Super Great Fortune Teller

Wang Qian said after the boss will not say, and then continue to say: "the boss."

"Boss? There's something interesting about you When the old man heard Wang Qian call him the eldest, a smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this smile, even an Hongdou was infected.

I have to say that some people usually don't look great, but once he shows a smile, you will know his real charm.

"Where are the salesmen here?" Wang Qian asked his doubts

it's time to go to work, but there is no one in this shop.

He looked at the old man and didn't look like a salesman.

"Salesman? Boy, if you want to buy something, what kind of salesman do you have to find? Come and sit down. I'd like to see what a young man like you wants to buy when he comes to this medical equipment store? " The old man said with a smile.

Wang Qian also shook his head slightly when he heard the old man's words.

Just sit down. There's still time.

It's good to have a chat with this funny old man.

"The boss, if you don't let me buy things, what are you doing here? Is it just sitting here drinking tea? " Wang Qian asked.

After hearing Wang Qian's words, the old man just laughed. That's right: "I came here to drink tea."

"I'll pour you a drink!" Then the old man picked up the teapot on the table.

The teapot is very elegant. It's Jianzhan from Fujian.

What Jianzhan pays attention to is its splendor.

The shape of the teacup is very ordinary, but the dyeing of the teacup is exaggerated, just like the nebula in the sky.

If you don't like the teacup, you will find it a little fancy, but if you like it, you will appreciate every trace of gradual change of color.

The old man poured half a cup of tea for Wang Qian.

Wang Qian lifted the cup, and then a light and elegant fragrance of tea entered Wang Qian's nose.

In front of Wang Qian's eyes, there was a flash: "good tea!"

"Ha ha, I know something about it. Do you know what kind of tea it is?" The old man's eyes are full of trial.

Wang Qian looked at the red tea, with a trace of doubt on his face and said, "isn't it Dahongpao?"

The old man gave a proud smile: "Dahongpao? What's the point of drinking something like that for the rich? This is the tea I picked and planted myself. Dahongpao can buy it. I really can't buy it in the market. I stir fry the tea myself! "

When Wang Qian heard the old man say this, his face immediately showed a look of respect.

He took the cup in his hand and tasted it gently.

Sure enough, it is different from the aroma of Dahongpao. Although the aroma of tea in the teacup is pungent, the taste is very light.

Just like a plain but slightly bitter life.

Seeing Wang Qian's face, the old man showed his appreciation: "boy, I think you are also a tea lover. You can come here to have tea when you have a chance in the future."

When an Hongdou saw that Wang Qian and the old man had already got involved in the tea ceremony there, she stamped her feet in a hurry.

"Master Wang, what should we do? What should I do? It's half past nine. It's noon... "

"No hurry." Seeing an Hongdou's appearance, Wang Qian shook his head and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. Don't worry, it's just a set of silver needles for acupuncture? Even if it's not sold here, it will be sold in other stores. How about we go after I finish this cup of tea? "

After hearing what Wang Qian said, an Hongdou finally felt relieved.

She was most afraid that Wang Qian and the old man would not finish drinking. She could not tell when he was going to talk.

I didn't expect that when the old man heard that Wang Qian was coming to buy acupuncture and silver needles, his face immediately showed a look of interest: "so. Are you here today to buy silver needles for acupuncture? "

"Yes, old Big. " Wang Qian said awkwardly.

He found that the old man had a special power when he was serious.

The old man stroked the white beard under his forehead and said with a trace of curiosity: "I see your face and bone age are less than 25 years old. I think you will be 23 years old this year."

Wang Qian said with a smile: "boss, I am 22 years old."

"So young? I don't know who I'm going to learn from. Do you have a master? Or the acupuncture skill handed down by the family? " The old man is already showing excited eyes.

Wang Qian thought of his master, sighed and said: "I'm a master who has inherited from me. As for my master's name, it's really inconvenient to mention. Besides, the master's old man has gone away with a crane, and I don't want to one day, if I fail, it will affect the master's reputation."

"Ha ha, you have some meaning. Unlike some people who have learned a little bit from their master, you come out to see a doctor. If something goes wrong, his master's reputation will be ruined."

While they were talking, Wang Qian heard a string of footsteps coming from behind the counter.A chubby little girl with a ponytail came to the old man with a box in her hand: "old Qian, this is your silver needle."

Seeing Wang Qian sitting there drinking tea with Qian Lao, and seeing an Hongdou standing beside him, the little girl asked curiously, "Qian Lao, is this the apprentice you mentioned?"

It turned out that the old man's surname was Qian, which Wang Qian thought.

Well, "old Qian." He let out a cry.

Wang Qian heard old Qian, and black lines appeared on his face at that time.

When did he become Qian's Apprentice? Is this old man too shameless?

"I said, Mr. Qian, when did I become your apprentice?" Wang Qian looks at old Qian with an incredible look on his face.

Hearing Wang Qian's denial, Qian said, "well, he's not my apprentice."

When the girl heard that old Qian said, she seemed to have seen it before. She chuckled and said, "old Qian, you know how to tease others!"

"You little girl, go back and sell your silver needles!" Old Qian pretended to be angry.

Wang Qian, on the other hand, focused on the box in Qian's hand.

It's a 20 centimeter square box.

The medicine of the box is very particular, but it is the purest mahogany.

Some auspicious cloud patterns are carved around the box.

The box is also locked by a silver lock.

"Mr. Qian, you are in this box..." When Wang Qian saw the box, he used his own spiritual sense to feel it, and a aura came from the box.

The silver needle in the old man's hand is absolutely a treasure handed down from generation to generation.

Moreover, this silver needle has definitely experienced many of the most valuable medicinal materials soaking. For example, this silver needle is really available, so Wang Qian thought about it at that time.

"What are you doing? Don't you say it's not my apprentice? Yes? As soon as I met my baby, I began to think about my silver needle? " When Qian Lao heard Wang Qian's words, he hugged his box.

It seems that he is afraid that Wang Qian will take it away.