Chapter Eighty-Nine: I'm a Fortune Teller

didn't wait for Pingfang to react, and then another eldest brother spoke: "My situation is similar to that of Mr. Fang, and I also have that stage." At that time, the neighbors said everything, and my wife and children couldn't hold their heads up, so it was really difficult for people to get to that time. You can't argue with people, and you can't explain to people. It is true that there are hard words, there are sufferings, and there are blessings, of course, they can't be shared, hehe.

In order to prove my innocence and success, I gritted my teeth, took out the money I earned from the first game, bought a Mercedes Benz and drove home. When I got home, I bought something and drove a Mercedes-Benz, and whoever said I said that I said a lot I would look at whom, who would pass on my evil and who would curse me, and who would curse me badly. This turn not only calmed down the storm of rumors, but also expanded its influence, and many friends were willing to do it with me. It was not less than a year before the money for the second Mercedes was earned. Ha ha.

What I share with you means is that you don't do bad things, you are not afraid of ghosts calling the door, and you can't die if you don't get sick in your stomach. No pain, no gain. Mr. Hui, I propose, how about a toast to our industry?"

"Good. Cheers to the development of our industry and the success of the two CEOs!" Hui Mingxin opened with a glass of wine. Put down the wine glass and politely greet everyone: "Please don't be polite, talk while eating." ”

"Talk about you, everyone sharing and sharing is also a contribution to the industry. Seeing that no one squeaked, Fang Feng asked a woman beside him who was a little older.

The woman smiled and shook her head, "I don't have anything to say. ”

"What are you doing?" Mr. Fang continued.

"I make tofu. The woman said.

"It's very profitable to make tofu, why don't you do it?" Mr. Fang is very good at guiding people.

"What kind of money do you make, it's not hard enough to make that money. You don't know that we make tofu, and you have to get up in the middle of the night to grind the bean foam paste. One grinds the bean foam paste, and the other burns the cauldron. After grinding the bean foam paste, you have to press out the dregs bag by bag with a cloth bag.

It's a hard job, and you have to press hard. When the dregs are finished and the water is boiling, pour the bean foam into a large pot and bring it to a boil before sizing. Slowly wait for the soybean milk in the pot to become bean curd and bean brain, and then scoop it into the mold covered with cage cloth and press it one by one.

It took more than an hour to press it out, and it took two or three hours to get bright. When the tofu was sold, half a day passed. When you're done, pick and soak beans, and get up again in the middle of the night to grind beans. I didn't make that little money in vain, not enough to stuff my teeth. ”

"Then how did you get here?" Mr. Fang continued to guide.

"A cousin of mine saw that I was working hard to make tofu and that I was not making money, so he said to me that there was a new machine invented in this place, and as long as the beans were picked and the beans were refilled, the tofu would come out.

As soon as I heard that there was such a machine, if we got one back, it wouldn't be a big deal. And he came. The woman said with some embarrassment.

"How about coming, it's better than making tofu, right?" asked Mr. Fang with a smile.

"It's much stronger, just not quite the same as he said. "The woman is very honest.

"What's different? Isn't it made into tofu? Mr. Fang began to tease her.

"Tofu can't be made, but it's similar to the way he said to make tofu. The woman teased him, too.

"How is it almost the same method, and there are similar things to making tofu?" Fang Feng didn't quite understand.

"What he said was that if this head went into the bean, the other head of tofu would come out. But what I did was that I added some money to this end, and more money came out of the other end. "I didn't expect the woman to come up with a big humor at the end. Everyone applauded in unison and toasted her.

Putting down the glass, the woman said, "I'm nothing, he's interesting." She gestured to a man across from her.

"Yes. Tell me how interesting you are. Mr. Fang began to guide the next one again.

"I can't say it, I can't say it. I don't really have much to say. The man staggered backwards as he excused, as if he was ready to evacuate.

"Did you do something ugly? Mr. Fang began to provoke him.

"No, no. Do you think we look like people who do ugly things?" the man began to argue.

"If you haven't done something ugly, you can't say anything. Either that's something unsightly. "Fang is pressing step by step.

"That's even more, absolutely not. Why don't you ask my wife? The man was in a hurry.

"I know how many wives you have, so she can tell the truth if you ask which wife you have. Mr. Fang made a joke.

"The conscience of heaven and earth is just a wife. My wife is my aunt's cousin, and she is really a person. "The man is real.

"What are you anxious about, I'm not checking my account. Haha, I just want you to tell you about it, do you have a blessing to share. Mr. Fang said happily.

"Then I'll talk about it, don't laugh at people. The man saw that he couldn't hide, so he first took a sip of his wine glass: "I'll strengthen my courage first." ”

"I'm a fortune teller. He stopped.

The wine field, which was still noisy, was shocked by his words, and suddenly fell silent. They all quieted down to hear what he said, but he said nothing. At this time, Fang Feng came out again: "Hurry up, don't sell it, you will make everyone anxious." ”

"Hehe, I can't say it, you don't believe it. I'm such a fortune teller. I used to set up a stall next to our park, and someone must have seen me. ”

When he said this, Gu Lan looked at it, and it was really the fortune teller who was setting up a stall next to the park. At this time, Hui Mingxin also recognized it, and said in surprise: "It's really you." You're pretty good at fortune telling, when did you get here?"

Hearing Hui Mingxin ask, the fortune teller sighed: "Hey, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck, it's a long story." As you know, I have a nickname called Mr. Iron Mouth, which has two meanings.

One means that I am accurate, and the other is that I am telling the truth. Because I am accurate, I dare to tell the truth, and because I am honest, I seem to be accurate. Originally, I was famous and prosperous in that area. Later, didn't we create a civilized city there, saying that our industry was feudal superstition and had to be banned.

I took the I Ching gossip and said to them, this is not superstition, it is science. They confiscated my book, and they still threw me out of my stall. I don't set up a stall anymore, I have nothing to do every day, so I go to the park to watch chess and poker play.

I looked at it and met an acquaintance. That's what I used to tell him, because I calculated it accurately for him, and then we became friends. When asked why I didn't count the hexagrams, I told him about the creation of the city. As soon as he heard that the West is not bright and the East is bright, take your belongings, and I will take you to a place and make you famous all over the world. And they brought me here. ”