Fortune Teller Master

Remember for a second

It doesn't matter if you become addicted, the other three have not been confused at all in the next three hours, Lin Qingyin has been trolling and touching, and has almost won the only cash in the pockets of the three of Fatty Wang.

Handing out the last ten dollars, Fatty Wang looked at Lin Qingyin helplessly: Little Master, have you secretly figured out what cards are below?

Does it still count? Lin Qingyin said innocently: As soon as I play this card well, I can sense which one is useful and which one can be used to win, so I don't need to count it at all! She glanced at the three of them: Can't you feel it?

Fatty Wang stretched out his hand to push mahjong and stopped playing. This is too bullying!

Mahjong only survived in the villa for three hours before being thrown by Fatty Wang. As for the poker, he didn't even take it out. He was afraid that he would lose and doubt his life.

Without the entertainment, the three of Fatty Wang sat around Lin Qingyin honestly, let's honestly study fortune-telling and feng shui.

In the blink of an eye, it was the fifth day of the first month. After eating the broken fifth dumplings, it was time to go back to their respective houses. When Zhang Qidou and Han Zhengfeng left, they turned back three times. If Lin Qingyin hadn't gone back to focus on his studies, they would have to follow him back to Qicheng.

However, the few days spent with Lin Qingyin on Qindao also benefited them a lot. For Han Zhengfeng, he used to memorize the battles by rote, and he would use the ones he had memorized. Lin Qingyin smashed the principles, functions, and use of the Five Elements and Gossip for him. He used Lin Qingyin's knowledge and then looked at the formations he knew, and he felt a sense of clarity. Those formations also understood most of them.

Compared with feng shui formation, numerology and fortune-telling focus more on talent, like Lin Qingyin, who can even sense the way of heaven, and Zhang Qidou, who can't even understand the fate of most people. Numerology and fortune-telling cannot be taught overnight. When Lin Qingyin was leaving Zhang Qidou, he handed him a thin booklet with about ten pages, all written by Lin Qingyin about fortune-telling and fortune-telling. experience. In Lin Qingyin's eyes, this was just a little bit of knowledge, but to Zhang Qidou, it was a treasure.

After sending Han Zhengfeng and Zhang Qidou away, Lin Qingyin, Fatty Wang and the others will also return to Qicheng. Stuff unfinished food in the trunk, and put dust covers on beds and sofas. The keys to the villa are placed on the property, and they will arrange for someone to clean them regularly.

After returning to Qicheng, Lin Qingyin's family was not in a hurry to go home, but first went to Fatty Wang's empty house to have a look. This house is in the same unit as where Fatty Wang lives now, except that Fatty Wang lives in a duplex on the top floor, and this is a three-bedroom apartment with a courtyard on the first floor.

The house was rebuilt just last year, and the furniture and appliances are all new. The previous tenant used it very carefully, and cleaned up the sanitation very well when he left. Now there are only some floating dust. Zheng Guangyan doesn't need to call it cleaning. She rolled up her sleeves and cleaned up the house by herself. clean.

Lin Xu drove his van one by one and dumped everything that could be used, and put the rest in the old house and locked it. The neighbors across the door came out and asked a few questions curiously when they heard the news. However, since Lin Xu's phone number was leaked by these stubborn neighbors, in addition to the two questions, he also asked about the address of his new home and his new mobile phone. No. did not say at all.

However, the neighbor's mouth is also good. Lin Xu listened to the neighbor's crackling without waiting to ask: There is an old lady who knocks on your door three times a day, and is still looking at the supermarket, asking when it is open for business, and said The oil and rice noodles at home are all used up, so I'm just waiting to get it from you. Looking at Lin Xu's dark face, he smiled at the door aunt and gloated, Is that your mother or your mother-in-law?

Lin Xu smiled: I don't know, I haven't seen it.

Auntie murmured a little dully and closed the door. Lin Xu sighed softly, looked back at the old house where she had lived for more than ten years, and went downstairs with her things.

After going through the transfer procedures and getting a new business license, Lin Xu brought Fatty Wang to the supermarket to appoint Wang Yan as the store manager, and secretly acted for her.

On the first day the supermarket reopened, Mrs. Lin came, and as soon as she entered, she shouted for Lin Xu. The newly appointed store manager Wang Yan had long been instructed by Lin Xu in private, and smiled politely: Sorry, our boss has changed.

Stop fooling me, I haven't changed people before the new year, and they will change as soon as I open the door? Mrs. Lin pushed Wang Yan away, pushed a shopping cart in, and put everything in it, except for rice, noodles, grain and oil. In addition to the boxes of wine, more than a hundred boxes of chocolates were put into the car, and more than a dozen boxes of chocolates were put in the car. The fruit could not wait to put the baskets and boxes in the car. The contents of the car cost at least more than 3,000 yuan.

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