I am building a fairy garden on earth

Chapter 9 The monks don't talk about money, they talk about fate

Xu Boqing did not choose to sit on a small bench, but swept out a bluestone slab and sat cross-legged on the ground, in a meditation posture, with the long sail behind him fluttering with the wind, but he really has a bit of a dusty demeanor...

He just sat there quietly, not yelling.

Judging from the words heard at the gate of the city just now, all the 'capable people and strangers' in Hongyang City have been conscripted away, and they will not be able to return until noon, which means that I am now the only one in this fortune-telling booth.

Don't be afraid that no one will come...

Niu Ben was still the same as usual today, taking advantage of the old man's absence, he stole some money from the house and slipped out of the room, with one hand behind his back and a string of money coiled in the other, he went to the morning market.

He likes to gamble, and he also has a quirk, every time before entering the gambling house, he has to find a fortune teller to calculate his fortune for the day.

Although he also knew that the fortune-tellers were all magic wands who spoke the words of the chariot wheel, and they were not accurate at all, but he couldn't stop them from speaking nicely.

A picture of a colorful head is not...

As a result, I walked around the morning market today, but was surprised to find that the few stalls I frequented were empty.

"Hey, it's really weird."

Niu Ben muttered, and walked around the street again, making up his mind that if there was no one there, he would skip this process today and go directly to the casino.

When turning to Liu Laogen's booth, his eyes suddenly lit up.

someone! !
'It's about to open...'

Seeing someone walking towards him, Xu Boqing just smiled and knew that the first order was coming.

Niu Ben pulled the small bench and sat down, looked him up and down, and asked, "Boy, do you look familiar? Are you not a local?"

"The benefactor's eyes are like torches, Xiaodao is indeed not a local."

"Hey, hey, don't talk nonsense, Master Niu, I didn't give you anything, so I can't be called a benefactor."

As Niu Ben spoke, he glanced at the canvas leaning against the wall, and then asked: "Since you are not a local, why did you occupy Old Man Liu's fortune-telling booth? Also, why is there no one in the fortune-telling booth in this city today? "

"It's good to teach the benefactor to know."

Xu Boqing coughed lightly, and said pretendingly: "Liu Laogen is Senior Brother Xiaodao, and Master Xiaodao respected his order to come to join Senior Brother Liu in Hongyang City.

I never thought that when I first came here, I would encounter the adults from the Yamen going out of the city to handle the case, and Senior Brother Liu and all the 'capable people and strangers' in the city were invited there, saying that they were to assist in handling the case.

Brother Liu handed over the booth to Xiaodao before he left to help those who are destined. "

"Hey, capable people..."

Niu Ben sneered inexplicably, looked at Xu Boqing, and said playfully: "Since you went out with Mr. Liu, and he handed over the stall to you when he went out, then you should also be able to tell fortunes? "

"Of course..."

Xu Boqing nodded and asked, "I don't know what a benefactor is?"

"Fortune."

Niu Ben's fingers fumbled for the string of money in his hand, and said, "You do the math, how is Master Niu's fortune today?"

"Yes~"

Xu Boqing nodded.

As early as when Niu Er was sitting on the small bench, he had carefully observed that this person had a string of money coiled in his hand and a fortune amulet hanging around his waist, so he must have great fortune...

Moreover, there is an inconspicuous layer of calluses on the tiger's mouth and bucket lines on the fingers, which is probably caused by rolling dice and playing Pai Gow all the year round.

Must be a gambler!

That's easy...

He smiled slightly and said: "Xiaodao is proficient in the number of plum blossoms. I also asked Master Niu to name five numbers within ten. Xiaodao can calculate today's fortune based on the numbers provided by Master Niu."

Niu Ben didn't know what plum blossoms were easy to count, but after hearing what he said, he felt a little more expectation in his heart, so he thought for a while and opened his mouth and said, "One...two...three...five...seven, you give Niu Ye Say it."

"One...two...three...five...seven..."

Xu Boqing frowned slightly and pinched his fingers, then smiled and said, "Yes, two to three to five makes ten, one to seven makes eight, it's for bulls! Double the bulls, good fortune."

"Niuba? Double the cow?"

Niu Ben was taken aback for a moment, he only knew that his name was Niu Ben, but he didn't know what the meaning of "Niu Ba" and "Double Niu" meant?
"Master Niu, don't worry too much, this is an industry term."

Xu Boqing saw that he was half-knowledgeable, and explained with a smile: "To put it simply, Mr. Niu's fortune is prosperous today, not to mention that he will win every bet, but he will win more and lose less.

After noon, before evening, you will be able to double the money in your hand. "

"Oh?"

