first divine calculation

Chapter 1

"Prajna, wake up!"

"Small soup dumpling?" Banruo stared at the little boy in front of her, stunned for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "You have been dead for so many years, and you just remembered to entrust me with a dream and tell my aunt, do you have no clothes to wear? Playing with the toy? I'll burn it for you right away!"

Hannya grabbed the boy's arm subconsciously, and stayed where she was for a moment.

The warm touch, the fleshy feel... It's clearly alive.

This dream was too real, it was really scary.

She raised her head and looked at the boy with short, thin hair in disbelief.

She remembered that the child had been dead for more than ten years, how could he suddenly appear in front of her?

This is the child of her sister's family, nicknamed Tang Bao, and is her favorite child, with fair skin, big eyes, high nose bridge, and pointed chin... If it doesn't become disabled, when it grows up, it will definitely be just in case. handsome guy!It's a pity that during the summer vacation when he was about to enter the fifth grade, on the way back to his hometown with his sister and brother-in-law, a bus overturned, and then the bus caught fire. In the wilderness, the rescue was not timely, and the family of three were burnt alive.

That year, her father's leg was injured, and she followed her mother to collect the body of her sister's family. The scene was horrible, even if it was her own relatives lying there, she couldn't stop the fear in her heart. In the following ten years, she often woke up from nightmares, unable to Weeping bitterly.

As for Xiaotangbao, this lovely child, she can only remember him through photos.

Prajna is still somewhat unable to recover.

On the other hand, Xiaotangbao pursed his mouth and said, "Auntie, why are you still alive? You still have to burn clothes and toys for me, and dead people burn paper! Are you still dreaming? I told you not to stay up late watching Hong Kong dramas!"

After finishing speaking, seeing that Prajna was still in a daze, he snorted and muttered: "Okay, my lord has a lot, and I don't care about it like you. As compensation, you can help me see how to do these questions? Okay, call me to ask you!"

After finishing speaking, he stuffed a book of Olympiad questions into Banruo's hands.

Prajna stared blankly at the book in her hand.

"A cistern flows into 4 cubic meters of water per minute. If you open 5 drain faucets, the pool can be emptied in 4 hours. If you open 8 drain faucets, the pool can be emptied in 3 hours. Now open 12 drain faucets. How long does it take to empty the pool?"

"The diameter of a toothpaste tube is 6 mm. Xiaohong squeezes 1 cm long toothpaste every time she brushes her teeth. One toothpaste can be squeezed 40 times. Now, this toothpaste has changed the packaging and changed the tube diameter to 8 mm, but Xiao Hong is still used to squeeze out 1 cm of toothpaste each time. How many times can this toothpaste be squeezed out of the new package?"

Banruo's mind was in a mess, and every word in the book scrambled to get into her mind.

The simple one-story house in front of her, the living soup dumplings, and the portrait of Leslie Cheung hanging on the wall all reminded her of a fact.

"Tangbao, how old are you?" Prajna asked calmly.

"11 years old! Auntie, are you stupid watching TV?"

Prajna recalled intently, is she reborn?
She remembered that before she was reborn, she was setting up a Feng Shui array for a businessman. Through her advice, the businessman had already come out of the predicament of ruining his family, and gained tens of millions of yuan in profits through stock market investment.

I remember that the businessman still clamored to donate a golden body to her, and he prostrated to her three times and nine times every day, but she stopped him. After sending him out, Banruo felt dizzy and fell asleep when he touched the bed. reborn.

If Tang Bao is 11 years old this year, then she is 17 this year and just entered her third year of high school. It was also this year that the family had a series of changes. First, her father was broken, then her sister’s family died in a car accident, and then her mother couldn’t stand the loss of her daughter. After that, when my father was crossing the road, he happened to encounter a car accident on the road. It should have nothing to do with him, but because his leg was injured, he had no time to dodge. He was affected by the explosion car and died on the spot. up.

A good family, only a summer vacation, said to part, it parted.At that time, she was in her third year of high school and couldn't bear these blows. She dropped out of school and went south to work. Because she was young and had no education, she could only do some odd jobs.On the way to a night shift, she was almost QJed by someone, but luckily she was saved by Master.

The master said that she had a strange fate, so he took her as an apprentice and asked her to learn knowledge related to Yi Xue.

Fortune-telling, feng shui, fortune-telling, Qimen Dunjia.For the next 10 years, he passed on what he had learned all his life to her.

At first, she was very disgusted with this profession, because her father had his leg broken because of fortune-telling. But after she really calmed down and learned it, she realized that there are really masters of metaphysics in this world, but there are too many people who try to catch fame. Too much, breaking the rules of this industry and leaving a bad impression on the world.

She is nearly thirty years old, and she is already a well-known scholar of metaphysics. She has seen many strange things, and now she has calmly accepted the matter of her rebirth.

Banruo took the pen from Tang Bao, glanced at the question, and wrote down the answer in the Olympiad book.

Suddenly, a shout came from downstairs: "Liar Wang! Come out, if you don't come out again, I will smash your shop!"

Such scolding is no stranger to Prajna.

Banruo's father is a fortune-teller, and he is the most common type on the market - he has no real talent and learning, and relies on fortune-telling formulas to fool everyone, and fortune-telling depends on guessing!

Because of this, people often come to him to settle accounts.

"Liar Wang! Come out quickly! If you don't come out, I'll be smashed!"

