The next day.
After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Qin Tian slowly went out the door.
The waiter had already helped him with the tables and benches.
They arrived at the usual place and began to make preparations.
"Ah, what a handsome little brother."
"Looks like he's a fortune teller."
"Hehe, I'll go over and ask him if we're fated to meet later.”
Many people coming and going were attracted by Qin Tian.
He had handsome facial features, was dressed in white, and looked gentle and refined.
Such a fortune-teller was rare.
The men shook their heads.
He who has no hair on his mouth is not good at doing things.
Moreover, it was not convincing to go out to the martial world to read fortunes without a tuft of beard.
The girls didn't care. As long as he was handsome, it was over.
The courageous girl quietly tidied up her makeup and was eager to give it a try.
They touched the copper coins in their pockets, thinking that when Qin Tian's stall was ready, they would go over and strike up a conversation with him.
Until Qin Tian shook open the Golden Trigram Silk…
"F * ck, ten taels of gold for divination. This is f * cking snatching people!”
"Wake up, brother. Your life is worth at most ten taels of silver in the black market.”
"If you don't open for business for three years, you'll have to eat for three years. I wonder which idiot will fall for it?”
"I think he's probably fishing for rich women!”
Everyone looked sideways.
The girls were also huffing and puffing, directly sticking the label of "liar" on Qin Tian.
How could there be a fortune-teller? It was simply unreasonable to ask for ten taels of gold!
Qin Tian returned to his chair and faced the street. He drank tea while watching people come and go.
There was an endless stream of merchants, and they were in a hurry to make a living.
The river behind him passed through the city, and the water was filled with boats with black tents, shouting nonstop.
They were basically all new faces.
There were only a few familiar faces around the corner in the distance.
Just like Qin Tian, they also set up stalls. It was just that they sold sugar figurines, steamed cakes, and big steamed buns.
It was a little boring.
Qin Tian sat there, drowsy.
He wondered if he should buy a slave so that he could be his follower and chat when he had nothing to do.
……
"I'm so hungry. I've pawned all the valuable things on me. If I don't earn money soon, Rong 'er will become a beggar.”
"I thought that with my intelligence, it would be easy to earn money. I didn't expect it to be so difficult.”
"Are we going back to Peach Blossom Island?"
"No, we absolutely can't go back. Otherwise, Father will definitely make Rong 'er lower her head and admit her mistake. Rong' er clearly didn't do anything wrong!”
"Being a beggar is nothing. Hong Qigong, who is as famous as father, is also a beggar, and he is the leader of the beggars.”
Huang Rong walked aimlessly on the street, her small hands clutching her growling stomach. She was so hungry that her chest was touching her back.
The hair clip on his hair, the necklace on his neck, the bracelet on his wrist, and all the valuable things on him were pawned.
Now, she was facing the fate of sleeping on the streets.
Huang Rong secretly regretted it. If she had known that it was so difficult to earn money, she would have brought more valuable things with her when she left Peach Blossom Island.
It was useless to say this now.
Compared to sleeping on the streets and becoming a beggar, filling their stomachs was more important.
Huang Rong's nose twitched as she smelled a fragrance. Her stomach immediately growled.
She followed the fragrance and came to a stall selling steamed buns.
"Little girl, do you want to eat steamed buns?"
The stall owner asked with a smile,
Huang Rong was wearing a light yellow dress. Her facial features were exquisite and her skin was delicate. One look and she could tell that she was from a rich family. She was very helpful.
Huang Rong nodded hurriedly.
The stall owner smiled." It's one coin each. It's cheap and high-quality. It's economical."”
Huang Rong blinked and said,"Boss, I forgot to bring money. Can I pay on credit? I'll give you double later."
"Little girl, I don't buy on credit for this small business of mine." The stall owner laughed dryly.”
"Boss, do you think I'm the kind of person who would go back on my word?" Huang Rong raised her head and puffed out her chest.”
The stall owner did not know her background and did not dare to offend her. He waved his hand repeatedly.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. If I could be like him, earning ten taels of gold a day, no, earning one tael of silver a day, I could also pay on credit.”
"It's a pity that I'm a small businessman. I really can't afford it and don't dare to start this.”
Huang Rong wanted to borrow two steamed buns from him when he wasn't paying attention.
But now, seeing the stall owner's attitude being so humble and servile, he felt that life was not easy and dispelled this thought.
She followed the stall owner's gesture and saw a handsome big brother dozing off under the banyan tree.
There was a piece of silk hanging in front of the table. On it were six big words: Ten taels of gold!
My goodness, ten taels of gold!
Huang Rong was shocked. Along the way, she had met many fortune-tellers. They were all a few wens, and at most, a string of coins.
Ten taels of gold was probably a scam!
Huang Rong's big eyes rolled around as she smiled and said,"Boss, from what you said just now, it's so expensive and there's still someone asking him for a fortune-telling?”
The boss said with envy," Yes, he did a business yesterday and earned ten taels of gold. I won't be able to earn so much in my life."”
Huang Rong was extremely surprised. She thought to herself, What kind of idiot would ask him for a fortune-telling? Could it be that the rich woman had taken a fancy to him?
"Boss, do you know him?" she asked.”
The boss replied to Huang Rong as he greeted the customers. He did not dare to offend her. After all, she was dressed and talked like an ordinary person.
Over here.
Qin Tian crossed his arms and closed his eyes to rest. In a daze, a voice sounded,""Boss, can I get a discount for a fortune telling?”
Her voice was crisp and pleasant to the ears, with a hint of playfulness.
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