Girl, what do you think of my hexagram? The jailer asked impatiently.

Zhao Shuang said: "Bring a pen and paper." ”

When the jailer heard this, he hurriedly ran to find a pen and paper.

Zhao Shuang took the pen and paper, scratched the hay on the ground, spread the paper on the ground, dipped it in ink, and wrote a prescription.

When he finishes writing, he blows out the ink and hands it to the jailer.

The jailer looked at it and said, "Girl, this is a prescription, this ...... My wife has taken a lot of medicine, and it doesn't work at all. ”

"It's not for your wife, it's for you, you're full of fire, your meridians are not smooth, I don't know if your wife is infertile, but you definitely have a problem. If it's convenient, you can call your wife too, and I'll show you all for free. Zhao Shuang handed the pen and ink out of the cell.

The jailer was speechless, I asked you to tell me a fortune, but you showed me that I was sick. "This ...... Can this work? "If he were a doctor, he really couldn't trust this young girl to see infertility.

And what else did she say, the reason for infertility is him, the reason for infertility since ancient times has been women, and women have bad stomachs, what does it have to do with the big men?

Zhao Shuang said: "If you believe in it, if you don't believe it, you won't be able to do it, I am a medical hexagram, and the medical hexagram must face up to your own disease and actively treat it, so that it will be spiritual." ”

The jailer will be suspicious: "That...... I'll bring my daughter-in-law over tomorrow, and the girl will do the math? ”

"Okay, you can bring it if you want." Anyway, I'm idle and idle, and being pitted by my apprentice once is also a pit, and a pit twice is also a pit.

Another jailer said, "Girl, why don't you do the math for me?" ”

Zhao Shuang: "What do you want to count?" ”

The jailer was relatively young, and he whispered, "My mother, she saved me five taels of silver for my daughter-in-law." But my mother was afraid of being stolen, so she hid in a different place every day. My mother's money was not found this morning, because she did not know where she had hidden it. I searched the house and couldn't find it. Girl, can you tell me where my mother's money is hidden? ”

Zhao Shuang smiled: "Okay, tell me, where does your mother often put silver?" ”

As she spoke, she picked up a straw stick, and when the jailer said a place, she drew a stroke on the ground, almost as a high school three-dimensional geometry exam question, Zhao Shuang said: "Okay, I know where your mother's silver went." ”

The jailer pricked up his ears and said, "Girl, please speak." ”

Zhao Shuang said: "Your mother's silver is now on a flower boat." ”

The jailer was stunned for a long time, and said with admiration: "Girl, how does the girl know?" ”

In fact, this kid secretly took the daughter-in-law book that the old lady saved for him last night to go to the flower boat to drink flower wine and find the girl to spend it all.

At this time, he saw that Zhao Shuang could calculate the hexagram, so he said it with the intention of taking a test, he never thought that Zhao Shuang would really calculate it.

Zhao Shuang said: "Calculated it." ”

Zhao Shuang's sensitive nose now has long smelled the smell of fat powder on this jailer's body, a young man who is not married, has such a heavy fat powder on his body, he must have been with a woman last night.

Ordinary women rarely use such a heavy fat powder, and the jailer still has a faint smell of the river, indicating that he spent the night near the river last night.

The two add up, and it is the flower boat on the Nuanjun River.

If Zhao Shuang calculated the first jailer, everyone still thought it was a fluke, but now, Zhao Shuang accurately calculated that the young jailer's silver was on the flower boat, which suddenly made people worship him as a half-immortal in the cell.