Recast youth

Chapter 446: Hexagram is not enough to fear the impermanence of heaven

Feng Sande's image is indeed not very good.

Contrary to the people in TV dramas who have decent faces and long beards, the commoners are wearing commoners, but they have no decent image at all. Their hair is even parted in the middle, but it is also greasy.

Feng Sande didn't care about his image when he was sitting in front of the Gua stall. Only when a beautiful female member passed by, he would pretend to be serious. Now he was holding one foot with a grin on his face, rubbing his foot, and muttering in his mouth. He was talking about his grandma's athlete's foot as soon as summer came, hiss, but it was really refreshing, extremely sour and refreshing.

Then Feng Sande looked up and saw a man with a gentle smile on his face sitting in front of his stall, stretching out a hand and asking him to make a fortune.

"Not counting."

Feng Sande refused without hesitation.

Zhou Yihang was not annoyed and said with a smile: "I paid him accurately. I'll give you a little more."

"That doesn't count." Feng Sande lectured Zhou Hang seriously: "You know this is feudal superstition? You can't believe it."

Zhou Yihang thinks Feng Sande is very interesting. Fortune tellers say fortune telling is feudal superstition. If this is not interesting, what is interesting?
Cao Mingyue stood aside and frowned and said, "You don't count your fortune, why are you setting up a stall here?"

"Waiting for my destined person!"

Feng Sande took out a folding fan from nowhere, and with a slight shake, the fan opened, with five words written on it: fortune telling.

What is a predestined person?
Of course, 30 upwards, 45 downwards, young women to mature women are called destined, even if nothing happens, they just touch hands and talk nonsense, that's still fun.

As for Cao Mingyue.

Cold, like an ice woman.

Feng Sande was no longer interested in telling her fortune, but on second thought, he pretended to look at Cao Mingyue: "Do you want to tell her fortune? If so, I will tell you a fortune."

"Then you give me a prediction and I'll see if your prediction is accurate."

Cao Mingyue was highly educated and didn't believe in these fortune tellers at all, so she came over without saying anything, hoping to expose Feng Sande.

Feng Sande was not in a hurry and glanced at Cao Mingyue: "He wants money."

"How many?"

Feng Sande raised a finger: "1000."

Cao Mingyue was defrauded out of 1000 yuan by a group of porcelain people who took advantage of their sympathy. She was sensitive to the number 1000 and immediately became angry: "1000? Go and rob it. I'll call the police and arrest you." "

Feng Sande looked like he just wanted to do whatever he wanted. He didn't have any money, so the police couldn't control him.

"It's okay. It's up to you. I'll pay the 1000 yuan."

Zhou Yihang looked at Feng Sande with a smile: "I also really want to see if his calculation is accurate."

"But..." Cao Mingyue was still a little unhappy.

Zhou Yihang pulled Cao Mingyue to the divination table and said, "Just do the divination for me. For 1000 yuan, I will consider it as satisfying my curiosity."

In this way, Cao Mingyue sat down with great reluctance, imitating Zhou Yihang's example and extending her hand.

If it were another woman, Feng Sande might have picked up her hands and looked around, but he didn't do it now, because he was afraid that his table would be overturned. Feng Sande pretended to be an expert hermit and studied Cao Mingyue's face. After a while.

Then Feng Sande was surprised: "Girl, you have such a good face."

"What should I say?" Cao Mingyue raised her head and sneered in her heart.

"Not urgent."

Feng Sande waved his hand: "First tell me your birthday and birth date. I will use it as evidence and then I will tell you."

Cao Mingyue told Feng Sande her birth date.Feng Sande closed his eyes, his thumb collided with the other fingers from time to time, then he opened his eyes and said: "Officials have orders to kill, and life comes at the right time. If I'm not wrong, your father should be eating the royal food, right?"

Cao Mingyue didn't understand what it meant.

Zhou Yihang was a little surprised. Your father means father, and eating royal food means eating from the public family. Cao Mingyue's father is now the Propaganda Minister of Dongzhou City, doesn't he just eat royal food?
Is it really accurate?
Zhou Yihang explained it to Cao Mingyue. Cao Mingyue was surprised but still a little suspicious, and continued to say to Feng Sande: "There are many ways to say eating imperial food. So, you continue to calculate, and then you calculate what my father does specifically."

Tsk, your dad is the Minister of Propaganda, is that clear enough?Feng Sande complained in his heart, but he waved his hand to Cao Mingyue on the surface: "Go, go, you are ruining people's jobs, how can there be such a fortune teller, the hexagrams are not exhaustive, and you are afraid of the impermanence of heaven."

Cao Mingyue stood aside in surprise and doubt.

Zhou Yihang had previously seen that such a high-end club actually had a fortune-telling stall, and was surprised, so he suddenly wanted to tell fortunes. However, after experiencing Cao Mingyue's prediction, Zhou Yihang really wanted to tell fortunes.

"In this way, you tell me your fortune. If the fortune is accurate, I will give you 2000 yuan, including her 1000, which is [-] yuan." Zhou Yihang said.

Feng Sande shook his head: "It doesn't count."

"Five thousand." Zhou Yihang continued to increase fares.

Feng Sande remained indifferent.

Zhou Yihang stretched out a finger without blinking: "Ten thousand."

"What do you want to count? Does it count as family background?" Feng Sande opened his eyes. When Zhou Yihang paid out 5000 yuan, he couldn't help drooling. Ten thousand yuan, he agreed without thinking.

Zhou Yihang shook his head: "I don't count my family background."

Feng Sande felt guilty: "Then who do you think you are?"

Monday Channel: “I’m figuring out how I’m going to go in the future.”

Feng Sande looked serious: "Tell me your birth date."

Zhou Yihang revealed his birth date.

Feng Sande twirled his fingers in the same manner and said to Zhou Hang: "You are blessed by the ancestors, you are a proud young man, and everything goes smoothly."

"Then what?" Zhou Yihang asked.

Feng Sande said: "Then middle-aged people need to meet noble people and get help from noble people, so that they can turn danger into good fortune."

"Where is the noble man?" Zhou Yihang asked with concern.

Feng Sande said seriously: "Your nobleman comes from the surname Mi, and is related to Mu."

"What does this mean?" Zhou Yihang frowned. As for the surname Mi, are there any people named Mi in this society?
"One hexagram every day is already a great effort. Any more will damage your moral character. If I help you calculate the second hexagram, it will already reveal the secret of heaven. Any more will shorten your life."

Feng Sande closed his eyes and waved to Zhou Yihang and Cao Mingyue, "Go, our fate has ended." Then he opened one eye crookedly, and when he saw that the two of them were really gone, he immediately became excited. The human figure collapsed. He put one foot up and kept rubbing it until it almost died of itching.

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corridor.

Zhou Yihang is still struggling with the matter of Mi's surname.

Cao Mingyue glanced at him: "You don't really believe it, do you? This is a liar."

"Half and half, half and half, trust in fate and trust in yourself."

Zhou Yihang smiled, and then saw the sign of the chairman's office, which should be the club owner's office. Then he and Cao Mingyue went over and knocked on the door, and then Ye Feng's voice came from inside:

"Please come in."

(End of this chapter)