Zongwu: The Days of Mixing in the Tongfu Inn

Chapter 193 ""Magic Calculus"" Zhao Bensan
Zhao Bensan stood aside with a worried expression on his face. Now he could see it clearly. It was precisely because he knew the truth of the matter that he felt flustered in his heart.

Zhang Chen looked at the master and apprentice and said, "The matter has been cleared up, what is the Taoist priest's plan?"

These words made Zhao Bensan's eyes brighten, and he said tentatively: "Pimpdao planned to take my disciples to join him, how could something go wrong, and now we, the master and the disciples, don't know What to do!"

After all, Zhao Ben sighed again and again.

It's just that with his performance, I'm afraid that only Chen An'an, who has left, can be deceived, and the people in the room are not human, so how could they be deceived by his clumsy performance.

Everyone looked at Zhao Bensan amusedly, this guy is not simple, on the surface he looks like a fairy, but in fact he is very slippery.

Zhang Chen said playfully, "Yipin, in this situation, it's up to you, the owner of the clinic, to tell me what to do."

Zhu Yipin shook his head, no matter what, the master and apprentice were also Zhao Buzhu's relatives, and based on their friendship for so many years, it was impossible for him to reject them.

It's just that this Daoist priest made Zhu Yipin murmur in his heart, so he didn't speak directly, but said with a slight murmur: "This..."

Zhao Bensan's ears were pricked up, and he listened intently to the conversation between the two just now. Seeing that Zhu Yipin seemed to let go of his mouth, he quickly said, "Master Zhu, the two of us, master and apprentice, are not idlers. You would rather take the two of us in, and the two of us can also help the owner to share the work."

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Yipin looked at Zhao Bensan, looked at him carefully, and then said, "I don't know what you can do?"

In the backyard, Chen An'an had finished cleaning up Zhao Buzhu, and was pulling Zhao Buzhu by the ear, trying to drag him back to the lobby.

Hearing this question at the door, Zhao Buzhu's heart moved slightly, thinking of his cousin's legendary experience in the village.

His cousin can be regarded as a serious Taoist priest, but in his eyes, he is a bit talkative, always reciting Taoist scriptures.

Is there any decent Taoist temple in the village, not to mention incense offerings, so that the two masters and apprentices can be regarded as fortune-telling for a living.

Hearing Zhu Yipin's question now, Zhao Buzhu knew what my cousin was going to say, and as expected, Zhao Bensan said with a little complacency: "Poverty Taoist mastered Danqing when he was young, and after he became a Taoist, he studied it in depth. The way of gossip has been deduced from the way of painting in recent years, and it can be regarded as a small reputation in the countryside."

Everyone laughed lightly when they heard the words, no matter how much he modified the core content, he still talked about fortune-telling, that is to say, this Cousin Zhao can only tell fortunes.

Zhu Yipin said with a smile: "But we are a medical center here, a place to treat diseases and save lives. I'm afraid these skills of yours are not suitable!"

"Why don't you give us a few tricks on the spot? It's also a way for us to see you?"

Zhao Bensan was in a dilemma when he heard the words, just now he only cared about bragging about himself, of course, the bigger the better, the better, now let himself do the fortune telling, what if something goes wrong.

One must know that this time he suddenly came to the capital to join his cousin, precisely because there was a problem with the fortune-telling, and there was another problem here, so he was not sure of running away again.

Just when he was in a dilemma, Zhao Buzhu in the backyard almost laughed out loud. Others don't know the details of his cousin, but as a cousin, he still can't know the situation!

His cousin's tricks were just enough to deceive those ignorant villagers in the countryside. After being beaten up by Chen An'an, Zhao Buzhu regained his senses.

The cousin suddenly came to the capital to join him, the greatest possibility was that something happened, and the only thing that could make him get into trouble was his fortune-telling story.

In desperation, Zhao Bensan said without hesitation: "Pimpedao came here in a hurry, and he didn't have a painting brush on him, so I really can't make a fortune for you!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Bensan admired his quick wit, how could he draw fortune-telling for them without tools.

Zhang Chen leaned on the bench, gave Bai Zhantang a look, Bai Zhantang understood instantly, and said: "I don't know what kind of tools the boss needs. You just saw the accountant of our inn. He has the wonderful pen you mentioned. Some, here to help you fetch for your use"

Bai Zhantang didn't wait for Zhao Bensan's reply, he ran back quickly after speaking, and came back a moment later with a scholar's pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his hand.

These things may have a background, or the things left by Hu Shiniang last time, She inkstone, lake brush, Hui ink, Xuan paper, these are the best of the four treasures of the study.

Zhao Bensan stared blankly in front of him, he had never owned these good things, but he fantasized about owning them more than once.

Zhang Chen went on to say: "Master Daoist, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are already here, I wonder if you can make a fortune for us!"

Seeing that Zhao Ben couldn't refuse, he had no choice but to continue: "I don't know who wants to calculate this hexagram, and the channel should prepare one or two."

Tong Xiangyu suddenly pushed open the door, looked at Zhao Bensan and said, "Then it will be counted as my wishful gentleman will show up!"

Bai Zhantang was helpless when he heard the words.

Zhang Chen looked up at Tong Xiangyu at the door, then turned to Bai Zhantang and asked in a low voice, "Why is the shopkeeper outside the door?"

Bai Zhantang snorted and said, "If I knew it earlier, I would have asked you to get it! After I went to the scholar's place for pens, inks, papers and inkstones, I ran into her as soon as I turned around. If I don't tell where I'm going, how can I get out!"

Zhang Chen mourned for Bai Zhantang. It was a coincidence that they met at this time. Thinking of this, Zhang Chen continued, "Maybe this is God's will. God wants you to be together, otherwise it wouldn't be such a coincidence."

Bai Zhantang didn't know what to say, he also felt that it was a bit of a coincidence that he met this Taoist priest when she was telling her fortune, and what she wanted to calculate was the answer she had always wanted.

Zhang Chen didn't care about Bai Zhantang's daze, but courteously led Tong Xiangyu to sit down. Tong Xiangyu watched Zhao Bensan repeat his words.

Zhao Bensan nodded repeatedly, and then ordered his disciples to arrange the pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Afterwards, Zhao Bensan stood calmly at the table.

For a while, whether it was the two people in the lobby or the backyard, they were all waiting for Zhao Bensan's performance.

Chen An'an in the backyard whispered, "Zhao Buzhu, is your cousin really good at fortune-telling?"

Chen An thought in his heart that if it was true, he must let him figure out whether his brother Zhu would marry him in the future.

Thinking of this, Chen An'an stared at Zhao Buzhu with even more enthusiasm.

When Zhao Buzhu met Chen An'an's gaze, he felt flustered for a while. His cousin's level would definitely fall through the eyes of this group of people. Now Chen An'an was looking forward to it again. Will be beaten again by her.

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