I was a fortune teller in 90

Chapter 32 We have to be more reserved
"But we are girls, so we have to be more reserved. We can't let people think that we are short-sighted and bribe us with little things. We have to test him for a while and see his sincerity."

Listening to Aunt Wang imparting her experience, Dai Qing thought of Liu Ming just now with disgust in her eyes.

"That Liu Ming is not a good guy, so I don't like him. That guy has a girlfriend in the workshop, and I saw him making someone cry the day before yesterday."

"Really? Isn't that just eating from the bowl and looking at the pot? We can't have this kind of person. Don't let me see him again next time, you bastard, he deceived people to our doorstep, I'll forgive you. Can’t touch him.”

Aunt Wang's face turned dark. Such a fastidious person could be said to be a hooligan at worst, and her character was too bad.

"Auntie, I steamed fish today. Would you like to have dinner with me?"

Aunt Wang was really kind to her. Ever since her grandfather passed away, she had visited her frequently and cared about her. She always said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and she understood this very well.

"No, there are still a lot of things waiting at home, I have to go back." Aunt Wang waved her hands repeatedly, turned around and left.

Seeing Aunt Wang leave in a flash, Dai Qing had no choice but to eat dinner by herself, then sit cross-legged on the bed and continue to practice the mental method. The energy in her Dantian was already as big as a pearl, and every time the energy traveled to various parts of the body, She felt refreshed every time.

When she opened her eyes, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.

Grandpa said that she was a pure yin girl, born to be a fortune teller, the kind that God rewards with food. She wasn't interested before, but now she's just happy.

Lying comfortably on the bed, Dai Qing held the jade medal on his chest. He didn't know if it was because he was fed blood, but he always felt that the jade medal was moister.

The tentacles were warm and cool, and even though it was June, she didn't feel hot at all.

I guess it also regulates body temperature.

After a dreamless night, Dai Qing opened her eyes and it was already nine o'clock in the morning. After getting up to eat something, she started cleaning until it was spotless. Then she was satisfied and sat in the yard drinking tea and enjoying the cool air.

Fortunately, she has a quiet temperament. If she was a lively person, she would definitely be lonely alone.

After reading for a while, Dai Qing raised her head and looked at the bare courtyard wall. She wanted to plant a row of bamboos under the wall. When the breeze blows, it will definitely be cool in summer.

It takes an hour to take a bus from here to the flower market.

Dai Qing changed into clean clothes and carried a small bag to the bus station. There was a bus to the flower market right in front of the textile factory.

After wandering to the flower market, Dai Qing walked in and felt a hot and humid breath, mixed with the earthy smell and the fragrance of various flowers.

The flower market during this period was not yet complete. It was located in the Central Plains and there were not many varieties of flowers. Occasionally, a small number of southern flowers are shipped, and the prices are not cheap.

She was someone who couldn't even feed a cactus, so she had little interest in growing flowers.

I went straight to the big fruit tree stall and walked around. There were only green bamboos as thick as my fingers. They cost two yuan each.

"Little girl, this has just arrived. Look at the many roots. It can be kept alive. As long as it is planted in the soil and given enough water, it will produce new bamboo in the second year."

The boss took out a piece of bamboo and patiently explained it to her.

It sounds good, but the boss never bargains with the price, and won't sell it for two yuan or less. Dai Qing counted the money on the wall of her house and bought one for 100 yuan. The boss finally gave ten more as gifts and asked a worker to help her deliver them to the bus station.

(End of this chapter)