genius divination

Chapter 38
A Chinese-style round table with a laptop on it.Fan Jiannan tapped the keyboard leisurely, glanced at Feng Yuan who was sitting on the sofa, and sighed, "Miss Feng, I said I won't accept interviews, why are you a reporter running to the fortune-telling hall all day? Go down, I will open a VIP box for you in this small shop."

"Hey, isn't your place a folk custom consulting service company? Of course I'm here to consult." Feng Yuan smiled authentically.

Fan Jiannan rolled his eyes, nodded and said, "That's fine, just follow the company's business process. The old rule is 1000 yuan per question. Pay first."

Feng Yuan was taken aback, and said angrily, "Get lost, you are a money addict! One question is 1000 yuan, why don't you grab it, you bastard!"

"You can't say that, Ms. Feng. This kind of thing is all about what you want and what you want. I didn't force you to do anything..." Fan Jiannan took a sip from his teacup leisurely, staring at the computer intently road.

"Okay, you're playing a rascal with me, aren't you?" Feng Yuan gritted his teeth with hatred, but rolled his eyes and smiled again, "It's a pity, the question I asked is justified. You can't charge me a penny, and you have to Come back and give me the money."

"Cut, how is it possible?" Fan Jiannan said dismissively.

"Okay, I'll tell you how it's possible. Your broken company has been open for ten days, and the business is good?" Feng Yuan said intentionally or unintentionally.

"Hey, that's right. Under my wise leadership, the company's business is booming. Hehe..." Fan Jiannan said proudly.

"Then it's time for you to pay the rent?" Feng Yuan sneered.

"Uh... Rent? What do you mean?" Fan Jiannan was taken aback.

"I mean, you rented my house to open a shop, and I don't care about feudal superstition. But you have to pay the rent, right? Tell me when and how much?" Feng Yuan looked like a renter's debt-seeker.

"I... No, no, wait a minute..." Fan Jiannan almost sprayed his tea on the computer, and said in astonishment, "This house is yours? I heard that you don't own an antique shop? How could it be yours?" Where's Lao Wu, Lao Wu, what's going on?"

Hearing this, Wu Banxian scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Master, you just gave me a hundred thousand, including decoration and opening expenses, and miscellaneous things, it's almost enough. The rent here is ridiculously expensive. I think Mrs. Oh, Ms. Feng is not an outsider, so I asked her for a little favor. Ms. Feng was very straightforward, so she rented this shop to us. It was relatively busy when it opened, so we never mentioned the rent."

"Uh... So, you are... the landlord?" Fan Jiannan was dumbfounded, and looked at Feng Yuan dully.

"Yeah, how's it going? As a landlord, let me ask you when to pay the rent. Is it right and proper?" Feng Yuan looked at Fan Jiannan's expression and felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart.

"Yes, it should." Fan Jiannan said dejectedly.

"After I asked, should you give me the money?" Feng Yuan covered his mouth and smiled.

Fan Jiannan smiled wryly, "I should give you money, how much?"

Feng Yuan smiled and gave him a blank look, "Okay, I'm just kidding you. I'm not short of money, I just like to see your sad face, haha."

"It scared me to death. I thought you were going to ask for a lot of money?" Fan Jiannan pretended to breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a playful smile: "Then how do you care about the charterer's arrival?"

Feng Yuan shook his head and said, "I just came here to see how you are doing. Well, the place is well decorated and has a classic atmosphere. But I really didn't realize that you, a fortune teller, are still fiddling with computers. It feels weird."

Fan Jiannan said helplessly, "Could it be that only you intellectuals who write all day can use computers? Do you think that a fortune teller has to wear a black cap, sunglasses, and a fortune-telling flag in his hand? How about keeping pace with the times! Let me show you this..."

"What is this? Are you going to show me something unhealthy again?" Feng Yuan said vigilantly, she was always wary of Fan Jiannan's shameless behavior.

"Ahem, of course not. Look at this..." Fan Jiannan said.

"Huh QQ group? Chinese Academy of Folk Culture? What does this mean?" Feng Yuan asked in surprise.

Fan Jiannan said leisurely, "Don't underestimate this, there are a lot of great masters in it. There are almost all Yixue researchers from all over the country, and there are many experts among them, who often have very novel theories and viewpoints. What does this mean? It shows the era. With progress, more and more people realize that arithmetic is an ancient science. Our inheritance and development of classical theories is not as simple as the fortune teller you see."

"Pfft, your screen name is actually Fanhua. Hey, what kind of picture did you post?" Feng Yuan asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"This is Luoshu, which was called Guishu in ancient times. Legend has it that a tortoise came out of Luoshui. There is this image on its carapace. The five centers, the white circles in five directions are positive numbers, and the black dots in the four corners are negative numbers." Fan Jiannan frowned and said, "But this seems to be a modified Luoshu, I have never seen it before, so I will ask other people online for advice."

The picture posted by Fan Jiannan was just the evolution of the mysterious man's steps last night.It is very similar to the traditional Jiugong Luoshu, but there are changes in it.Even Fan Jiannan found it strange, so he thought of finding someone online to verify it.

But it's been a whole morning, and everyone in the group is discussing it, and they haven't seen what happened at all.The graphics are correct, but they all say that they have never seen this kind of movement.Although this kind of positioning is weird, it makes some sense, but after careful study, it is completely different from the traditional Chinese nine palaces diagram.For this, the Yishu lovers in the group are already arguing.

Suddenly, a strange profile picture on QQ jumped up.Fan Jiannan frowned and looked at it, then opened the window.It was a person named Po Jun on the Internet, and this stranger sent a message.

"The layout of this graph is very common, but the position is very special. I have lived abroad for a long time, and I just came back recently, so I may have a better understanding of some relatively unorthodox things. From your information, are you in Wuxi? I happen to be there, or we can make an appointment to talk about it in detail, it is difficult to explain clearly on the Internet."

Fan Jiannan frowned and murmured, "Could it be him who came back from abroad?"

Feng Yuan was surprised: "What's the matter, do you know this person?"

Fan Jiannan shook his head, tentatively typed a line on the screen: "Master Zuoxiang?"

The other party was silent for a long time before replying to the message, "It's you? Mr. Fan."

"This world is really too small." Fan Jiannan smiled wryly.I met this gloomy young man just the day before yesterday, and I didn't expect to meet him again so soon.Then he sent his address.This time Prime Minister Zuo replied quickly, "Okay, I'm not far away, I'll come over later."

Fan Jiannan frowned and closed the computer. This Nanyang fortune teller actually knew something about this weird thing, which was beyond his expectation.Is this mysterious person really one of the five arts people?But why does it feel so weird?
(End of this chapter)