Business here is booming, but the business of Zhang Tiezui in the City God Temple is not very good.

Xiaodao Tong Mingyue looked out for a moment, then turned back to Zhang Tiezui and said, "Master, the two old grasshoppers and little grasshoppers in autumn you said are still jumping happily!" ”

Zhang Tiezui was depressed, but he was ridiculed by Xiao Daotong like this, and he was even more annoyed: "What kind of jump, how can I not know what skills Liuda Lao'er has?!" ”

"It's not the old man, it's his son!"

"Son? The descendant surnamed Liu? Zhang Tiezui remembered Liu Wenyang's appearance.

"It's him. I heard that he is fascinated by fortune-telling, and many people outside are spreading that he has obtained the true essence of the Liu family, and he is exquisite, accurate, and god! ”

"Holy!" Zhang Tiezui burst into a foul mouth, "Look how I clean him up!" Then he instructed Xiao Daotong, "Go, change the price of our disguise!" ”

"How?"

"The minimum is ten yuan, and it is changed to eight yuan!"

"Yes!" Xiao Daotong got the order, hurriedly ran out, took a brush and licked it on the tip of his tongue, then stood on tiptoe, crossed the ten texts on the signboard, and wrote an eight next to it.

Not to mention, this trick "price reduction" has an immediate effect. Fortune tellers soon increased when they entered the temple.

After all, Zhang Tiezui's reputation is outside, coupled with the warmth inside the Chenghuang Temple, it looks high-grade, and some wealthy people are still willing to spend more money to come here to see fortune telling.

After all, as the saying goes, you get what you pay for!

There are still many people who think that Zhang Tiezui's physiognomy skills are good.

However, the good times did not last long, and Liu Wenyang's fortune-telling outside became more and more accurate, and his reputation was getting better and better, and he was already recognized by the big guy as "the most powerful and representative new god of the City God Temple". Many people began to involuntarily run to his stall to tell fortunes, so that they could see their fortunes before the Chinese New Year and so on.

The number of customers in the City God Temple has dropped sharply again.

……

"It's terrible, master, I'm going to die! It's really going to die! Xiaodao Tong Mingyue ran over in a panic.

"Dead what die? Your master and I are living well! Hurry up and close your crow's mouth! Zhang Tiezui reprimanded.

"Bah, I said nonsense!" Mingyue spat on the ground.

"Look at what you look like, what kind of body you have become! How do I usually teach you, to be calm when you encounter things, calm and understand? Just don't panic, don't panic, walk steadily, speak in an orderly manner, and speak calmly...... Okay, what the hell is going on? Zhang Tiezui said angrily.

Xiaodao Tong Mingyue wiped a handful of snot, made a calm and unhurried little appearance, and said: "That's the case, I went out to take a look just now, the outside is snowy, covered in silver, pilgrims are weaving, and the New Year's breath is coming......"

Zhang Tiezui frowned: "Why so much nonsense!" Getting to the point! ”

"Our customers have all run to the front stall!" Mingyue immediately said.

"Ah, what?" Zhang Tiezui couldn't be calm anymore. "Can you see clearly?"

"Of course, I can see it clearly, there is Master Zhang on West Street, Zhao Xianggong on East Street, and Granny Xu on the north side...... Mingyue Bao said a large number of people like flowers.

The more Zhang Tiezui listened, the more frightened he felt, these people were all old customers on his roster, how could they run over to look at the fortune-telling stalls on the street?

"How's that good?" Zhang Tiezui paced with his hands behind his back.

"How's that good?" Dao Tong Mingyue followed behind her ass and also took her back and stride.

"Go, change the eight cents to six cents!" Zhang Tiezui turned his head and said.

"Yes!" Mingyue slipped through the smoke, familiar with the road, took a brush to cross the eight characters on the signboard outside the door, and then wrote a six on the other side.

However, for a long time, I didn't see any effect.

There were only a few people in front of the fortune-telling booth with Zhang Tiezui, and the originally busy Taoist boy was about to shoot flies.

"Go, change the six cents to three cents!" In the end, Zhang Tiezui made a lot of effort, and he had to turn over and overwhelm the Liu family father and son no matter what.

"Yes!" Xiao Daotong arched his hand, and as soon as he slipped away, he took the brush and ran to the signboard, but when he saw this disguise, he was distressed. It turns out that after several crosses and fork modifications, the whole guise has been graffitied out of shape, and the most difficult thing is that the price place has long become a big face, and there is no space for writing.

What to do?!

