one knee opposite Yun Qiao.
For some reason, it was as if a light flashed before Yun Qiao's eyes, and she was shocked by this man's demeanor.
After so many days in the empire, I am used to the fast-paced and straight-forward greetings of modern people. It is really rare to see a man like Huo Junlin who is as slow as Huo Junlin with a sense of antiquity!
Moreover, his tucked-up clothes and half-squatting posture are very similar to the etiquette of the nobles of Yunguo.
If he hadn't been wearing sunglasses and a modern top hat, Yunqiao would really have thought that he also traveled from ancient times.
So much so that she almost blurted out "My lord, you are polite, Ben Gong..."
Fortunately, she reacted in time, and quickly stretched out her hand generously: "Then let's start. Come on, give me your hand, I'll look at your palm print first."
"Don't you want Bazi?" The man's elegant voice carried a slight smile, which made Yun Qiao feel a little embarrassed suddenly.
"Ahem, ahem, that... if it's convenient for you, you can tell me!" Yun Qiao replied stammeringly.
The reason why she did not take the initiative to ask for the horoscope is because in Yunguo, the horoscope is only mentioned when married. After all, she is a girl, not a real fortune-teller. , I haven't cared about other men asking for a horoscope.
Huo Junlin hooked his lips, picked up a pen and wrote down his character on Yunqiao's little notebook.
The man's notes are powerful and flying freely, exactly the same as his thin and elegant appearance.
Yun Qiao looked at the horoscope and did some calculations in her heart.
"Not bad, a rich and powerful man, congratulations!" She smiled all over her face, "You are the God of Wealth, you have never been short of money since you were a child, and you have taken power at a young age..."
Assistant Han behind Huo Junlin secretly shook his head with some disapproval: Our Young Master Huo is so handsome, even a blind person can tell that he is the God of Wealth, right? What's more, how many times has Huo Shao helped you with your business? Of course they are rich!
As for the monopoly of power, anyone who knows how to flatter can say it, right
Miss Xiao Qiao, you crappy fortune-teller, is it really appropriate for you to cheat Huo Shao and cheat Huo Shao of his money like this
Huo Junlin smiled but said nothing.
He nodded slightly, signaling Yun Qiao to continue.
Seeing that the client was satisfied, Yun Qiao immediately became more confident, and continued to grab the man's broad palm: "Your palm print is a broken palm, which also confirms your horoscope, rich and powerful, powerful and arbitrary... Wait!"
Yun Qiao was talking nonchalantly when she suddenly stopped.
She stared carefully at the man's palm lines, and her complexion began to change: "You...you are in the business of licking blood with the tip of a knife, this business is too rude and dangerous..."
Assistant Han couldn't help but said: "Nonsense! Our husband is a scholar! A doctor who graduated from Cambridge..."
Cambridge
Isn't that Nangong Wanwan's senior brother
Disrespect and disrespect, they are all academic masters.
Yun Qiao curled her lips, and said to Assistant Han: "Scholars can't lick blood with the tip of a knife? The rich and the rich are in danger, and I didn't say that it must be bad. Why are you so anxious, I'll take a look at his Face, it depends on Yamane's situation... Hey, sir, can you take off your hat and glasses so that I can see clearly?"
As soon as Yun Qiao mentioned this request, Assistant Han's face changed: "Bold, my young master, how could you be able to see it?"