Wang Qingmei lined up at the door, unable to squeeze in at all, and couldn't see what's going on inside, so she could only tiptoe to look inside.

Among the bodyguards in the same company, there was a man named Zero Zero, who was a shrewd guy, and when he saw Wang Qingmei's appearance, he stepped forward and said to the people in line in front of him:

"Our Mrs. Wang wants to go in and have a look, so please let me go!"

When the person in front heard this, he was angry, and he turned around and asked mockingly: "Who is Mrs. Wang?" ”

But the moment he turned around, he saw a stack of pink tickets, and his anger disappeared immediately, and he turned to a smile on his face, and while reaching out to get the money, he looked at the generous Mrs. Wang with her eyes, and hurriedly said: "Please, please, please ......"

Wang Qingmei just nodded slightly as polite, although Wang Qingmei felt that it was not a decent thing to take money to open the way, but it was very effective.

In this way, Wang Qingmei finally walked into the very quaint little shop.

Inside the shop, there are high-backed solid wood chairs on the left and right sides, and people are sitting on the left and right.

Look at these people, both old and young, with anticipation. They all craned their necks to look inside, and listened with their ears straightened.

Following everyone's gaze and looking inside, what they saw was a long square table with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on it, and the four treasures of the study.

Sitting in front of the square table was a woman in her early thirties, dressed in ordinary clothes, from an ordinary family.

On the opposite side of the woman, behind the square table, a black cloth was obscured by a person, and only faintly visible, and there was a person sitting inside.

At this time, Zero Zero Seven had already spent a thousand yuan to buy a seat for Wang Qingmei, and wiped it clean with a brand new white towel for Wang Qingmei to do.

Although the shop is simple, the sanitary conditions are still good.

Wang Qingmei is a person who is obsessed with cleanliness and is very interested in the hygienic environment, but today, Wang Qingmei's mind is all on the legendary Mr. Qin.

Along the way, this Mr. Qin has been rumored to be like a god, like a fairy.

Wang Qingmei sat on the chair, looked at the woman and the square table, and listened carefully to Mr. Qin's voice inside.

At this time, the woman was asking Mr. Qin, "Master, can you tell when I will have a child?" ”

The woman spoke very directly and did not shy away from it. She is a typical village woman.

I heard a calm voice coming from inside: "You already have two children, but ...... None of them made it to adulthood! ”

Wang Qingmei's heart couldn't help but tighten when she heard this, and she faintly felt that she seemed to be talking about herself.

When the woman heard this, she nodded again and again, and asked the mysterious Mr. Qin, "Then, then, do I still have a chance to have another child?" ”

"There won't be one in the last three years, and after three years, there will still be a chance, but your eight-character food injury is weak, you must remember Yinhu and Chenlong!" The mysterious Mr. Qin said.

When the woman heard this, she nodded hurriedly and said to Mr. Qin, "Master, my two previous children were ...... of the tiger and the dragon."

"Remember that once you meet the Yin Moon in the middle of the month, you must be very careful with the Chen Moon!" Mr. Qin said.

The woman nodded vigorously and asked again, "Mr. Qin, I also want to ask about my husband's situation." ”

"Yes, but it's very difficult to see your husband's fate from your birthday, you need to tell me your husband's birthday!" The mysterious Mr. Qin replied.

"I brought it!" As the woman spoke, she quickly took out the note from her body and lowered it down.

At this time, Wang Qingmei secretly said in her heart: "It turns out that he is a master who counts the eight characters of his birthday!" ”

After about a moment, Mr. Qin, who heard the mysterious, asked, "I don't know, what do you want to ask about your husband?" ”

"How's his career?" The woman asked.

"Not good! His birthday is not enough for 10 million, although his fortune is good, but it is more than a catastrophe! Mr. Qin paused and explained: "Let me tell you this, he worked very hard and earned money, but the money can't be kept after all. In the second half of last year, I lent out a sum of money, and there was no return! ”

"Ahh......h ”

The faces of those who sat and waited were all stunned. Wang Qingmei was also stunned.

