The Local Lazy Man System

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While Ye Yaorong was chatting with Chen Hai, a tall figure caught Chen Hai's eyes.

She is a young woman in her early twenties. She is wearing a short pink off-shoulder chiffon skirt with a lovely bow at the waist. Layers of lace are dotted on the beautiful skirt. She wears a pair of long high-heeled shoes. The original slender figure suddenly appeared more vividly!

The long and slightly curled shawl is also slightly yellow! The intricately carved jade nose, small mouth, and white face, belong to the kind of beauty who is willing to take a few more glances.

Although she is not very beautiful, the value is that she is young and white, plus a cool outfit, which is very attractive to men.

The young woman looked around indifferently, obviously showing no interest. When she passed by Chen Hai's booth, she paused for a while and glanced at Ye Yaorong with a sideways eye. She even smiled slightly, with a disdainful smile.

Obviously, I think that Ye Yaorong, who is such a young person, even believes in this feudal superstition of fortune-telling, which makes people laugh.

Chen Hai naturally noticed the young woman's disdainful smile, and suddenly felt a little upset. Is it easy for us to make a living?

"Miss, I think your hall is darkened and your eyes are dull. There will be a **** disaster recently!"

Chen Hai said to the young woman.

"Uncle, please, can you say something else, why you liars are just a rhetoric, the trick is too naive!"

The young woman was taken aback for a moment, stopped, looked at Chen Hai's eyes with a hint of mockery.

I have a higher education. These swindlers want to deceive themselves, but they have no way.

"Girl, this is what's wrong with you, depending on your appearance, you also have a higher education. How can you hurt people like this? I just kindly remind you, believe it or not!"

Chen Hai looked up at the young woman and said.

"You still don't want to lie to my money, don't say it so nice, you think I am as stupid as this person, so easy to be fooled by you."

The young woman pointed to Ye Yaorong and said to Chen Hai.

"I am stupid?"

Ye Yaorong was depressed, but he didn't provoke this young woman, so he was also shot.

"Looking at you, you are a person who has read a few days of books, but he still believes in these feudal superstitions, not stupid, what is it?"

The young woman looked at Ye Yaorong disdainfully and said.

"Forget it, good men don't fight women. What I want to tell you is that this master didn't lie to you. You had a **** disaster recently. Oh, wrong, it's not recently, but there will be a **** disaster soon."

"If you believe me, I will make an exception today to solve the disaster for you. If you don't believe me, there will be no way!"

Ye Yaorong glanced at the young woman and said.

"Neurotic!"

The young woman cursed, turned around and left. She was not going to talk to these two scammers anymore. What kind of "disaster of blood and light," she didn't want to cheat her own money.

This routine, young women read too much on the Internet, first use the "blood and light disaster" to scare passers-by and make passers-by psychologically afraid.

This person on the road will naturally ask the fortune teller to resolve this "blood and light disaster". This solution is for money. The more serious this "blood and light disaster" is said, the more money you can receive.

These fortune tellers make money by scaring people and fooling around. Young women don't want to hear them fooling around, lest they be fooled by them.

You must know that these fortune-tellers play the meaning of Hua Xia's language too well, and they will easily get into it.

"Glory, I didn't expect that your level of fooling people is not bad, or learn this physiognomy from your uncle, don't look at my small stall, three to five hundred thousand a year is not a problem."

After the young woman walked away, Chen Hai said to Ye Yaorong with a look of excitement.

Originally, Chen Hai wanted to pass this craft to his eldest son Chen Bing, but that kid was reluctant to do it. In addition, now his eldest son is so capable and is a professional manager. His annual income is 20-30 Million.

Although he is not as good as his own fortune-telling, his social status is completely different. His son is now an elite in society. If he does this business with himself, he will become a despised liar.

Therefore, Chen Hai did not expect his son to inherit his mantle.

"Three to five hundred thousand a year?"

Ye Yaorong was taken aback, and he never thought that Uncle Chen would have such a stall, and he could even earn three to five hundred thousand yuan a year.

This is higher than the salary of many graduate students and doctoral students.

It seems that being a stickman is indeed very profitable these years.

"Why don't you believe it, I tell you, if you meet a rich man to tell a fortune, there is no problem in making a fortune of 800,000 yuan. Just in this old street, there are several fortune tellers who have met such a rich man once. Earn one million eight hundred thousand."

Seeing Ye Yaorong didn't believe it, Chen Hai said immediately.

Regardless of the fact that the noodle stall is not big, the money earned in a year is not worse than those who set up shops, and there is no cost.

"It's really making money."

Ye Yaorong nodded and said.