Xiaodao Tong Mingyue snorted, frowned, thought for a while, and then had an idea, picked up the pen and smeared all the price pieces into ink, and then took the red cinnabar, and wrote a "three" in the black area!

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the inside of the city god is even darker, as if Zhang Shenxiang is extremely lonely and lonely.

Zhang Tiezui originally thought that the price was on par with the Liujia stall, and the business could turn around immediately, but he waited left and right, and he didn't see the crowd flocking, and the crowd he fantasized about was weaving, and there was not even a ghost in the long queue.

It hurts my self-esteem so much!

Zhang Shenxiang feels like the biggest brand in the capital, the original prostitution is higher than the sky, and now it has automatically reduced the price to become the kiln sister of the Hutong, the prostitution is low, but no one cares!

What kind of world is this?!

There are still no people who know the goods!

Zhang Tiezui is extremely bitter in his heart, and the crotch of his pants is extremely painful!

"Master, do you want to close the door? It's getting dark! Xiaodao Tong Mingyue looked at Zhang Tiezui, who had a very strange expression, and asked.

"Wait a little longer, maybe someone will come."

"Oh." Mingyue promised and went to get busy.

After another half of tea, Mingyue asked again: "There is almost no one outside, do you want to close the door?" ”

Zhang Tiezui sighed, "It's off, it's not too early, let's eat!" ”

"Hey!" Mingyue replied cheerfully.

……

The wick of the oil lamp beeped, and the light and shadow flickered.

Looking at the meal in front of him, Zhang Tiezui's mood couldn't be happier.

Because he was invited by the City God Temple Temple to come to the "VIP on the stage", Zhang Tiezui's food has always been good, although not every meal of big fish and meat, but also four dishes and one soup, and occasionally a meal.

Of course, these meals are linked to his work performance, and according to the contract written by the temple and him, the fortune-telling money earned every day is divided into six or four accounts. Now Zhang Tiezui doesn't say hello, and the price of fortune telling drops again and again, so the quality of his food will also drop again and again.

Before, it was four dishes and one soup, then three dishes and one soup, then two dishes and one soup, until now there is only soup and no dishes!

Accustomed to drinking soup with dishes, I opened my iron mouth to eat slowly, and it was difficult to swallow such soup and rice.

On the contrary, Xiaodao Tong Mingyue ate with relish, holding the soup bowl, chirping and drinking beautifully, regardless of the snot flowing into the soup bowl from time to time to become a condiment for meals.

After drinking all his soup and rice in one go, Xiaodao Tong Mingyue didn't seem to be full, so he looked at Zhang Tiezui and said, "Master, are you chanting scriptures and sacrificing to God?" ”

"It's not Chinese New Year's Eve, what scripture do I recite and what god do I worship?" Zhang Tiezui didn't have a good airway.

"Then why do you leave your rice bowl still and still have words in your mouth?"

"I can't eat it, and I wasn't chanting the scriptures just now, but sighing!"

"Oh, I see." Mingyue looked like she was in a trance, and then asked: "If you don't eat, can your belly drum?" ”

"Not really."

"I do. Every time it doesn't have enough to eat, it growls. Mingyue patted her belly and said. In this way, master, your belly is an immortal who does not think about tea and rice, but my belly is a foodie who specializes in eating grains! After speaking, he licked his lips and glanced at the soup and rice with an iron mouth.

Zhang Tiezui shook his head, "What are you doing so much...... If you want to eat it, you can eat it! ”

"Oh, Master Xie!" Xiao Daotong happily took the bowl of soup and rice, snorted and started to eat again.

……

Xiao Daotong ate happily here, and the father and son of the Liu family who lived in a dilapidated house also ate happily.

Today's income is good, Daddy Liuda settles the accounts, plus one or two pieces of silver outside the staff, a total net profit of one or two eight hundred and seventy Wen!

That's definitely a lot of money.

"There is hope for repaying the debt!" Liuda nagged, "Son, if we have such an income every day, it won't be long before we can pay off the widow. The woman's debts, maybe you can save a large amount of money for your daughter-in-law to use in the future! ”

Liu Wenyang didn't expect his father to think so long-term, and couldn't help laughing: "How can there be miracles every day?" The other side is a pure outlier. ”

"What outliers? I know that person is the old patron of the City God Temple, who has been measuring words and divination in the temple, and every time he makes a move, he is very generous, and at least he is paid hundreds of yuan...... I didn't expect to run to our booth to test the word today, what is this called, it's called the time to run, and the money fell from the sky for us to pick up! Daddy said happily.