The woman asked three more questions in a row, and Mr. Qin behind the black cloth answered all of them accurately, and the woman was surprised and delighted, and thanked her repeatedly.

After the woman left, the others wanted to go up but were stopped by Wang Qingmei's bodyguards. The crowd was about to get angry when they saw a stack of pink money handed over. As a result, everyone looked like they were all angry and accepted it.

Wang Qingmei stood up and stepped forward, feeling that everything was taken for granted.

Wang Qingmei stood in front of the black cloth square table and looked at Mr. Qin inside in dismay.

Mr. Qin is Qin Xianglin, but at this time, Qin Xianglin is facing away from this Wang Qingmei, or with his back to all the people who come to tell fortunes.

This made Wang Qingmei feel very strange, looked at the chair in front of her, and immediately a bodyguard came to wipe the chair, and after wiping it clean, Wang Qingmei sat down gently, and then said very politely: "Mr. Qin, hello, I want to ask you to do the math!" ”

Qin Xianglin listened and was silent for nearly twenty seconds, and just when Wang Qingmei felt very puzzled, he heard Qin Xianglin slowly speak: "Yes, it's just ...... Your contribution is 100,000! ”

When Wang Qingmei heard this, she immediately frowned, and asked a little unhappily, "Why?" Didn't you write that you would give people free fortune telling? ”

"Not bad!" Qin Xianglin replied, "I give free fortune telling to those who normally queue up, and I will collect money for those who use money to open the way!" ”

Wang Qingmei was stunned for a moment, and said lightly: "No problem!" While speaking, she glanced at the bodyguard, and the bodyguard reacted instantly, and put 100,000 cash neatly on the square table, and then, Wang Qingmei said proudly: "Money, it's not a problem for me at all, as long as Mr. Qin calculates accurately!" ”

Qin Xianglin was silent for nearly twenty seconds before he said slowly: "What does Madam want to ask, please say!" ”

Wang Qingmei was stunned and a little overwhelmed. Along the way, Wang Qingmei just heard how magical and powerful this Mr. Qin was, so she wanted to see how magical it was, but as for what it was, Wang Qingmei didn't think about it. For so many years, Wang Qingmei has married Chen Guangyuan, and she has always been Mrs. Kuo, who has no worries about food and clothing, and has no desires, what to ask suddenly, Wang Qingmei really doesn't know.

Wang Qingmei thought for a while, and said to Qin Xianglin's back: "Mr. Qin, I want to ask about my health!" ”

This is the only thing Wang Qingmei wants to know.

"Yes! However, it requires your birthday! Qin Xianglin said very calmly.

"No problem!" Wang Qingmei said her birthday.

Qin Xianglin began to discharge Wang Qingmei's birthday according to the perpetual calendar, and after some calculations, he said slowly:

"There is no big problem with your physical health, the only condition is the stomach, the stomach can't stand the cold, you can't eat spicy, every winter, the abdomen is cold, with a ring!"

Wang Qingmei listened quietly, secretly surprised in her heart. If this Mr. Qin gave her a pulse, or glanced at her personally, and then said these words, Wang Qingmei didn't think there was anything magical, because the powerful old Chinese medicine doctor could also judge the condition by observing words and looks.

However, the situation in front of him was that Mr. Qin kept his back to Wang Qingmei, and he didn't even look at Wang Qingmei.

Surprised, Wang Qingmei began to believe that this Mr. Qin was really capable. So, he then asked, "What about the other things?" ”

"At present, your luck is good, but it does not mean that you are disease-free and painless, at the end of this year, you will have a serious illness, life and death!" Qin Xianglin said calmly.

Wang Qingmei was secretly surprised, but she didn't believe it, after all, Wang Qingmei has regular checkups every year, and this year's physical examination did not detect any problems.

"Serious illness? Can you tell what the disease is? Wang Qingmei asked with some doubts.

Qin Xianglin listened, a faint smile rose on the corner of his mouth, and then he was silent for twenty seconds before he slowly said two words.