The daily life of the fortune teller who was forced to open business

The delicate and snow-white sandalwood powder is pressed into a mountain like snow jade in the bronze-colored incense burner. An elegant and freehand cloud appeared.

As the cigarette curled up, the quiet and slightly sweet smell filled the entire room, causing Chi You to let out a contented sigh from his throat.

"Qinghe, your skills are getting better and better."

Qinghe closed the lid of the incense burner softly, bowed his knees and said, "Thank you for your praise."

The sky outside was bright and bright, and the light rain fell lightly on the bluestone slabs and the water in the blue pond, making a ticking sound.The breath of rain brought by the wind, mixed with the smell of agarwood, is a very comfortable artistic conception.

Chi You held the scroll in one hand, looking at it in a beautiful state, when suddenly the tip of his nose moved: "...Huh?"

Qinghe naturally also smelled it.

This smell seemed to be mixed in the wind, as soon as Pu entered the room, he overbearingly covered up the smell of agarwood, and the whole room was filled with an indescribable smell.

If I had to describe it, it would be... like the chef at home cooked a bowl of braised pork. It was very fragrant and made me hungry.

Chi You threw the scroll down casually, and just wanted Qinghe to check who was messing around at home, when he saw the door of the East Wing not far away opened with a creak, Nan Shi was still wearing pajamas, holding something in his hand, In the heat, he sat down on the porch, and sat down to eat contentedly in the light wind and rain outside.

With the appearance of Nanshi, the weird fragrance became more intense.

Nan Shi held Kang X Fu Braised Beef Noodles in his hands and slurped several mouthfuls of noodles, poured a few more mouthfuls of noodle soup, and then sighed in comfort.

Obviously, there is no air conditioner in his senior brother’s yard, so the house was as hot as spring, and he was covered in sweat after sleeping all night, and he was still stuffy, but he was still hungry when he was in the south. Seeing it was raining outside, he simply Soak a bowl of instant noodles and bring them out to eat.

The hot instant noodles are the perfect match for the cool weather!

——As for instant noodles, it was naturally one of the daily necessities that Qinglan diligently packed for him.

Nan Shi was enjoying his meal, and felt as if someone was looking at him. When he looked up, he saw his senior brother looking at him at the window, and he waved to him with a smile: "Master brother, morning, have you eaten yet?"

Chi You: "..."

Chi You coldly ordered Qing He to close the window.

Nan Shi, who was shut down after eating, didn't care, lowered his head and continued to eat noodles. If there is something bad about instant noodles, it might be that there is no beef in braised beef... Just as he was eating, Qinghe came over and said to him A salute: "Young Master, please forgive this servant's disrespect."

"Huh?" Before Nan Shi could react, the half-eaten instant noodles came to Qing He's hands. Qing He lowered his eyebrows and said with a narrowed look: "Later, Qing Lan will send the young master's Chen Dian."

... No, this person is working? ? ?

"What are you doing with my face?"

"The owner of the mountain has orders."

Nan Shi held back for a long time, before choking out a sentence: "My senior brother wants to eat, but I still have unopened ones in my room, just make a new bowl, and give my senior brother what I have eaten, our family is so poor ?"

Rao Qinghe, a big maid like Qinghe who has read thousands of sails, almost stopped when she heard the words, and the smile on her lips froze.

"The owner of the mountain ordered the servants to throw away all these things, and they are not allowed to appear in the house again." Qinghe explained.

Nan Shi: "...All right."

Before the words were finished, Qinglan's figure appeared at the end of the corridor. She walked to Nanshi's side seemingly slowly but quickly, saluted, and placed the glossy face in her hand in front of Nanshi.

Guangmian, that is, noodles in clear soup, uses the word "light" to better reflect its characteristics of having nothing but soup and noodles.

This is not as good as instant noodles!Even instant noodles have at least one freeze-dried vegetable bag to eat!

Nanshi stared at Qinglan aggrievedly, while Qinghe took the opportunity to bow his knees and walked away with instant noodles like smoke.Qinglan smiled lightly and said, "It's because the slaves are not good. The Lord of the Mountain has the habit of using incense on his hour, and he didn't remind the young master."

"...Forget it, I don't blame you, go ahead." Nan Shi picked up the noodle bowl, took two bites, flipped the tip of the chopsticks in the noodle bowl, revealing a reddish-brown object, flipped it over again, I found that the bottom of the noodles was full of braised beef.

This is really braised beef noodles with braised beef!

Nan Shi was so moved that he tasted the beauty of the meat, it turned out that senior brother is a good person!

After the meal, Nan Shi was carrying the keys to go to work, but when he arrived at the parking lot, he saw Qing He standing beside his car, as if he was waiting for him.

"Qinghe?"

"I've met the young master." Qinghe bent his knees and handed the red cloth bag in his hand to Nan Shi: "The owner of the mountain has something to tell the young master."

"Huh? Tell me." Nan Shi took the red cloth bag and opened it three times and five times. Inside was a serious tortoise shell, which was different from his turtle shell. The tentacles were delicate and warm like jade. You can tell it's an old item.

Qinghe looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose: "Shanzhu said, what the young master wants from now on, just ask Shanzhu directly. You don't feel ashamed to take a soft-shelled turtle shell, and Shanzhu doesn't."

"...No, my senior brother understands..." Nan Shi swallowed the word 'fart' very well, and did not dare to beep Chi You in front of Qinghe: "Turtles are protecting animals now, kill them indiscriminately." It's against the law, I'm not trying to make do with it..."