"What did you say?" Liu Wenyang was stunned suddenly, "That party is a frequent visitor to Zhang Tiezui?" ”

"Of course, I don't know how envious I was when I looked at your father!" Lyuda clicked his mouth.

"Not good!"

"What's bad!"

"Not good!"

"What's wrong with that?!"

Daddy Liuda was shocked when he saw his son, and he didn't know why.

"As the old saying goes, people who have no long-term concerns must have near-term worries! Since that party member is a regular customer with an iron mouth, and now that we have robbed him of his guests, what do you think he will do? ”

"What to do? Chilled salad! The old man gloated a little, "Think how he bullied me and ridiculed me in the first place?" I think I'm sorry, what kind of iron teeth and copper teeth, Chrysostom is broken, but now I was robbed of the guest by my son, one word, yes! ”

Liu Wenyang didn't expect his father to have such a childish temper, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"That being said, I don't think that iron-mouthed face is the kind of broad-minded person, I'm afraid that it will be a ghost in secret......"

"I think it's possible when you say that, the roe deer with the surname Zhang, with a handful of beards, thinks he is a fairy bone, but in fact, his face has no half of his flesh, and his body has no three catties of bones, and he looks like he is possessed by a declining god......"

"Ahem, Daddy, why do I think you're talking about yourself?" Liu Wenyang glanced at Liu Da's iconic goat.

"Go, go, go! What nonsense......" the father interrupted his son's joke, "according to your meaning, we better guard against him, lest he be stabbed in the back!" ”

Liu Wenyang looked comfortably on the bed and said, "It's useless to take precautions, what should come will still come!" ”

"So what do we do?"

"Do nothing, sleep!"

“……”

"Son, can I discuss something with you?" Daddy asked wryly. Can you stop gnawing at my feet in the middle of the night...... It's still swollen! ”

……

Here, the father and son of the Liu family are lying on the bed dreaming of Zhou Gong, and Zhang Tiezui, who is staying in the City God Temple, has no intention of sleeping.

Thinking that tomorrow can no longer be so restrained, the reduction of food is nothing, it is his own popularity that matters...... You can't reduce your anger! Especially can't be pressed by the one surnamed Liu!

Such a ruthless heart, a hard work, he really came up with a way, think about it carefully and think it is feasible, Zhang Tiezui put the hand of the foot picker on the tip of his nose and smelled it, and felt very comfortable.

It turns out that this iron mouth has foot disease, and there is a fish scale wind on the soles of the feet, the more troubled he is, the more he likes to pick his feet, the more he picks it, the more itchy, and he stays itchy until it is so itchy that both hands crawl and scratch at the same time, and he only hates that his grandmother has given birth to a few fingers for him. The only way to save the emergency is to use hot water, and the hydrangea is scalded a few times, and the skin is scalded, and the muscles have an indescribable comfort, and they will unconsciously say the word "suitable".

At this moment, Zhang Tiezui solved the matter in his heart, but the soles of his feet were noisy, and it was extremely itchy, so he called out one after another: "Dao Tong get up!" ”

In the winter, Xiaodao Tong Mingyue had already gone to bed with clothes, salivating in a dream, hugging a fat and fragrant pig's trotters, and was about to put his mouth down, but he was unexpectedly screamed by the iron mouth of his feet, and woke up from that good dream.

I had no choice but to get up late at night, put on my clothes, and lit a lamp to boil water for Zhang Tiezui. When the water boiled, he yawned and poured it into the footbath to burn his feet.

Zhang Tiezui is full of shelves, and he wants Xiaodao Tong to serve by the bed with a foot basin, compared to the hot water scalding fish scales, as if someone is helping to tickle, and constantly calling "Suitable." ”

Zhang Tiezui was too comfortable, and couldn't help but want to show off his knowledge and chant poetry, shook his head and said: "The fish scale wind on the soles of your feet, calling the little Taoist boy at night; Hot water scalded ......" I couldn't pick up the words later, so I had to say a big vernacular," ...... Comfortable egg pain! ”

After listening to this, Tong Mingyue wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, seeing that there was nothing wrong, he went back to bed to follow his last residual dream, but the dream was not continuous, and he dreamed of fragrant pig's trotters, if the dream had continuity, the back dream followed the previous dream, and he could hold the pig's trotters and feast. Who knew that after going to bed, I tossed and turned, but I couldn't sleep deeply, and I was finally about to fall asleep, but the sky was bright.

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