A modern Feng Shui master and fortune teller, Lin Wanyue, is transported by a car accident to a dynasty not recorded in history, becoming a three-year-old baby abandoned in a mass grave.
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Lin Weiming remained silent.
He really overestimated this kid!
This guy is nothing but a lackey now!
"Brother Lin, your roasted sweet potato skin is almost burnt!" Young Master Liu shouted as soon as he came over, smelling the almost burnt aroma.
Young Master Liu himself loves roasted sweet potato skins, and he is even more reluctant to see his favorite food burnt.
Lin Weiming quickly looked away, but it was too late. The roasted sweet potato skin in his hand had been burned black in a large area, so he had to throw it away.
Lin Weiming apologized to the customers in front of him in line, saying, "I'm really sorry, I wasn't paying attention just now. I'll get you a new one now and add another dish for you, how does that sound?"
"It's alright, it's alright," the customer in line quickly waved his hand and said.
He had already noticed Lin Weiming's distraction, but dared not point it out because the boss's expression was simply too terrifying!
Seeing his gritted teeth, he dared not remind the boss, for fear of incurring his wrath.
Lin Weiming made a new meal for the guest and took a moment to ask Young Master Liu, "Brother Liu, what brings you here today? It's so hot, come inside and cool off."
"Young Master Liu is here? Please come inside and sit for a while. I'll make you a bowl of our newly made fruit salad later. It's quite delicious. Try it later. If you like it, you can also send some over to Miss Baozhu and your master," Liu Junlan said politely.
"That won't do." Young Master Liu quickly took out his money. "I originally heard that your family had launched a new product and was afraid that no one would support it, so I rushed over here. Now that I see so many people here, I feel relieved."
Young Master Liu may not have any other skills, but he is exceptionally good at spending money, especially when it comes to the Lin family. He has expressed his willingness to spend money on them!
Liu Junlan exchanged a few more polite words with him, and after the previous guests left, she quickly and efficiently prepared a meal for Young Master Liu.
The Liu family took good care of her family. Often, many of the Liu family's servants would come and line up to buy roasted sweet potato skins, saying that their master, young master, young lady, and mistress all loved to eat them.
It's not surprising that poor people who do heavy labor love to eat roasted sweet potato skins, after all, the roasted sweet potato skins sold by the Lin family are quite good quality and inexpensive.
However, Liu Junlan was somewhat skeptical that the Liu family, who were used to eating at all kinds of restaurants, also liked it so much. She felt that it was the Liu family taking good care of her own family.
Since they had received a favor from them, the Lin family felt grateful and gave Liu a larger share.
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Lin Wanyue was busy telling fortunes for her customers who charged ten coins, and also counting on her little fingers to predict when her own pig would give birth, and whether she could still find the silver cloves that she had lost a couple of years ago.
There wasn't a stool next to her, so Jiang Yongqiang simply plopped down on the ground, fanning Lin Wanyue with his hand.
Serving his great-aunt is his duty!
But the more this was the case, the more Jiang Yongqiang disliked the old woman who had spent ten coins and was still nagging for an hour, while he kept throwing knives at her with his eyes darting around.
If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have been scared away by Jiang Yongqiang long ago.
But what hasn't the old woman who came to have her fortune told experienced?
He remained unmoved and steadfast, but his incessant chatter for most of the hour finally angered the crowd, and he was urged to leave by those behind him.
"Hey, hey." Jiang Yongqiang quickly cut in line and said, "Grandma, it's such a waste of time for you to tell their fortunes. Why don't you tell my fortune too, and I can take a break."
Lin Wanyue raised her eyelids and said, "Okay, but it will cost ten taels of silver to have your fortune told."
"Ah...so expensive?" Jiang Yongqiang suddenly felt a sharp pain in his teeth.
However, it is only right to be filial to one's great-aunt and spend money on her.
Jiang Yongqiang gritted his teeth and took out ten taels of silver from his private stash. When he saw the pitiful few pieces of silver left inside, he immediately put the purse away and dared not look at it again.
"Grandma, please tell me your fortune!" Jiang Yongqiang handed over the money.
Lin Wanyue asked, "What kind of duck do you want to be?"
"Um..." This question caught Jiang Yongqiang off guard. He just wanted Lin Wanyue to rest more, and he really hadn't thought of what to ask.
When people consult a fortune teller, they usually ask about three things.
Future prospects, money, and romance.
Jiang Yongqiang knew he wasn't cut out for studying and his future was bleak. As for money, he didn't have much savings of his own, but he was the only son in the Jiang family, and all the family's money would be his in the future, so he wasn't short of money.
Peach blossoms...
The moment Jiang Yongqiang had that thought, he remembered the female ghost he had encountered in his dream, and he was so frightened that he shuddered in broad daylight.
As for the peach blossoms, let's just pluck them all out!
Before Jiang Yongqiang could figure out what he should be considered, Lin Wanyue said, "You have a good appearance and a good face. Your ancestors are blessing you, and you will have a wealthy and noble destiny. It's just a pity that you are dishonest and not a good person. It's hard to say how long your wealth and nobility will last."
When Jiang Yongqiang heard that he was destined for wealth and honor, he was overjoyed.
I think my great-aunt is really good at calculating!
He calculated it accurately in an instant.
He has never suffered any hardship since he was a child. His family has always been wealthy, so isn't that a life of luxury?
But the word "unfortunately" made his heart leap into his throat.
What does it mean that 'it's hard to say when'?
Does that mean he might become poor in the future?
Where did his family's money go?
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