Chen Jiayan didn't respond, but took out a mobile phone from his pocket and put it in my hand.

"Isn't your phone broken, this is for you."

My heart trembled violently, and I tried to restrain the tremor in my hands.

"It's a second-hand one, you can deal with it first, and then change it when you have money."

This phone is indeed old, and there are many scratches, but its shine is not inferior to the sun!

Chen Jiayan half-lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to look at me: "When I'm not busy, I will definitely go to see you."

"Okay." The apple chewed into juice in my mouth: "I'll wait for you."

After saying that, I shook my backpack and left first.

Ji Canghai quickly followed me and comforted, "How big is Mo Nan? It's not that I can't see it, don't be so sad."

I couldn't help but laugh dryly: "If fate is over, even if the two of us are close at hand, they will pass by."

When I arrived at the teahouse, Uncle Ya sat in the hall early, as if waiting for me to come.

And at the door of my teahouse, there is already a case and a pair of stools.

Ji Canghai pointed to the brand-new guise on the side and muttered, "Northern School Onmyoji."

Uncle Ya really has a heart, everything is ready, just waiting for me to be in place.

I hurriedly walked in and made a salute to Uncle Ya with my fists clenched.

Uncle Ya nodded back and pointed to the door with his chin, "You can sit there from now on."

"How do you know that I'm studying the Northern Sect Dao Method?"

Uncle Ya smiled indifferently: "The old man has traveled from south to north, what haven't you seen?"

I looked at Ji Canghai and said softly, "Uncle Ya, can you find a job for my two brothers."

Xiaobai hurriedly stood up: "I can do anything, just take care of the food!"

"Don't worry, I don't eat much......

This kid's words were made again, Uncle Ya waved his hand, turned his head and shouted at the back hall.

"San'er, come two new guys, you can take them."

"Gotcha!"

Turning his head, Uncle Ya looked at me, "You're sick of heart, go and do something serious."

"Remember, you have to accumulate your strength in the shortest possible time!"

As soon as I said this, I was a little worried.

As the old saying goes, old yin and yang, less drama.

It is said that it is a profession such as Chinese medicine and fortune tellers, and the older you are, the better.

And the artists who sing are young is wonderful.

According to what my master taught, the most important thing in setting up a stall to tell fortunes is not ability, but beard.

If you don't have good ability, you can temporarily cram, but if you can't look good, you can't even attract people, let alone make money.

Seeing that I was silent, Uncle Ya poked me with a fan: "What do you want?"

"I—Can I do it?"

Uncle Ya leaned back in the chair and shook off the fan with a loud bang.

"Why not? You're a liar!"

"Go, go, go, don't get in the way."

With a little reluctance, I was forced to sit at the door.

Actually, I'm not new to this industry.

It's just that my master was here before, and I was responsible for doing it, and the rest was to watch the excitement.

Now that I am alone to take the lead, it is inevitable that I am a little afraid.

To my surprise, I had just sat on the stall when passers-by rushed up as if they had agreed to do so.

The group of people looked happy one by one, scrambling to rush forward, shouting the little fairy in their mouths.

If I hadn't pressed the table with my body, I'm afraid I would have been knocked out by this time.

In an instant, the water that had been blocked at the entrance of the teahouse was impassable, and pedestrians could not pass through it at all.

For a time, those who seek fortunes, divination, and watch the excitement poured together.

They don't understand, but I know that all this is a game laid out by Uncle Ya's painstaking efforts.

Well, since you have been pushed to this position, let's show some real skills!

I followed Uncle Ya's example, got up and clenched my fists: "Thanks to all of you, let me have a place here."

"From this day on, I have made a rule for this poor sour stall! Don't talk about hexagrams, do whatever you want!"

As soon as these words came out, they won bursts of applause.

Uncle Ya asked me to get a firm foothold, that must win people's hearts!

From the blanket in my hand, I took out the hexagram cylinder and the white porcelain bowl for collecting money.

"Look at the divination, the hexagram gold is self-casting. Line up and come one by one."

I didn't make a big noise, but everyone was lined up in an orderly manner.

Once a person has authority, he does not need to raise his voice deliberately to speak.

Fortunately, I have some real skills, whether it is seeking wealth or marriage, without exception, all of them are right.

In addition, Uncle Ya has already put on a little fairy aura for me before.

All those who came bowed down with devotion to themselves.

I deserve all this.

After all, at this moment, I represent the Three Pure Dharma, and I can afford to bow to the sixty-year-old man.

By noon, the crowd had dispersed, and I just felt parched in my mouth.

The temperature outside soared to just over 30 degrees Celsius, and the sun overhead was shining brightly.

I want to go into the house to rest and drink a few bowls of herbal tea, but Master Zu has rules.

The more abnormal the weather, the more the diviner cannot withdraw the stall.

Because, those who can go out in the face of a storm or a scorching sun will definitely have an urgent matter and the time when they need help the most.

Just as I was drowsy, someone suddenly rang the bell on the cover.

I was so excited that when I opened my eyes, I was really jumped.

Now is the height of the sun, but this man is dressed in a robe, and the hat on his head covers half of his face.

If nothing else, who would wear such a stupid and thick thing in these days?

The arrival of this man aroused my slightest alarm......