Asking you to tell fortunes will destroy people's mentality.

As soon as Zhao Fan walked out of the door, he heard a fierce quarrel from the pancake fruit stall next to him.

It turned out that the boss was arguing with a fashionably dressed yellow-haired teenager, and both of them were red-faced.

Zhao Fan asked a little puzzled: "Uncle Li, what's the matter? Why are you arguing?" Uncle Li

saw Zhao Fan coming over and immediately said: "Xiao Zhao, you came just in time, you come to comment, this kid wants to eat and don't give money!"

The yellow-haired young man next to him was suddenly unhappy: "You fart, I'll go all the way, as soon as you open your mouth, ask me for 5 pancake fruit money."

"You're not forcing consumption, but directly robbing money!" Uncle

Li was also anxious at this time: "I have been selling pancakes and fruits on this street for so long, and I have always been a child."

"Whoever eats my pancakes has to give a thumbs up.

"How could I lie to you!" Zhao

Fan couldn't stand it anymore, and if he continued to quarrel like this, it would be endless.

"Uncle Li, how did you just beckon him to come and buy

pancakes and fruits?" Uncle Li said, "Just like usual, I saw him coming, so I immediately asked him, 'A set of pancakes and fruits?'" "

He didn't refuse, and kept saying 'yes, yes, yes'.

"To make sure, I asked him five times in a row, 'What about a set of pancakes?'

" "He still said, 'I want it,' and even danced and said, 'I want it all.'"

At this time, the young yellow hair couldn't help it: "I want everything, what I said is 'Chek trouble'."

At this time, Zhao Fan knew what was going on, and was a little speechless, and it turned out that these two people had a misunderstanding for a long time.

Uncle Li was asking Huang Mao if he wanted pancakes and fruits, and Huang Mao thought that Uncle Li was talking to him about the lyrics.

In addition, Uncle Li was already a little behind his ears, and he heard the 'Cheke trouble' in Huang Mao's mouth as 'all wants'.

Under the mediation of Zhao Fan, the two also knew that it was a misunderstanding, and both parties were responsible for this matter.

So in the end, Huang Mao agreed to buy 3 pancakes and fruits.

Although Zhao Fan ate the braised pork sent by Aunt Liu just now, he was still a little hungry.

So I bought Uncle Li's remaining 2 pancakes.

Glancing at the fortune-telling booth next door, Zhao Fan didn't find the young fortune-telling priest.

Only a small stall remains, and the most conspicuous thing is a banner.

It reads, "Ask the destiny of heaven, refer to the lost, calculate the fortune, and measure the good luck".

The title of Zhao Fan's live broadcast room uses these words.

Zhao Fan couldn't think of a good title during the live broadcast before, so he took it for reference.

After all, this is ready-made, and there is no need to use it in vain.

Zhao Fan asked Uncle Li a little puzzled: "Uncle Li, where is that young Taoist priest?"

Uncle Li thought for a while and said, "This is not clear, he asked me to help take a look at the stall, and then he didn't know where to go."

"He's like this all the time, and it's a long time since he disappears.

"I guess I went to work outside to work part-time! I would have starved to death by relying on this stall."

Zhao Fan was speechless and didn't know what to say for a while.

The deepest impression left by this little Taoist priest on Zhao Fan was two words: carry hunger.

His fortune-telling stall business is even more bleak than Zhao Fan's fruit stall.

When Zhao Fan is hungry, he can still eat a few fruits to satisfy his hunger, but this little Taoist priest really sits there and closes his eyes to recuperate, and he can go without eating for a day.

People fishing guys are a stick and a pack of cigarettes, and they sit all day.

This little Taoist priest is more powerful than them, sitting on a bench for a day, closing his eyes and recuperating for another day.

Zhao Fan came to this fortune-telling stall, and it didn't seem to be anything special.

A bench and a small table, the table is laid with a yin-yang diagram, on which is placed a bamboo tube with bamboo sticks.

Other than that, there was only a banner next to it.

Just when Zhao Fan wanted to go back, an old man in his 60s suddenly came.

"Can you tell fortunes here?"

Zhao Fan just wanted to tell the uncle that the stall owner had something to go out, after all, this stall was not his own.

But Zhao Fan inadvertently saw a wisp of black gas between the uncle's eyebrows, and it seemed that there should be a catastrophe in the near future.

If it is not resolved, I am afraid that my life will be in danger.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Fan still sat on the small bench, and seeing each other is fate, so let's help! Zhao Fan

motioned for the uncle to sit on another stool, and then casually opened the live broadcast room on his mobile phone.

After all, live broadcast can not only increase popularity, but also get a lot of gifts.

As soon as the live broadcast started, the barrage in the live broadcast room was frantically swiping.

"The anchor is on the live broadcast again

?" "What do you see I found

?" "The anchor can come and leave whenever he wants, right?"

"The anchor starts broadcasting at a more irregular time than my girlfriend comes to relatives."

"How did the anchor change the outdoor live broadcast, look at this stall is really like that.

"If the anchor wears another robe, it will be more like!"

......

Zhao Fan explained to the barrage: "This is not my stall, the stall owner is out, I will borrow it for the time being."

"In this live broadcast, I will tell fortunes offline, if you want to tell fortunes, don't brush gifts. The

barrage in the live broadcast room responded.

"is worthy of being an anchor, and even occupying other people's stalls is so arrogant.

"It's a pity, I still want to find the anchor to calculate a hexagram for me.

"Sounds good, so that many people who don't watch live broadcasts can also find the anchor to tell their fortunes.

After the broadcast, Zhao Fan didn't talk to the netizens in the live broadcast room anymore, but turned his head to look at the uncle in front of him.

"Uncle, what do you want to count?"

Uncle was stunned for a moment before he spoke:

"Actually, I don't know what to count, but after I got up this morning."

"My right eyelid was beating all the time, and I always felt like something bad was going to happen.

"There is a saying among the people that the left eye jumps wealth and the right eye jumps disaster, in order to seek peace of mind.

"So I wanted to find a fortune teller to do the math for me."

"I happened to pass by you and there was a fortune-telling booth here, so I came here.

As soon as the uncle finished speaking, the netizens in the live broadcast room were not calm.

"This should be an omen, maybe something will really happen!"

"There is some truth in some folk rumors.

"Last time I was also a right eyelid jump, I didn't sleep well all night, I didn't fall asleep until the early hours of the morning, guess what happened in the end?"

"What's the matter? Don't say half of the upstairs!" "You're

fucking going to talk about it!

"In the end, I was too sleepy to be late for school, it's really terrible, the ancients don't lie

to me!" ", wait so long to tell me this?" "

Tell me your address, I have a gift for you." "

......

At this time, Zhao Fan frowned slightly, and then said to the old man:

"You will have a catastrophe soon, and if you can't get through, I'm afraid your life will be in danger!"