When the sky was hazy, Jiang Er got up on the kang, he had something on his mind in the first half of the night, he didn't sleep steadily, and he slept peacefully in the second half of the night, no matter how he slept with his clothes together, he missed the quilt at home, and it was uncomfortable to feel itchy with lice on his body, and he had to mix it for a few days like this, and he ate half of the leftover steamed buns last night, Jiang Er didn't wake up the Dalin brothers, and went out by himself!

I found a local product shop, bought two pieces of jute paper, a small shop selling stationery bought brushes and ink and returned to the small black house, the two brothers did not wake up, Jiang Er spread the paper on the kang, and wrote it with dots and paintings. A yin and yang fish was drawn in the middle, and four big words were written below, "Don't take a penny", these are all neat, and I went out of the small courtyard, rummaging in the tattered pile of Erlin, looking for something to sit on, and turned out a broken horse. Jiang Er went back to the house and saw that what he had just written was almost done!

In the small square as yesterday, I found a place with a fairly clean wall, and spread out the hemp paper! Maza sat down, closed his eyes, and did not speak, but just leaned against the wall and took a nap. About half an hour later, Jiang Er heard a noise in his ears, and opened his eyes, there were really six or seven people around him, Jiang Er also cheered up, coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said, "If you have something to ask, the signboard of Jiang Banxian in Waqiao Village will not be accepted, just to get married!" At this time, Jiang Er couldn't care about his face, and took the initiative to sign up, and he didn't care about his own embarrassing ass!

There were really people around who knew Jiang Er: "Isn't this Mr. Jiang Erxing from Waqiao Village? Why are you here for a fortune telling!" As soon as someone finished saying this, he heard someone start muttering in a low voice. Jiang Er didn't care about these anymore, and then said just now: "Yes, Ne is Erxing, isn't it almost August 15? ”

"Didn't you take a penny?

Jiang Er was not angry, and answered: "There is no penny here, everything is according to fate, there are those who do not endure, and you can't refuse to give a happy one, isn't it?"

There was a laugh around him, some of them started to coax, and some people pointed and pointed, Jiang Er simply stopped talking, closed his eyes again, and hummed "Nayin Song" by himself

"Jiazi Yi Chou Haizhong Jin Bingyin Ding Mao furnace fire

Wuchen Jisi large forest tree Gengwu Xinwei roadside soil

Ren Shen Gui You Jianfeng Jin Jia Yi Hai Mountain Head Fire

Bingzi Ding Chou Stream Goes into the Water Wu Yin Ji Mao Chengtou Soil ......"

After sixty Jiazi counted a lap, there was no one to take care of Jiang Er, and Jiang Er was not in a hurry, and continued to hum the "fortune-telling song"

Since ancient times, the folk have eight lines that are not profitable, and to put it bluntly, they are eight livelihoods without capital, "divination in the clear case, and the road of warblers and sparrows". These eight lanes. The first four are all inherited by teachers, relying on their mouths, and they can also buy and sell in the hall. The last four go in the dark, relying on courage, and most of them are shady livelihoods. These eight major banks are involved in each other, but they are not in the same way, and they cannot do serial trading, that is to say, if you are in trouble, you can ask me for help, I recognize your door, but you can't do my livelihood and steal my job. Of course, after the founding of the People's Republic of China and liberation, there were none of these eight lines, and some were banned, such as Ming, Bu, and Zhan. Some were exterminated, and the warbler bee road. Some of them have become art and have been put on the hall, like that case.

Jiang Yuanlin Jiang Banxian was originally a person from Hunyuan County, who inherited his father, is this Ming faction, the so-called Ming, for the sun and the moon, Yin and Yang, that is, the folk Mr. Yin and Yang, North China is called the second house, the ancestor of worship is the Song Dynasty's Fang La, mainly in charge of the feng shui layout, Yin and Yang two houses, red and white ceremonies, the Ming faction of the Eight Classics is regardless of fortune telling, fortune telling is the way of the Zhan faction, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Jiang Yuanlin's father Jiang Kongming was criticized in the streets, he was old and did not fight, and he was frightened, and he returned to his hometown (died) in less than half a month. Jiang Yuanlin didn't plan to do this business, rolled up the cover and escaped from Hunyuan County with his third brother Jiang Yuanxin, and settled in the eaves village in this Yanzhou mining area. gave birth to two children, Daxing and Erxing, originally wanted to pass on this craft to Daxing, but Daxing was washed away by the flood when he was six years old, leaving only Erxing, the only seedling, when Erxing was seven or eight years old, Jiang Yuanlin took Erxing to do red and white ceremonies, and sent the grave to make a living. Jiang Er has been rendering since he was a child, and when he was fifteen or sixteen, the craftsmanship of the second house was also played.

Originally, the second house was not a fortune teller, the whole is the feng shui layout, the knowledge of the yin and yang two houses, but the second house also has its own set of "one broken gold" formula, relying on this set of "one broken gold" can also fool people, laymen do not understand, and they think that the second house has fortune-telling skills. Jiang Er is now forced to have no choice, so he wants to use the ability of "one break gold" to ask for a few happy money.

It was close to noon, and the people in the small square dispersed in twos and threes, and Jiang Er was also about to pack up and go back to the small black house, at this time a man in his forties came, who looked sven, wore glasses, and was neatly dressed, like a cultural person. Seeing that Jiang Er's stall was empty, he came over: "Mr. Xiao is not busy?"

Jiang Er responded: "Don't be busy, do you have something?"

The man looked left and right to see that there was no one left, and said: "If there is something, Mr. Ne will ask the boss (daughter-in-law) ......."

"Stop, don't say it, you know!" Jiang Er motioned to the man with his hand not to speak, and then pinched his fingers and counted the riddles, and recited a mantra that Yunshan Wushu couldn't understand. After a while, Jiang Er stared at the man and said, "You are asking about the child, this matter, it's not you!"

The man was stunned at that time, and couldn't help shouting: "God, God, God, little gentleman?"

Jiang Er said hehehe: "Ne is not a fairy yet, this thing is not easy to do." The man listened, and his originally high mood instantly became depressed, and he took out two yuan from his pocket, handed it to Jiang Er and said, "Mr. Xiao bothered, there is no way to treat it, after so many years, it doesn't matter." ”

Jiang Er confiscated the money and pointed to the big characters on the hemp paper: "I don't charge a penny." When the man heard this, he put the two dollars on the hemp paper and turned to leave.

Jiang Er said in a low voice: "Ne is not an immortal, but Ne is a second house, and I don't know if this feng shui layout works!"

When the man heard this, he quickly turned around, pondered for a while, and hurriedly said, "Little sir, this meal has arrived, why don't you eat? Let's go, go to Ne's house to eat!"

Jiang Er's heart blossomed, and he secretly said in his heart: "This is the effect I want." He got up and rolled up the hemp paper, picked up the horse, and said, "Okay, I'm really hungry!"