Zhang Weiguo transmigrates to that era of scarcity, a time of lacking clothes and food.
He is a decorated veteran who has been transferred to a position as the head of the purchasing departme...
This time the time was too short and Zhang Weiguo didn't find anything valuable.
However, the two proofs already show that there is a problem.
Once there is suspicion, there will be more evidence later.
Shazhu returned home and had no interest in eating the chicken soup. He lay on the bed angrily.
All I can think about is ten dollars.
At this time, a voice came from outside.
"Silly, are you home?"
"Sister Qin, I'm here."
When Sha Zhu heard Widow Qin's voice, he immediately got out of bed.
Qin Jingru ate the chicken and went back to the Jia family to show off.
Who is Jia Zhangshi? She heard Shazhu eating chicken.
Immediately arrange for Qin Huairu to ask for chicken.
Widow Qin came to see Sha Zhu with half a plate of peanuts.
"Silly Zhu, let me bring you some snacks."
Shazhu was so touched, Sister Qin was so nice.
Sha Zhu took the peanuts and touched Qin Huairu's hand.
Although Qin Huairu's work in the steel rolling mill is rough, her hands are still very tender, soft and smooth.
Sha Zhu just kept grinning foolishly.
Widow Qin rolled her eyes at Sha Zhu.
I feel that this half plate of peanuts is a delicacy.
"Sister Qin, you have lost weight. Here is some chicken soup. Take it back to replenish your body."
"How can this be so embarrassing, you are so kind, Shazhu."
Widow Qin said sorry as she picked up the pot.
"You drink it, I'll take the chicken soup back."
After saying that, Widow Qin left with the chicken soup.
Only Sha Zhu was left, eating peanuts and drinking wine.
Xu Damao made ten dollars today, he was so happy.
I went straight to the market and bought a pound of pork head.
At this point, it’s considered good to be able to buy pig head.
Xu Damao returned to the courtyard carrying the pig's head.
Thinking about Xu Damao, Zhang Weiguo was thinking about how to trick him.
After leaving Siha Courtyard, I strolled on the road.
Soon, Zhang Weiguo found the target.
He is a fortune teller.
"Boss, do you want to take this business?"
"I'll definitely take it if I can make money."
This was the situation, so Zhang Weiguo told him about Xu Damao's situation, mainly wanting to trick him.
"Is there any pill that can make a man stronger?"
The fortune teller thought about it and realized that it was true.
This fortune teller was a Taoist priest, but not an orthodox one. He just learned from a wandering Taoist priest for a few days.
I didn't learn much real skills, but I learned a lot of cheating and deceiving.
Based on the books left by the Taoist priests, I also made a few pills.
Among them is such a pill.
It mainly targets the rich people.
The effect of the medicine is really strong, but it is hard to say whether it has side effects.
Zhang Weiguo doesn't care whether there are any side effects.
It’s better to have side effects.
Just ask the fortune teller how much one coin costs.
"Five dollars a piece."
"I'll give you ten yuan, and you can set up a stall in the courtyard."
Zhang Weiguo gave the fortune teller ten dollars.
The fortune teller took it and looked at it.
Aren't you blind?
Isn't this meant to be more like?
Do you think you are blind if you wear sunglasses?
You know what, they really look alike.
The two came to the courtyard.
I specifically talked to the fortune teller about Xu Damao's appearance.
Don't pick the wrong person.
Don't worry, you won't make any mistakes.
"If you can get this done, I'll give you another ten dollars when you come back."
"No problem, don't worry."
"I'll do the work, don't worry."
Zhang Weiguo left, and the fortune teller was waiting here for Xu Damao to come out.
Xu Damao drank too much and felt a little urgent to urinate.
Come out to use the toilet.
The fortune teller saw that Xu Damao finally came out.
"Oh, what a pity, what a pity."
Xu Damao was in a hurry to go to the toilet and ignored him.
When Xu Mao came out of the toilet after uploading, he heard the fortune teller still sighing, and his interest was immediately piqued.
Xu Damao came to the fortune-telling stall and waved his hand in front of the fortune-teller.
When I saw the fortune teller had no reaction, I thought he was blind.
But Xu Damao didn’t know that the fortune teller’s eyes were rolling behind his sunglasses.
If I hadn't maintained my image as a superior, I would have started cursing.
"Donor, you can't have children."
In one sentence, he touched Xu Damao's sore spot.
"Master, could you please explain it in detail?"
The fortune teller was just a bunch of bluffs, and that was his specialty.
It's not easy to fool people.
The more he talked, the more frightened Xu Damao became.
I kept sighing, the master is right.
The fortune teller said: "You are lucky to have met me. If you had met someone else, you would never have the chance to have children again in this life."
"Master, please give me some advice."
Xu Damao almost knelt down.
I feel like the master was sent by God to save me.
"Who brought us together?"
"If it were anyone else, I definitely wouldn't help."
The fortune teller took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and poured out a black pill from it.
"This is the elixir my master left for me."
"If it were someone else, I wouldn't be willing to take it out at all."
"This is our destiny, that's why I took it out."
"Master, is this elixir really effective?"
"That's a must."
"Master, how much is this elixir?"
"This is fate between us, no money is needed."
"Master, this is really free, are you giving it to me for free?"
"Of course it's true. Monks don't tell lies."
"Master, you are a living Bodhisattva."
Now Xu Damao had no doubts at all.
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