Banruo's family lives in the suburbs of the city. There is a three-story building at home. The first floor is used by his father as a fortune-telling store, and the second and third floors live.

Banruo walked downstairs, and a middle-aged man in his 40s, wearing a floral shirt, was standing at the stairs with a bench in his hand.

It's him!Banruo narrowed his eyes. In his previous life, he was the one who broke his father's legs.

"What's the matter?" Prajna said coldly.

The cold voice shocked the visitor, and seeing that there was only a teenage girl in front of him, he said angrily again: "What's the matter? What do I have to say to you girl! Call your dad out quickly! If you don’t come out again, don’t blame me, Zhang Dashan, for being rude!”

"Zhang Dashan?" Prajna said calmly: "If you don't tell me what's going on, don't blame me for closing the door to see off guests!"

Zhang Dashan saw the neighbors around, he said angrily: "Okay! Since Liar Wang is hiding and dare not come out, I will tell you the matter today!"

His eyes were red: "A few days ago, I came to ask your father for a fortune-telling. He patted his chest and told me that the divination showed that I would definitely earn a good price from this antique transaction! I listened to him and bought it from the waterway. I bought more than 50 pieces of goods, but who knows, I went to the brick shop yesterday to have a look, and they were all fakes!"

He jumped angrily: "If your father hadn't vowed to tell me to buy as much money as I had, would I have invested so much? I have already invested all my wealth in it, and now I don't even have money for food, but what happened? The goods don’t even sell for thousands of dollars, what do you think he’s not a liar? I’m not far from family ruin now, let me tell you, if I don’t get a good result this time, your whole family will never be able to survive!”

Hearing this, Banruo couldn't help but frown. In his previous life, it was because of his father's miscalculation that his leg was broken on the way home. Since then, his family has suffered successively. Could it be that this has something to do with Zhang Dashan?

Prajna couldn't help but scrutinize the person in front of him.

Physiognomy experts often use Kyushu gossip to refer to several parts of the face, and according to the abundance and complexion of these parts, they can infer the good or bad of a person.Kyushu refers to: Jizhou, Yanzhou, Qingzhou, Xuzhou, Yangzhou, Jingzhou, Liangzhou, Yongzhou and Yuzhou.Bagua includes Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kan, Gen, and Dui.

Looking at the mountain in front of you, you can see that he has a fat head, big ears, and a fierce face. The first impression is not good, but this is not one of the main basis for judging a person's fortune. His complexion turned yellow, and he seemed to have something unsatisfactory. It seemed that this business must not be going well, but Banruo found that the trouble was fading away. On the contrary, Liangzhou had turned yellow when he arrived at the position. Looks like there are signs of a windfall.

Panicked by her probing eyes, Zhang Dashan swallowed his saliva, "Little girl, since you can't manage the family, you should hurry up and call your father out. Let me leave it here. If he doesn't compensate me for the loss today, If I don't break his legs, my surname will not be Zhang!"

Hannah stared at him coldly. "I don't care what your surname is! But he's right. Your business is a sign of good luck."

"Good luck? You fooled me with Liar Wang! Let me tell you, I lost more than 50 yuan, if..."

"Let me remind you!" Banruo said with a serious expression, "If you don't call your subordinates again, I'm afraid this antique really has nothing to do with you!"

This made Zhang Dashan panic, because experts identified all the antiques as fake, and he couldn't make enough money to make money, so he had already asked his subordinates to sell them as imitations.

"Experts said, those are all fake! Not worth the money!"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you! As long as you lose money, don't come to me." Banruo's tone was flat.

However, seeing her determined face, Zhang Dashan's heart was pounding. He wasn't sure, and with the mentality of believing it or not, he called and told his subordinates not to sell it anymore.

Unexpectedly, 2 minutes later, Zhang Dashan's phone rang, "What's the matter?"

Not knowing what was said there, Zhang Dashan's eyes widened.

"What did you say? There is a pair of blue and white eight-edged plum vases with phoenix patterns that are genuine from the Yuan Dynasty? Is it a real antique? How much is it worth? The buyer offered 500 million? What? You just planned to sell it to a restaurant owner for 1000 yuan as a decoration? Did you sell it? Didn’t sell it! Good! It’s fine if it’s not sold! It’s fine if it’s not sold! You look after the antiques and wait for me to go back!” Zhang Dashan couldn’t say anything urgently.

That's 500 million!He never dreamed of so much money!

And the little girl in front of him seemed to have expected all of this and was not surprised at all.

Zhang Dashan was in a daze, could it be that this girl has already counted all of this?And what she just said was referring to this matter?
Thinking of this, Zhang Dashan looked at Banruo, and his attitude became extremely respectful. He lowered his posture and said:
"Little girl, you really hit the spot, but how did you know this?"

"Of course it was calculated!"

Zhang Dashan was quite surprised. The fortune tellers in the world would intentionally be ambiguous when answering the fortune teller's questions, but this girl was different. Her eyes were firm and her face was calm. She gave people a very calm feeling, as if it was worth it People trust in general.

Zhang Dashan didn't dare to be rampant anymore, he helped the chair kicked by him up, and then he said with a smile:

"Did you get it by fortune telling? You are amazing! Much better than your father!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Dashan hurriedly took out a few hundred dollars from his pocket and put them on the table, "Little girl, I'm leaving first, I only have this little money on me, and I will thank you after I sell the antiques."

After finishing speaking, he ran out the door.

(End of this chapter)