After setting up a stall on Tianqiao, the metaphysics boss made her money like crazy

When Yan Qing arrived at the old place, there was already a sea of ​​people under the overpass.

She took out a new plastic folding stool and opened it, which she bought online not long ago, and the price was [-] yuan after the Xixi coupon.

Beside him was still the uncle who sold sweet potatoes. He saw an acquaintance and said hello.

"Little girl, you haven't been here for a few days, what have you been up to lately?" the uncle asked curiously, is there any other way to make money?

"There are a lot of things at home recently, so come now if you're not busy. Don't dare to delay this money-making business." Yan Qing hung up the cloth banner while chatting with the uncle.

The uncle looked around and said to Yan Qing in a low voice, "During your absence, a little girl about your age came to the position diagonally across from you, and she also imitated you and told people's fortunes."

"But people look at it, not as good as you, I reckon it's a deceitful magic stick, the most important thing is..."

The uncle said mysteriously, "I'm not as good-looking as you."

"You have to be careful not to be robbed of your business."

He reckoned that the man just watched Yan Qing tell fortunes here and made a lot of money, so he learned it in a decent way.

When Yan Qing heard this, is there a competitor?

She frowned, "Thank you uncle for reminding me, I will pay attention."

The uncle smiled, "They are all in business, helping each other, helping each other."

As soon as the uncle finished reminding, many regular customers came here, and some of them heard that there was a little girl who was very good at fortune-telling, and they came here to ask for a divination.

Yan Qing did as usual, only counting the ten hexagrams, but before the ten hexagrams were finished, a girl in Taoist robe came diagonally across, carrying a small wooden horse tie and carrying a white cloth bag, as if Yan Qing money, set up a stall in a decent manner.

Next to the girl in Taoist robes, there was a younger girl who was yelling, "Come and have a look, take a look, don't miss it when you pass by, it doesn't count as a disadvantage to you, it counts as not being fooled!"

"Close the stall after you finish the calculation. After passing this stall, there will be no more shops!"

"Professional masters have been fortune-telling for 20 years! Don't be afraid of being inaccurate, just be afraid that you will be afraid!"

Yan Qing laughed as he listened to this yell, isn't this what Yan Shu usually yelled, except that the sentence "Ten Hexagrams a day" was removed, and the rest was verbatim.

Quite a few people got tired of queuing, and when they heard the yelling, they simply ran to the other side, thinking that it should be the same.

There were also people who heard the yelling and exclaimed: "Ah! You got in the wrong line, and the one with the yelling is the real master!"

As soon as the people around heard it, they all ran over.

All of a sudden, the stall selling sister flowers was crowded, and there were only a few people left on Yan Qing's side.

The uncle at the side saw it and was worried for Yan Qing, "Little girl, this person is almost gone, why are you still laughing?"

Yan Qing couldn't stop laughing, "I just didn't expect that my sister's casual shouting would become famous."

When the uncle heard this, he was puzzled, "Your sister, why didn't you come with you today?"

Yan Qing waved his hand, "It's so sunny, it's better to let her study at home, why follow me out to suffer this."

The uncle nodded approvingly, and looked to the other side, "Little girl, you are bluffing and cheating in your name like that over there, so you don't want to go there and ask for justice?"

Yan Qing smiled, "It's okay, when these people find out that their calculations are not accurate, they will naturally come back."

Sooner or later, it's just a matter of time.

At this moment, a pair of men's leather shoes appeared in her line of sight. She followed the pair of shoes and looked up, only to see Du Fengqing, who as a successful person should not be here at this time, stood standing In front of her little booth.

He smiled at Yan Qing, "Miss Yan, coincidentally, we meet again."

As soon as Yan Qing raised his eyes, he saw Du Fengqing's face, which was more delicate and beautiful than a woman's, especially the tear mole at the corner of his eye, which set off those peach blossom eyes. people.

But now, in front of him was Yan Qing, who refused any fancy tricks.

"Mr. Du is also here for fortune-telling?"

Du Feng smiled, "Naturally."

He looked around, "It's you here, it seems that there are not many people, can you really make money all day long?"

"Aren't you a genius?"

Yan Qing raised his hand, pointed directly at the crowded booth diagonally opposite, and generously gave up the customers to the sisters opposite, "Master is there, Mr. Du, hurry up, I don't know if I can count it if it's too late. "

Du Fengqing sat down directly in front of Yan Qing. He was not used to a wooden stool, but he didn't pay too much attention to these unimportant details.

With the corners of his eyes bent, he said to Yan Qing, "It's okay, I just came to find you, a magic stick, to count on me."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone, scanned the QR code to pay, turned the screen to Yan Qing, shook it, with a confident smile on his face, "Can Master Yan tell my fortune now?"

Yan Qing glanced at it, and the screen showed that 100 yuan had been paid, and she said without changing her face, "It's less."

Du Fengqing glanced at the signboard in front of Yan Qing's booth, "That's right, isn't it just one hundred?"

Could it be that he is blind?
Yan Qing smiled, "No, one hundred is for someone else, if you want one thousand."

Du Fengqing narrowed his long and narrow eyes, "I can sue you for your unreasonable pricing."

The corners of Yan Qing's mouth curled up, "How could it be an unreasonable price? Mr. Du is extraordinary at first glance, and his appearance and temperament are even better. How can 100 yuan be worthy of Mr. Du? Naturally, it takes ten times the price to be worthy of Du Mr. Noble Status."

Her nonsense is one sentence after another.

Du Fengqing can naturally hear that she is deliberately making things difficult for herself.

But it doesn't matter, he has plenty of money.

Scan the QR code with your mobile phone and pay the remaining 900 yuan.

"Can we forget it now?" Du Fengqing asked with a smile.

After receiving the money, Yan Qing naturally took a professional attitude: "What does Mr. Du want to count on, career, wealth, studies, or marriage?"

Du Fengqing pursed his lips and smiled, "With my noble birth, my wealth is naturally prosperous, I also have a career, and my studies are all years ago. If it is marriage, it is too vulgar."

Yan Qing: "..." Then you're an ass.

Resisting the urge to hit people with smiling faces, Yan Qing looked at Du Fengqing with a subterranean smile, "So, what is Mr. Du planning to do?"

Du Fengqing waved his hand, "There's nothing else to worry about, just count me a vulgar marriage and see how it goes."

He looked rather reluctant, completely unflattering.

Yan Qing nodded, "Yes."

After a while, she said, "Sit in the sun to make money..."

"Mr. Du has only had one marriage in his life. He has a harmonious relationship, and he can get help from his spouse in his career. He is going straight to the sky. This wife is a good wife."

When the people around heard it, they all congratulated.

But Du Fengqing said suddenly, "According to what Master said, how can I change this marriage?"

Yan Qing: "?"