Super Great Fortune Teller

With a sigh, Wang Qian went outside the villa and walked towards the truck.

These two jadeite raw materials ushered in two waves of enemies tonight.

If Wang Qian didn't have so many strange treasures around him, if Wang Qian didn't keep a strict guard, if Wang Qian was just an ordinary geomantic omen physiologist, even if he tried his best to defend here tonight, others would destroy the geomantic omen props.

Standing in the carriage, Wang Qian looked at the two pieces of emerald stone in the carriage.

The two jadeite stones are 1.5 meters high and look like two irregular cylinders wrapped with stone skins.

, as like as two peas, the two columns are exactly alike.

Before Wang Qian went to one of the columns, there was a trace of black air in the stone skin.

Wang Qian used his own skill, a trace of Yang Qi entered the jade material, and pulled out the black Qi.

Then these black Qi were pulled out and became a wisp of ghost Qi, which disappeared without a trace under Wang Qian's hand.

These are two pieces of black gas left by Zhou Bingjie.

although it is not a big deal now, when Wang Qian is going to do what he is doing tomorrow, the black energy will block the explosion of the internal energy essence when using the energy of these two stones.

It can be said that Wang Qian's previous arrangement may be destroyed.

After all this, Wang Qian took out a talisman from his pocket again.

Wang Qian bit his finger and put it on the talisman. At that time, there was a burst of blood light in the talisman.

The whole courtyard of the villa was shrouded in the bloody light. After all this, Wang Qian went back to his room.

There was nothing to say for a night, and the next day it was dawn, and there was a brake sound outside the villa.

Then the voice of ruohongzhong came in: "Master Wang! I haven't had breakfast yet. Let's go and take you to Chuzhou, the most popular restaurant! "

With the greeting of Mr. Lin, all the people in the room appeared.

Only an Hongdou to guard that silly Zhao Ji.

Now an Hongdou can't escape because of Ji Xiangchuan's law.

As for Ji Xiangchuan, an Hongdou is 100 people who surrender and dare not complain at all.

Wang Qian, monk, Su Su and Ji Xiangchuan get on a lengthened business car.

Today, Mr. Lin didn't let the driver drive his own Rolls Royce or Bentley because he wanted to go out for dinner. Because the car was too publicity oriented, Mr. Lin also knew that Wang Qian was the kind of person who didn't like publicity.

With the start of the car, after seven turns and eight turns, he finally came to a market in Chuzhou City.

This is a farmer's market.

Although the genius is dim, the farmers' market is full of people.

The old men and women who get up early to buy vegetables occupy the farmers' market.

But in this noisy environment, Mr. Lin did not show any discomfort. Today, he is wearing a very simple coat and ordinary cloth pants.

If it's not pleasant to say that other people wear a long coat, Lin's long coat is exactly the same as that of a fortune teller.

Master Zhang followed Wang Qian and said, "Master Wang! I found that this farmers' market is full of dragon spirit. I really didn't expect that this dragon vein farmers' market could also live on the dragon vein! "

Master Zhang observed very carefully and found the difference of this farmers' market.

Mr. Lin walked in front of him. He heard Master Zhang's words and said with a smile: "Master Zhang's words are true. This farmer's market is built on the dragon vein, and it's also the best piece of land. The business here is prosperous, and there is a wonton company that makes it very good. The wonton just cooked has thin skin and big stuffing, and although the skin is thin, it's very biting. Oh, speaking of that The old man's saliva is about to come down in the room

Mr. Lin is walking ahead.

Led the people to a snack bar.

This small shop is a storefront separated by glass structure in the farmer's market.

The store is not impressive, but even so, it is crowded in the morning with only one table left.

"Oh, Mr. Lin, you are here too! My grandfather has been waiting for you for a long time A young man came to say hello to Mr. Lin.

I miss the old wonton, but I just nodded his head today

"Good! Mr. Lin, you wait! " After that, the young man went to the back kitchen to prepare food.

Wang Qian and others did not wait long.

Several bowls of wonton were served.

There is a curl of mist on the top of the wonton. With the coriander in the wonton, people will be shocked and have a good appetite after smelling it.

Wang Qian picked up a spoon and took a sip of the soup. His eyes suddenly showed a bright color.

"How's it going? I didn't lie to you, old man He was surprised to see Wang Qian's face.Wang Qian and others also nodded frequently.

It has to be said that this wonton is one of the few delicacies Wang Qian has ever eaten.

Compared with the delicacies of those star hotels, Wang Qian was more comfortable.

After eating a bowl of wonton, Wang Qian got up.

However, Mr. Lin was not in a hurry.

Immediately a young man came and poured a pot of tea.

Smelling the special aroma of Longjing before the rain, Wang Qian sat down slowly, and his eyes flashed Jing mang.

Then it didn't take long.

An old man with a white beard appeared.

As soon as the old man appeared, he came to the table where Mr. Lin and Wang Qian were sitting.

Mr. Lin said hello to the man.

"Ouyang Yibo, you old boy, I guess you made the wonton today!" Lin said with a smile.

"Ouyang Yibo?"

Wang Qian was a little curious when he heard the name from old Lin.

To be honest, he seems to have heard the name somewhere before.

"Ouyang Yibo? Yibo? Are you the owner of the Ouyang family? " All of a sudden, Wang Qian remembered where the name of Ouyang Yibo had been heard.

Ouyang Yibo nodded and laughed.

Today, he was wearing the simplest apron, the most plain trousers, and his hands were stained with face.

Wang Qian did not expect that the owner of the Ouyang family would like this.

"How's it going? boy? This bowl of wonton is made for you by a man with a fortune of 100 billion! ha-ha! Few people in Chuzhou have ever eaten it. "

"Mr. Lin is joking. It's just my hobby. When I was a child, my family was poor, so I learned the craft of wonton. I've been in Chuzhou for so many years, and the first pot of money I've earned is from wonton stall. It's hard to put down a lot of things when I get old." Ouyang Yibo said with a trace of memory on his face.

Wang Qian also nodded his head when he heard Ouyang Yibo's words.

When he was at the Taoist temple with the mad Taoist, the craftsmanship of the mad Taoist could be described as disgusting.

But now I think of it, Wang Qian always thinks that in the old Taoist temple, what he eats is the most fragrant.

"Well, Master Wang, there's something I want to discuss with you, old man." Ouyang Yibo said to Wang Qian.