When leaving the Song family, Shi Yiwen's footsteps were a little floating, although he was drunk, his mind was very clear.

Again, he was thinking in his mind, today's events.

Four-component.

Just gave it to the Song family.

Why give up the Tetradents?

Although Song Renjie made it clear that he did not want shares, it seems to be very kind. But the experience of traveling to the doctor let Shi Yiwen know that things are not as simple as he imagined, as a "foreigner" he set up a factory in Nanjing, and he needs to face many problems, with the big tree of the Song family, naturally there will be no problems, but if there is no big tree. Fear......

Whether there will be any trouble, I don't know for the time being. But what is certain is that with the Song family, at least there will be a lot less trouble. After all, the Song family is a big family in Nanjing, and even a Jinyi guard like Liu Jinjiang does not dare to disturb easily.

For himself who has no roots and no roots, it is naturally better to have such a wealthy family as a backer than to go alone. What's more, if the factory is really swallowed alone, it will be ugly.

In this world, I don't know how many people offend others because of their ugly appearance, and finally end up betraying their relatives. The Song family looks ugly, they will be dissatisfied, and they will look ugly, who can guarantee that the Song family will not hold a grudge?

The so-called kindness...... It's not necessarily reliable!

It is not advisable to spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

But the heart of guarding against others is indispensable.

"Song Qiyu took her daughter-in-law and children back to her parents' house......"

Thinking of the whereabouts he learned during the banquet, and secretly thinking about the truth and falsehood, Shi Yiwen suddenly heard someone shouting loudly in front of him: "Fortune telling, Zhuge God counts, one hexagram and one or two ......"

Hearing the sound, a fortune teller walked towards him with a hemp flag, this person was full of long beards, although he was only a middle-aged man, but he looked a little fairy-like.

One hexagram or two!

This price is sky-high!

In the past, when he went shopping, Shi Yiwen also met fortune tellers, but at most, people only asked for more than a dozen or dozens of dollars.

This will be good, a mouth is a tael of silver.

Could it be that this man really has some Taoism?

Shi Yiwen, who was thinking about his thoughts, couldn't help but move in his heart, so he walked over directly. Facing the fortune teller, he smiled:

"Sir, how about helping me do the math?"

Seeing that the business came to the door, the fortune teller did not show a happy brow and a flattering smile on his face, but looked at Shi Yiwen for a few moments, and it seemed that he really looked a little fairy.

The fortune teller's reaction made Shi Yiwen's heart curious.

Big business came to the door, but there was no reaction.

It's a strange thing.

Puzzled, I heard the fortune teller ask:

"Whether the son looks at palmistry or measures words, the life of the son is unspeakably expensive, naturally he will not ask about the spring of Ming Chun, and there is no need to ask about fortune, he must ask about marriage."

Although Shi Yiwen is dressed as a scholar, he knows that he is a scholar at a glance, because next year is the Spring Festival, so at this time, most of the scholar's fortune-telling is for fame, and ordinary fortune tellers will definitely make no calculations. But as soon as this fortune teller opened his mouth, he vetoed the spring fortune and fortune with a "unspeakably expensive".

Hearing him say this, Shi Yiwen became more and more interested, although he had no intention of asking about marriage, but he still said with great interest.

"I don't measure words or looks, and I don't ask about marriage, so I have a few questions I want to ask, and I give the hexagram gold."

For the 21st century, of course, he doesn't believe in fortune telling, but he might as well be curious about this person.

When the fortune teller heard this, he looked at Shi Yiwen and said.

"Since the son is not a hexagram, then I can't accompany him."

After that, the fortune teller raised a banner to leave, but Shi Yiwen hurriedly stopped him and said.

"Didn't I say that? Hexagram gold is given. ”

"It's a fortune teller below, an iron mouth fortune teller, since the son is not a hexagram, this hexagram naturally can't be collected!"

Get!

Finally, Shi Yiwen saw what personality is.

There is character, I like it!

casually took out a piece of silver, for the just got tens of thousands of taels of silver, he naturally started to be not short of this money, and now he has money! Dragging the silver in his hand, Shi Yiwen smiled.

"Do you have a lottery here? I'll draw a lot. ”

The fortune teller glanced at the silver ingot in Shi Yiwen's hand, and it was enough to have ten taels of silver.

"Childe, there is a lot of hexagram gold."

"How much is it, it should be regarded as a reward."

"You don't have to reward the silver, one hexagram or two, and one will cut it to find the son."

After that, the fortune teller took out a bamboo tube from the line, and then took out a skewer and put it in the tube, Shi Yiwen took the bamboo tube, and secretly thought to himself:

"Could it be that this person really has some Taoism?"

Doubting in his heart, Shi Yiwen picked up the bamboo tube and shook it a few times, and a stick fell to the ground.

Before he could bend down, the fortune teller took the initiative to pick it up for him and respectfully handed it to him. Shi Yiwen took it and took a look, only to see that it was written on the sign.

"Song Taizu yellow robe plus, the heavens and the earth open up a good relationship, the day is auspicious and everything is good, if you get this sign, it is not a small matter, and the emperor will declare it."

The signature made Shi Yiwen surprised.

What the hell is this?

Although it will not be unsigned, how can you not know what "Yellow Robe Plus" and "Emperor Xuan" are. Holding a bamboo stick in his hand, Shi Yiwen secretly thought: Is this really a hint from God?

For a while, the whole person was crazy there.

The fortune teller only thought that Shi Yiwen had drawn a bad lot, so he persuaded him next to him.

"Childe, didn't you win the lottery, in fact, this destiny ......"

Before the fortune teller could finish chattering, he looked at the signature and immediately exclaimed.

"Yikes!"

An exclamation called Shi Yiwen back to his soul, and saw that the fortune teller was looking at him in amazement, his left thumb and other fingers pinched, and his face was full of panic.

Before Shi Yiwen could react, the fortune teller hurriedly stuffed the silver into Shi Yiwen's hand.

"Childe's life is really expensive, not a villain can be calculated, the heavenly machine cannot be revealed, the heavenly machine cannot be leaked, this silver is returned to the childe, farewell, farewell ......"

Without even waiting for Shi Yiwen to speak, the fortune teller hurriedly ran into the distance.

What's going on?

Holding the silver in his hand, Shi Yiwen stood on the street in amazement, looking at the back of the fortune teller, Shi Yiwen's eyes were full of surprise, and he even thought to himself...... Could it be that the fortune teller really calculated his own fate?

At this moment, countless thoughts rolled in Shi Yiwen's mind, and many heroes of time-traveling novels emerged how to dominate in the past.

Don't...... This is my fate?

At least for a moment, Shi Yiwen's heart moved, and even his breathing became short.

Be an emperor!

Can I be an emperor?

Lives are unspeakably expensive!

Don't divulge it!

Emperor!

Domination of the world!

Three thousand beauties!

……

In addition to being excited, when Shi Yiwen was about to put the silver in his hand in his purse, he unintentionally glanced at the silver in his hand, his eyes opened slightly, and his expression immediately became exciting.

"Are you ......?"

When the words came to his lips, looking at the "silver" in his hand, thinking of his reaction, Shi Yiwen felt that he was really funny.

"I'll go, just this little skill of carving insects can deceive you, what the hell is unspeakably expensive, it's a liar......"

In addition to laughing at himself, he casually threw the fake silver in his hand to the side of the road.

What a god counts, he is a liar!