Suddenly being called by his name, Su Haoran looked back and saw a guy younger than him huddled in a beach chair, waving to him.

Then he saw the sign on the table again and couldn't help but laugh.

He is known for his bad luck in the circle, and his family is rich, and he has seen too many people who want to take advantage of him.

And this guy is so young, what can he do?

He didn't want to pay attention to such a person at all, so he turned around and left.

Wu Jun was not in a hurry, and said unhurriedly: "The scar on your forehead was caused by you when you were one year old. ”

"You fell into a fish bowl at the age of two. ”

"You were almost hit by a car when you were three years old!"

......

As Wu Jun said slowly, Su Haoran gradually showed a smile, and his steps slowed down.

This fortune teller has done a good job of preparation, and he has investigated these old events so clearly. By virtue of this, he was a little more clever than the opportunists he had seen before.

So he turned around and came to Wu Jun, and didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile, wanting to see what tricks he could play today.

"You're welcome, sit down and talk, and we'll talk slowly. ”

"You go on, and I stand and listen. ”

"Okay," Wu Jun took a sip of tea from his cup, "what do you want to hear?"

Su Haoran frowned slightly.

But before he could speak, Song Qiang, the attendant next to him, said for him: "You are so strange, you asked Brother Ran to come over, but you don't know what to say now?"

Wu Jun replied with a smile: "Okay, let me ask you, what I said just now is it accurate?"

Song Qiang said: "What can you say? Just ask about these things." ”

"That's why I asked you what you wanted to hear. ”

Song Qiang was speechless.

Su Haoran looked at Wu Jun again, and saw the words on his signboard again, and his good-looking brows furrowed slightly.

"Can you calculate the next thirty days?"

"Accurate. ”

"I don't believe it. Although Su Haoran likes to die, he is definitely not a fool, "There is no prophet in this world. ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, you can try it, try it and don't charge you money," Wu Jun smiled, "If you don't like it, we can also play some lottery and make a bet or something." ”

Su Haoran pursed his lips and thought about it.

Over the years, he has been in contact with too many fortune tellers, not a hundred but eighty, and it can be said that he can almost know those routines of fortune telling.

But the guy in front of him didn't follow the routine at all, and directly bet with him.

It's kind of interesting.

Wu Jun knew that Su Haoran was already interested, and he was not in a hurry to urge, but just looked at him calmly.

In the end, Su Haoran said: "Yes, but the conditions must be said by me." ”

"Whatever you want. ”

"Aren't you able to count thirty days, and I don't need you to count that long, even today. Su Haoran said confidently, "If you can calculate what I have for dinner today, even if you win." ”

"Okay. ”

Wu Jun said as he took out a pen and paper, brushed and wrote a few lines, and then folded them.

"It's all written on it, you can open it and read it yourself when you have dinner. ”

Su Haoran held the note, and his interest was even stronger.

During this time, he ate at home, and there was a special cooking aunt, who knows what the meal was before it was served.

Is this guy really so confident?

Or are you playing tricks?

"Haha, look at you as if you have won, as if you really know," Song Qiang naturally didn't believe it, where in the world is there such a powerful person. ”

"It's useless to say more, it's not accurate, and we'll see soon. ”

"And what are you going to bet on?"

"It's free, you can bet whatever you want. ”

"Okay, I'll bet with you," Song Qiang immediately became interested, "10,000 yuan, how about it?"

"Yes. Wu Jun agreed without hesitation.

Seeing that he agreed so quickly, Song Qiang was also stunned, and began to wonder in his heart.

This guy, can't he really calculate accurately?

But if you think about it carefully, how can there be such a powerful person in the world, if he can even calculate this, he still needs to set up such a small stall here?

I've made a fortune a long time ago, okay.

Su Haoran saw that the bet had been placed, and he didn't want to stay for a long time. It was the first time in his life that he was so desperate to know what to eat for dinner.

On the way back, Song Qiang drove and seemed in a good mood. He felt that he had won the bet, and although the fortune teller would probably disappear tomorrow, it was always a joy to win.

"I guess you're going to lose this time. Su Haoran said suddenly.

"Huh?" Song Qiang was stunned when he heard this, "It's impossible, right?" Brother Ran, do you really believe that fortune teller is so powerful?"

"No, it's not that he's amazing," Su Haoran said with a smile, "I just figured it out." Since he dared to bet with us so calmly, it shows that he is at least somewhat sure. In fact, it is not difficult to know what dinner my family will have tonight, as long as you buy the cooking aunt. ”

"No, I'm so unlucky?" Song Qiang looked annoyed when he heard this, "Then what now? If your cooking aunt is bought, then won't I lose?"

"This is easy to do," Su Haoran took out the phone and said with a smile, "I'll call back now, let my mother rearrange the menu for the evening, he can't even buy my mother, right?"

"Brother Ran is wise!" Song Qiang immediately gave a thumbs up, "In this way, there will be no flaws, I estimate that the fortune teller will definitely disappear without a trace tomorrow." ”

Su Haoran called and asked in detail about the night's menu, and then vetoed all of them and asked his mother to make other arrangements.

At least three cold dishes, eight main courses, and two soups.

Flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, south, south, north, west, all kinds of tastes must be the same.

If this can be guessed by the fortune teller, then he will really be convinced.

Obviously, though, this is absolutely impossible.

Although I don't know what he wants to do, Su Haoran's mother still arranged it, and when Song Qiang and Su Haoran arrived home together, the cooking aunt in the kitchen was in full swing.

"Hello Auntie!"

Song Qiang sat at the dining table, craned his neck and looked at the kitchen, like a hungry refugee.

"Brother Ran, can you open the note?"

"Whatever. Su Haoran said indifferently, anyway, the names of the dishes written on the note were either guessed blindly, or they were arranged by the cooking aunt before.

"It's rare to see you eat so attentively. ”

Su Haoran's mother was naturally very happy when she saw her son taking the initiative, and she was busy serving food from the kitchen.

The first dish is cold eggplant.

Song Qiang had already opened the note at this time, looked at the eggplant on the table, and was speechless for a long time.

"What's wrong?"

"Eggplant," Song Qiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "cold eggplant." ”

"I know it's cold eggplant. Su Haoran frowned, "Could it be that there is also this dish on that note?"

Song Qiang nodded fiercely.

Su Haoran grabbed the note, only to see that it was written: The first course, cold vegetables, cold eggplant.

This......

Is it a coincidence?

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