Niu Ben stared in surprise. In the past, when fortune-tellers were winning prizes, the other party's words were very pleasant, but they were all nonsense. No one dared to say how much money they could win at a fixed time like this young man.

If it's not allowed, wouldn't it just ruin my job?
"Boy, winning or losing is not a joke. It's okay if you calculate it correctly. What if it's not accurate?"

"Master Niu, don't worry, brother has been operating here for many years and has a good reputation. If you hand over this stall to me today, how can I just talk about my own signboard?"

Xu Boqing's voice paused, and then he said seriously: "In this way, if this hexagram fails to come true after noon or before evening, Master Niu can come here to smash this stall, how about it?"

"Okay! You said it yourself!"

Seeing his sincerity, Niu Ben patted his thigh and applauded, feeling more comfortable, and asked, "Boy, how much is your hexagram gold?"

"Monks don't talk about money..."

Xu Boqing smiled slightly: "Talk about fate~"

"Hahahaha, okay, you can listen to what you say..."

Niu Ben smiled heartily, took out a handful of copper coins from his body, stretched out his hand to lay it on the ground, and said, "Master Niu is happy today, and I will reward you with these coins."

After that, he got up and went to the gambling house.

"It's better for the benefactor to leave."

Xu Boqing looked at the 20 or so Daliang Tongbaos on the ground representing the roundness of the sky, and his face was also happy. With the current purchasing power, one Daliang Tongbao can buy two steamed buns or a fresh meat bun.

After counting, there are 22 pieces in total. This kind of hexagram gold can be said to be quite rich.

Seeing that Niu Ben had gone far away, he was so hungry that he felt that he could eat a cow. After picking up the money, he wanted to go to a nearby breakfast shop to solve his hunger problem.

I never thought that before I had time to get up, another old farmer came in front of the stall...

"Little God, can you name this?"

Xu Boqing nodded slightly, and replied: "Yes, may I ask the old man's name?"

"There is no one that is expensive or not. My surname is Lu, and I live in Lu's Village outside the city. The little fairy can call me Lao Lu."

The old farmer sat down a little awkwardly, and then said: "It's like this, my baby is about to be one year old. I took him to the city before to count. Lu Senmiao's name."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper with the words 'Lu Senmiao' crookedly written on it and handed it over.

Xu Boqing glanced at it after receiving it, and complained silently in his heart. He didn't know who was the one who pulled it off. This food looks really ugly...

Can't you name it professionally?
He smiled and nodded, and asked, "Since your son already has a name, are you going to change it?"

"Yes Yes Yes…"

The old farmer nodded and said: "I asked the teacher in the school, and he said that the name is too difficult to write, and I think it is the same. In the future, when a child goes to school for an exam, his own name has just been written, and everyone else has answered half of the exam paper. How can it be done?
So my family discussed it, and wanted to change the name of the baby to a name that is both woody and watery, and the strokes are simple. "

"There is wood and water, and the strokes are simple."

Xu Boqing nodded thoughtfully, as if thinking about something, after a while, he clapped his legs with bright eyes and said, "Yes!"

He looked around, found a broken red brick from the corner, and used it as a pen to write "Lu Benwei" on the ground.

Seeing that the old farmer was a little puzzled, he explained word by word: "This 'Lu' is your child's surname, so I won't go into details. There are five strokes of the word 'Ben' in total. easy to understand;
The most important thing is the word 'reed'. Let me ask you, old man, where does this reed live? "

The old farmer frowned and replied: "By the pond."

"By the way, it's by the pond!"

Xu Boqing nodded, and continued: "There is water in the pond, and there is a tree called reed beside the pond.

Isn't your son's life short of wood and water?

The character 'reed' has seven strokes in total, the strokes are simple, and what's even rarer is that it also contains wood and water.

Moreover, the meaning of "Wei" and "Wei" is also extraordinary. To be a person is to be honest and responsible, but also to have an upward heart. The word "Wei" contains such a deep meaning. "

"Hiss... Lu Benwei, Lu Benwei, good good good good good good!"

The old farmer took a deep breath and said "hello" three times in succession. He really did not expect that such a simple word "reed" could decipher so many deep meanings.

Xu Boqing smiled slightly: "As long as the benefactor is satisfied~"

"that……"

The old farmer took out two copper coins from his pocket, handed them over, and asked somewhat awkwardly: "Little God, is this... enough?"

Xu Boqing saw that his hands were black and rough, covered with calluses, there was still some dirt in his nails, and there were cracks and wounds on the tiger's mouth...

He took the money indifferently, smiled and comforted: "Enough is enough, as long as you are satisfied..."

(End of this chapter)