Today's weather is good, the April sky is clear and clear, like a piece of blue glass, the gentle spring breeze blows, soft, soft, without a trace of chill.

The pretty little girl is sitting there, and it is very attractive to the eye.

Beauty, how can there be a beauty who will not be looked at by others?

The fortune tellers around are either old or disabled, and the girl's pure and beautiful appearance is more and more highlighted.

Even though the sign at her feet had a big word written on it, "Iron mouth is straight to break, three trigrams a day", many people still came up to her and whispered about it.

Look at the red cloth of the brand, and then look at the power of the man.

A middle-aged aunt endured and endured, and finally couldn't help it, and said, "Little girl, do you have no money to eat?" Still getting stuck? Otherwise, how can a good handsome girl set up a stall here like a blind fortune teller? ”

Quan Shengnan said: "Auntie, do you think I look like a person who has no money to eat?" ”

When the aunt heard this, she looked her up and down with a pair of eyes open, and finally stayed on her hands on the pages of the book on her lap, the fingers of those two hands were slender and long, really called a jade fine, like a new pile of snow, ten pink nails round like flowers, shook her head with a big grin: "Look at your fine skin and tender flesh, you are rich and noble, not only do you not look like you have no money, but also like a child of a rich family." ”

"That's it, it's not that I don't have money, I'm setting up a stall here, or telling fortunes!"

Quan Shengnan finished speaking with a smile, stretched out his hand and patted the wooden sign at his feet, "The iron mouth is straight, three trigrams a day, and if there is fate, it will be counted!" Oh, by the way, I have to add one last sentence, I don't care if it doesn't look good! ”

She opened her backpack and pulled out a brush and a bottle of ink, dipped the brush in the ink, and waved it on the wooden sign.

When Zhang Baisheng wrote those eight words, the layout was sparse and dense, and now these four words are hardly added, and the four words "three trigrams a day" and the four words "fate is counted" that are left behind are shoulder to shoulder, which looks a little awkward.

Quan Shengnan's words are not bad, but these four additional words destroy the layout.

"Good word! What a word! The handwriting on the sign was not yet dry, and a middle-aged man among the onlookers suddenly blurted out praise, approached in a few steps, squatted in front of Quan Shengnan, carefully looked at the calligraphy on the wooden card and red silk cloth, and finally copied it in the air one by one, looking fascinated!

It seems that some people recognize him as Zheng Nanxing, a well-known calligrapher in the calligraphy world, and a calligraphy teacher.

Of course, Zheng Nanxing has never prided himself as a calligrapher, and often says that he only knows a little bit of Chinese culture, but many masters in the industry still praise his calligraphy.

At this moment, the crowd became lively.

Zheng Nanxing's family lives nearby, and he often goes to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, or sends his children to school, and many people in the neighborhood recognize him, he said that the calligraphy on the wooden sign and red silk cloth is good, it must be good!

Quan Shengnan was not happy, "Hey, I said this gentleman, don't stand in my way!" I'm just a fortune teller, what's the use of you praising this calligraphy? You don't come to me for fortune telling. If you don't ask me for fortune telling, don't block others from seeing my signboard, I'm still waiting to finish today's trigram and go home to eat with my family! ”

Zheng Nanxing woke up from his obsession with calligraphy and grinned embarrassedly at Kwon Seung-nam.

But his eyes were fixed on his favorite calligraphy, and he didn't want to move away, so he said, "Little girl, I tell fortunes, I tell fortunes!" You do the math for me. ”