Surprise! Mrs. Xie is setting up a fortune-telling stall on a tricycle again

Jiang Cha waited for the other party to finish speaking, then yawned, stretched and stood up, "Are you done?"

The old man now only calculated that the other party had a rough fate, an unhappy family, no children, and his parents died early.

Then there was none.

It's all general talk.

Not even a way to change it was suggested.

I just told the other person about his misfortune.

Just sum it up by saying that you made mistakes in your last life and suffered in this life, and that’s it.

The old man wanted to calculate more, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't figure it out.

Shaking his head, he said, "I have calculated it. I have calculated it for many people, and people with a fate as miserable as yours are rare."

Zhang Chunlan's face became visibly uglier.

She was already depressed, and after what she heard, not only did her condition not change at all, but she even suffered more.

This is also the reason why she didn't want to be calculated at the beginning.

Unsure, waste of time.

Even if the calculation is accurate, I will feel uncomfortable.

But for the sake of the two hundred dollars, she could only endure the discomfort and said to the other party, "Thank you, Master. What you said is true. My parents died when I was 20 years old. Later I got married, but I have no children in my life."

This confirms that what the old man calculated just now was correct.

Those who were watching the scene joined in the discussion.

"It turns out to be Master Chen. His calculations are so accurate."

"What is this young master going to do next? Is he going to repeat what others have calculated? That would be too boring."

"If the little master can't figure out more information, then the little master loses, proving that she is a liar. The stall should be returned to Master Chen, and the little master should be asked to apologize for a month."

Jiang Cha smiled, she got out of the car, her long legs landed on the ground, and she crushed old man Chen in height.

Jiang Cha first walked up to the scavenging grandmother, held her hand, and then handed her a thousand yuan in cash, saying, "Zhang Chunlan, what I'm going to say will involve your privacy. If you don't want me to, I won't say it. But if you are willing to let me say it, this thousand yuan is for your mental compensation."

"Oh my god, Master, this is considered a bribe, right?"

"Is it okay to do this? Give money directly in front of so many people? You've already given so much money, so won't everything you say later be right?"

Wen Jianan put his hands on his waist and said loudly: "Our Cha Dad only gave compensation for mental damages, and he didn't bother to bribe anyone. Besides, didn't Master Chen give grandma 200 yuan just now? Why don't you say that he paid money to bribe grandma in advance?"

"Damn it, but Master Li only gave two hundred, and you gave one thousand. Considering the price, he will definitely favor you more, right?" the bystander said angrily.

"In that case, you could also ask Master Li to give grandma a little more money. We gave her one thousand in cash, but you only gave her two hundred. If you give her another one thousand, then the total amount will still be more than you gave. Then you won't have to worry about grandma being bribed by us, right?" Wen Jianan spoke clearly, every word was distinct, and the volume was just loud enough for the onlookers to hear clearly.

Although Master Chen has a decent income, he also spends a lot, so he doesn't have much savings, otherwise he wouldn't come here to set up a stall under the overpass from time to time.

I just gave you two hundred yuan, which is already a lot.

Now they want him to cough up another thousand dollars. Isn't this like cutting him in the back?

Master Chen didn't want to give money.

But his stupid disciple had a small brain and fell into the trap when provoked.

He yelled, "Give me one thousand, I'll give you one thousand. My master is very famous in the industry. Many bigwigs from all walks of life ask my master to calculate Feng Shui, fortune and wealth. A mere one thousand yuan is nothing."

Jiang Cha saw from the corner of his eye that Master Chen's face was half black.

She smiled and added fuel to the fire, "Okay, since you think one thousand is too little and can't make up the difference, then increase it tenfold. You give ten thousand and I give five thousand. You have twice as much as me, so you don't have to worry about me bribing people."

Jiang Cha gave Wen Jianan a look.

Wen Jianan was also very smart. With just a glance, he immediately understood that Jiang Cha wanted him to continue the conversation.

Wen Jianan: "The master is so famous and favored by bigwigs from all walks of life. I'm sure he won't take this mere 10,000 yuan seriously, right? Our tea dad has just come of age and doesn't earn much, but he's willing to spend 6,000 yuan. You've accumulated savings for decades, so spending 10,200 yuan is not too much, right? How about rounding it up to 12,000 yuan? It's exactly more than double our 6,000 yuan."

The two of them sang the same tune and blocked Old Man Chen's way.

Even if Old Man Chen didn't want to give the money, he couldn't bring himself to say no.

But he didn't have much money.

After searching his pockets for a long time, he took out two thousand yuan in cash. Then he suddenly had an idea and said, "I didn't bring that much cash when I went out. Otherwise, you can give me one thousand and I'll give you two thousand and two. This way, it's double the money."

When Old Man Chen first spoke, he was hoping for a lucky break and that he could save eight thousand yuan.

Of course—

Jiang Cha enthusiastically took out the 20,000 yuan he had just earned and said, "I happen to have some cash here. I'll give you some cash. You can transfer the money to me. Master, you don't have that much cash in your pocket. You can't say that you can't make up 10,000 yuan in your account, right?"

Jiang Cha deliberately provoked him again.

Of course Master Chen doesn’t have much money, but he won’t say it.

Not only did he not say that he had no money, he also pretended to be magnanimous and acted like he was very rich. He seemed straightforward on the surface, but in fact, his heart was bleeding as he transferred money to Jiang Cha.

Jiang Cha threw the stack of money to Wen Jianan casually, "Jianan, count it in front of the master, and when you're done, give it to grandma."

Wen Jianan was also kind-hearted. He knew that he had done a good thing, and he was in a good mood. He was very excited and said in a loud voice, "Yes."

Wen Jianan counted out the money and handed it to the scavenger grandma.

The ragpicker took the money gratefully and thanked her repeatedly.

Old man Chen looked at the red bill and his heart bled.

"It's your turn now. If you can't win, give up your seat and return it to me."

Old man Chen comforted himself in his heart that there were many people watching now, and although he lost 10,200 yuan, there were many people watching now, and someone was broadcasting the whole process live.

How is this not considered advertising for yourself?

As long as he wins, he will never have to worry about customers in the future.

Don’t even think about the ten thousand dollars.

In the future he will have an income of ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million, or even tens of millions.

Jiang Cha's smile remained unchanged. "Okay, please make way."

When Jiang Cha walked back towards the tricycle, he deliberately passed by the old man.

The old man reluctantly stepped aside.

Jiang Cha stood in one of the few open spaces in the middle, her voice faint but pleasant.

"Zhang Chunlan got married at the age of 20. Right after they got married, her husband went abroad, saying he was going to make money and asked her to stay at home to take care of her parents and wait for him to come back. However, she waited for years."