"Young master, please leave work early today. Butler Zhou has recruited new people to start work today, so please have a look at the young master."

Nan Shi was taken aback: "What does this have to do with me?"

You can't let him do the math to see if this newcomer is dishonest, right?

And his family is still recruiting?How did you recruit them? Does BOSS directly hire the underworld version?And they recruited ghosts, right?Let him watch what?

I'm afraid he was sincerely frightened to come, right?

Qinghe didn't answer, bowed and left.

Nan Shi was out of breath, threw the tortoise shell onto the passenger seat, and rolled his eyes that pierced the sky.

***

Perhaps it is due to the lack of rain today, there are already tourist groups on the pedestrian street, and they are all young people in their early 20s... Maybe a school is organizing group building?

When Nanshi opened, the exquisite gadgets in the store immediately attracted the attention of a group of girls. They entered the door, chirping to try this or that, and paid the money readily, which made Nanshi feel better. The son got better.

Today is off to a good start, and it looks like business will be good.

After a while, a regular customer came to the store—the Mr. Wang who liked Zhang Zi before.

"Hello." Nan Shi stood behind the counter and gave a full face: "Is there anything I need?"

Lao Wang was holding a middle-aged man with one hand, and he said, "Boss, is the chapter from last time still there? I'll take my friend to see it."

Nan Shi was startled when he heard this - he said he forgot something!He took the box of chapters home and wanted to ask his senior brother if he could sell it, but then he met his senior brother and took him to Qingyun Temple, and then he forgot it in the car!

He wouldn't lose his things, so Qinglan should put them away for him, right?

"Sorry, I put away that box of chapters, and I'm not in the store." Nan Shi replied.

When Lao Wang heard this, he immediately lost his mind: "It's not a coincidence, Lao Zhou, let's come again next time."

The man called Lao Zhou was only in his early forties, with a gentle appearance and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose. He had a very good temperament. He nodded: "It seems that there is no fate, Come and see, let’s go.”

Lao Wang grabbed his sleeve and pulled it lightly, and gave him a wink, but Lao Zhou walked in.

Nan Shi didn't follow up, but stood at a distance and said politely, "Please feel free."

After that, he sat back and concentrated on his censer—he also knew censer seals, but he didn’t have any enthusiasm after playing for a while. Today, after listening to it in Chi You’s yard, he suddenly became excited to play with it again. .

Of course, he doesn't have any good fragrances such as water agarwood and ambergris. The serious top-grade water agarwood is several thousand per gram. He will be very happy to buy some golden wood from India for fun.

What I'm playing with now is also the previous stock. Fortunately, it was sealed properly, otherwise I would have to finish playing within three months in a damp and humid place like S City.

Nan Shi grabbed the piece of golden wood and patiently ground it into a golden brown powder. It took three steps to make the powder fine and uniform.

Seeing that Nanshi's attention was not here, Lao Wang said in a low voice, "I gave you winks...there are all new products here."

The so-called 'new goods' refers to modern handicrafts. As an antique shop, there are all new goods in the store, and none of the doors are opened, which is really not on the table.

The so-called open door refers to the real goods.

In fact, this remark is a bit wronged to Nan Shi. There are still some things in his shop, but the ones on display happen to be all new ones.

Lao Zhou looked around and couldn't help nodding, let alone, it was true.

Seeing this, the two of them planned to go back home. Lao Wang was about to say hello to Nan Shi, but he heard Lao Zhou suddenly whispered: "Shhh—Old Wang, you sometimes miss, look at Xiao The incense burner in the boss's hand."

Hearing this, Old Wang looked over and saw the rusty and artistic incense burner in Nan Shi's hand, shook his head and said, "I don't think so."

Lao Zhou was a little itchy, so he went up to Nan Shi generously and said, "Boss, what is the origin of the incense burner in your hand?"

At the critical moment when Nan Shi was typing Xiangzhuan, he said without raising his head, "I picked it up at the entrance of the vegetable market next door."

With a shake of his hand, the golden-brown powder fell through the mold onto the snow-white incense ash, which happened to be a shape of the word 'Shou', and no extra dust fell on the incense ash, this hand was considered successful.

Nanshi lightly lightened the incense burner upwards, and the cigarette smoke curled up immediately, filling the room with fragrance.

"This is a good move!" Lao Zhou boasted: "I didn't expect that the boss is still young, and he still has research on the way of incense."

When Nan Shi was praised by someone, he naturally felt better: "You are too much, I just play casually."

"Did you just want to ask about this incense burner? Take a look."

Nan Shi pushed the incense burner over, but Lao Zhou didn't take it over. He put his hands in his pockets, closed his eyes and sniffed as if enjoying himself: "No hurry, I plan to spare two cups of tea from the boss."

"Okay." Nan Shi also smiled lightly, with a sense of sympathy - in fact, no matter what you are doing, you finally made something, and before you enjoy it, you messed it up, and changed someone willing?

Lao Wang also picked up a seat and sat down, while Nan Shi turned around and went to the back to fetch the best tea leaves to make tea for them.

"What's the secret?" Old Wang couldn't help but ask in a low voice after looking at it for several times.

"I think it's like a life hole." Lao Zhou took a second look carefully, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid this little boss may have missed it."

"Then you just said so openly?"

"I don't think I recognized it myself." When Lao Zhou said this, Nan Shi happened to come out with tea. He smiled slightly and signaled Lao Wang to stop talking.

Although he can't afford it, it's something to be happy about picking up the leak, whoever it is.