Madam is right

Chapter 318 218. Aren't you here to make a fortune teller?

When Zhao Mo heard it, he didn't know what to think of, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he disappeared in a flash.

Lu Feng didn't hear Zhao Mo's reply for a long time. When he looked up, there was nowhere to see Zhao Mo.

Lu Feng wailed, and could only resign himself to his fate and chase towards the north of the city.

There is no need to ask, right now it is certain that where the eldest lady is, the highness will be there.

Lu Feng did not guess wrong either, Zhao Mo had indeed gone to the north of the city.

It's just that when Zhao Mo was happily thinking about how to seduce his little girl, Lu Feng spent all his time worrying about his highness.

Obviously the emperor asked him to accompany Princess Bahar, but he was fine, not only left Princess Bahar alone, but also went to the eldest lady regardless.

What if the emperor knows about this?
But this was all Lu Feng's blind worry, Zhao Mo naturally had a sense of proportion in his heart.

Dayu is the most prosperous on Ping'an Street, and there are no big shops outside of Ping'an Street.

But none of those shops met Mo Zhichu's wishes. In that case, instead of buying something casually, she might as well not buy it.After all, which item in the warehouse of the general's mansion is not better than that in this shop?

At the beginning of Mo, he could only hope for the small stalls along the road, or something different.

She wandered aimlessly in the street and looked at all the stalls along the road, but no matter what she saw, Mo Zhichu always felt that it was not appropriate to give it to grandpa.

In a small alley in the north of the city, Mo Zhichu found a wine shop that he had never seen before.

The wine shop is located at the entrance of the alley on the side of the road, and the shopkeeper of this wine shop is also an idea.The wine-making stove is placed in the store, and the stove is burning during the day, and the dull smell of fermented grains can be smelled from a long distance away.

Mo Zhichu was attracted by the smell, but he walked around the store, but he couldn't find any good wine.

After all, this newly brewed wine is not as mellow and strong as the old brewed wine.

Mo Zhichu walked out of the wine shop disappointed, the sun was shining and the summer was very hot, so she stood under the shadow of the eaves for a while, slacking off to hide from the scorching sun.

At this moment, Mo Zhichu suddenly heard a pleasant voice from the side.

"This lady looks ruddy and looks good. But her brows are tightly furrowed, and there is a lingering worry in her brows. It seems that there is something on her mind. Why don't I let the lady do the math?"

There was a hint of teasing in that voice, and the casual word "Miss", made Mo Zhichu twitch.

Mo Zhichu followed his reputation, and as expected, he saw the silver-faced man he met not long ago.

I saw that under the shadow of the eaves next to the wine shop, a small table was placed at some point, and behind the table sat the silver-faced man.He was holding a folding fan in his hand, and he was sitting with his legs crossed.There is also a signboard next to the small table - "God operator, fortune-telling and divination".

Mo Zhichu unceremoniously rolled his bright eyes at him, turned around and prepared to leave.

But the silver-faced man seemed to have caught Mo Zhichu's braid, and when he saw that she was about to leave, he immediately yelled: "Ah! This lady! Miss, your face is red, and you must have a peach blossom marriage in the near future! Miss you……"

Mo Zhichu, who had turned around and left just now, suddenly appeared in front of the silver-faced man, stretched out his hand to grab his neck and threatened, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I will pull out your hand immediately!" Tongue?!"

The silver-faced man showed no fear at all, his eyes were still full of teasing, and he looked directly at Shang Mo Zhichu's threatening eyes.

"Ah, so it turns out that Miss doesn't want others to know your real identity? That's a slip of the tongue. Won't you come to tell the truth?"

Only then did Mo Zhichu loosen the man's neck in disgust, and the disgust in his eyes couldn't be more obvious.

She looked at the man's incomplete face, and said ruffianically: "How about I tell you a fortune first? I see that your seal is dark and your complexion is not good. If you think about it, you may have a bloody disaster in the near future. Don't be blind outside." You're dangling, go home and hide!"

Hearing this, the silver-masked man raised his hand to cover his lips and smiled and said, "Master, it's really interesting. I didn't expect you to be able to see the blackness of the lower Yintang when I wear a silver mask. You really have good eyesight."

"..."

Mo Zhichu was blocked by him for a while, she was just talking nonsense, she originally wanted to stop entangled with him, and wanted him to leave quickly, but the man turned her back and mercilessly exposed her words.

As a new youth in the 21st century who grew up healthily under the education of scientism, the worst thing is ignorance and superstition, so Mo Zhichu despises this silver-faced man very much.

Maybe it's because the disdain was too obvious, even the silver-faced man could see it.

He was not annoyed, but still smiled and said: "It seems that the young master doesn't believe me, if that's the case, how about I let the young master change his mind?"

There was nothing wrong with Mo Zhichu, and he didn't care about the two minutes. Seeing that this person seemed to want to prove himself, Mo Zhichu raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? How can I change my situation?"

"What's your trouble, son?"

"Aren't you a fortune teller? Can't you figure it out?"

The silver-masked man froze for a moment, unexpectedly meeting someone difficult to deal with.

Mo Zhichu simply walked to the small table and sat down, looked at the silver-faced man across from him and said gruffly, "Master, I want to see what you can figure out. Tell me, how do you calculate it? Copper coins or rice?"

The man on the opposite side shook his head, and said confidently: "No need, I already know about your troubles."

Mo Zhichu dragged his chin with one hand, without any expectation in his heart, and said casually: "Oh? Really? Then tell me and I'll listen."

The man smiled and said: "My son's trouble now is the choice, right? I don't know what to choose, I don't know what to choose."

When Mo Zhichu heard it, he was taken aback for a moment.

The silver-masked man just stared at her, with a little bit of expectation in his eyes, expecting that the person opposite might be amazed, and it would be best to give him a compliment.

But unexpectedly, Mo Zhichu was stunned for a moment and then sneered: "Just because of you, you have the nerve to call it a fortune teller? What to order at the restaurant is a choice, and where to go at the next intersection is also a choice. You are so ambiguous. If so, do you have the nerve to come out and set up a stall?"

"No, I haven't finished yet, I..."

Before the silver-masked man finished speaking, Mo Zhichu grabbed him from the stool.

Mo Zhichu smiled and said with a look of refraining from swearing: "Bewitching words to confuse people, alarmist talk, and defrauding people of money, I will do justice for the heavens and send you to the Jingzhao Yamen, so that you can make a fortune for the Jingzhao government official." how?"

(End of this chapter)