"How was it; were you moved?"

Chen Hai looked at Ye Yaorong and said with a smile.

Chen Hai is now in his sixties, and he will retire after a fortune-telling in this old street. Originally, Chen Hai wanted to pass on his craft of making money to his children, but they were not interested in it, and they were not interested in it. Fortune-telling is very repulsive, saying it is a feudal superstition.

Chen Hai doesn't care if it is something feudal and superstitious. What he cares about is that the craft passed down to him by the ancestor can't be so lost.

So as soon as I heard that Ye Yaorong was able to flicker, he started thinking of closing Ye Yaorong as a disciple.

"Uncle Chen, I'll leave it alone, I can't do this job."

Ye Yaorong shook his head and said.

Now what Ye Yaorong said, he was also a person with status and status, how could he do this kind of "sacred stick" work.

"If you think about it again, it's really money-making, and it's easy and free. Just like me, it's much better than white-collar workers working on the construction site and in the office. You can close the stall whenever you want. If you want to rest, take a rest. This is free, easy, and high-income work. Where can I find it."

Seeing that Ye Yaorong was not interested in learning this fortune-telling, Chen Hai immediately flicked.

"Thank you Uncle Chen for your kindness, I'm really not interested."

Ye Yaorong shook his head and said.

If he hadn't obtained the "Lazy System", if Uncle Chen was willing to pass on this craft to Ye Yaorong, Ye Yaorong would definitely worship him as a teacher.

After all, three to five million yuan this year was an incredible income for Ye Yaorong before.

"That's really a shame."

Chen Hai said with some regret.

It's hard to meet Good Miaozi, but he is not interested in this business just like his son.

...

Xu Qing feels that she has very bad luck today, and it's fine to be let off by her boyfriend. Just now, she was cursed by two crooks.

Said he had some **** disaster.

It's just nonsense, I'm so good, where is the disaster of blood and light!

Liars are getting more and more hateful now!

"Be careful!"

Suddenly someone on the side of the road shouted to Xu Qing.

"what?"

Xu Qing looked suspiciously at the road shouting to herself, not understanding what he meant.

"Hurry up and get away, something fell from it."

When passers-by saw Xu Qing standing still stupidly, he couldn't help but reminded again.

But looking at the rapidly falling objects, the passerby understood that it was too late.

At this time, Xu Qing might also feel something falling from above and couldn't help but look up.

"It's over!"

Xu Qing clearly saw an unknown object hitting her body. Xu Qing wanted to avoid it, but her body couldn't keep up with the speed of her nerves.

"boom!"

"what……"

With the sound of collision and screams, Xu Qing fell to the ground with blood on her arms.

"Are you OK?"

Passers-by ran over and asked Xu Qing.

"pain!"

Xu Qing said palely as she touched the **** arm that was hit by something.

"Fortunately, it was a cloth shoe that fell. If it is something like a vase, it will be troublesome."

"I don't know who has such a lack of public morality, and even threw this shoe down. Fortunately, it didn't hit the head, otherwise it would be fatal."

"It's not necessarily thrown down by someone, maybe it's not necessarily blown down by the wind."

"It's also possible, but you can't put the shoes on the balcony like this~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's really too dangerous to fall."

Passers-by started to talk.

"Girl, are you okay, do you want to call an ambulance."

A kind aunt asked Xu Qing.

"No, thanks!"

Xu Qing shook her head and said.

Now Xu Qing is not concerned about the injury of her arm. After all, the wound is not very big, except for bleeding and pain, it does not cause any major problems.

The key is that Xu Qing is now full of the words "Blood and Light Disaster".

Could it be that those two **** sticks really have the ability to figure out that they have this calamity?

But how is this possible?

If it weren't like that, how could you explain that you would be smashed and bleed by this falling object?

Is it a coincidence?

Now Xu Qing began to conflict.

Seeing a private clinic nearby, Xu Qing went in and simply bandaged it. After coming out, after thinking about it, she walked to the old street just now.

Xu Qing couldn't settle down if Xu Qing didn't figure it out.

This time I was lucky, but I was hit by a cloth shoe in my arm, but Xu Qing didn't know if his "Bloodlight Disaster" was over.

If he encounters falling objects or other dangers again, Xu Qing is really worried about whether she has such good luck.

"Uncle Chen, I'm leaving now."

Ye Yaorong said to Chen Hai.

"Well, but the thing I just said, you will think about it when you go back."

Chen Hai said to Ye Yaorong.

"Ok!"

Ye Yaorong nodded and got up to leave.

"Master, master wait a minute!"

Just as Ye Yaorong was about to leave, a young woman's voice came.

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