Chapter 52 Who is the Master?
After saying that, she looked up at Qin Tianhai and said, "Grandpa, thank you."
Qin Tianhai patted Qin Jin'an's hair, and without saying anything more, he took her away.
Qin glanced around for a moment before snapping back to reality, because there were already customers at her stall.
Her precious child is working so hard, how could she not do her job well?
...
Qin Tianhai led Qin Jinan to the location from yesterday, and they were immediately recognized.
"They really came."
Someone exclaimed in surprise.
People automatically made way for each other.
Qin Tianhai led Qin Jin'an inside; the fortune teller and the woman had not yet arrived.
Someone, always eager for drama, asked, "Young lady, do you think they'll come back today? You can do the math."
People looked at Qin Jin'an, waiting for her to speak.
Qin Jin'an remained calm and spoke slowly, "I will come."
She found a seat, took out a bag of spicy snacks, and started eating.
"Little girl, what are you eating? It smells delicious."
Seeing Qin Jin'an eating with relish, someone with a craving for food couldn't help but ask.
It turns out they came to the market. They heard that there was something interesting to see here. They said that yesterday a little girl had her fortune told by a fortune teller, who said that she would lose her leg, and today the prediction would come true.
This was quite a novelty, and as word spread, a large crowd gathered around, eager to see what the fortune-telling girl looked like and whether her predictions were accurate.
People saw her eating something that looked delicious, and it made them crave it.
Qin Jin'an smiled and said, "My dish is spicy fish noodles, made by my mother herself. She uses very plump fish, which she mashes into a paste. It's so fragrant. I can't tell you the secret recipe, but if you want to try it, you can go to South Street to buy it. My mother hasn't sold out yet."
"Would you like to try some? I'll give you two."
Qin Jin'an presented the paper package in his hand.
People hesitated for a moment, but quickly stepped forward to take it one by one.
The spicy flavor explodes in your mouth, making you slurp and want to keep eating.
"South Street, I'm going to buy some right now, it's so delicious."
A man asked a question, and after seeing Qin Jin'an nod, he immediately turned and went to South Street.
His friend asked him, "Aren't you going to see the play?"
"No, no, you can tell me later that I'm afraid I won't be able to buy any of these delicious noodle fish if I go too late."
Although this was a novel idea, you could find out about it by asking around. He was a foodie and was afraid that if he went too late, he wouldn't be able to get any food.
It's okay to miss out on lively entertainment, but it's unacceptable to miss out on delicious food.
Traffic generation successful.
As the person involved, Qin Jin'an did not feel embarrassed at all; she sat down and ate her food in a very natural and open manner.
As the sun rose higher, the woman and the fortune teller still hadn't arrived.
Many of the people waiting to see the show have already left.
Qin Jin'an cupped his face and waited quietly.
Qin Tianhai sat to the side reading a book.
This scene was surprisingly harmonious.
"Oh, they haven't arrived yet."
The man who sold noodle fish on South Street had returned. He squeezed next to Qin Jin'an and asked with a smile.
Qin Jin'an glanced at him and nodded.
"Young lady, how much do you charge for a fortune telling?"
The man asked while eating his noodles.
He was very curious and found the little girl quite interesting.
"The first divination costs 660 coins, the second 6.6 taels, the third 66 taels, and so on. It is only for those who are destined to receive it."
Qin Jin'an answered readily; this was something she had been thinking about last night.
She's not your average fortune teller, so you can't treat her like any other person.
"So expensive..."
The man paused for a moment and sighed.
Qin Jin'an smiled and said, "Of course, how can we make money if it's not expensive?"
"Here he comes! The old gentleman has arrived!"
When Qu Hui was carried in, the people waiting to watch the show cheered and kindly made way for him.
Qu Hui was surprised by the large number of people. He felt his face burning, but he still came to avoid bad luck in the coming year and to answer his questions.
The clinic's staff carried it to Qin Jin'an and put it down.
Qu Hui's leg, which was being braced with a wooden board, shocked people; he had actually broken his leg.
"Master, how did you break your leg?"
People couldn't help but ask, "This is too amazing!"
Qu Hui glanced at Qin Jin'an and calmly asked, "Little girl, do you know how my leg was broken?"
Qin Jin'an looked at Qu Hui. Yesterday, she only looked at his face, but now, looking into his eyes, she saw an unbelievable scene.
It was just a narrow ditch, barely a foot wide, but his foot sank in and he broke it.
"You broke your leg when you stepped into the ditch," Qin Jin'an said.
Qu Hui's pupils contracted; he actually knew.
He couldn't help but regret it now. If he hadn't worried so much yesterday, if he hadn't gone to the inn, would his leg still be intact?
Reflecting on his life, he looked at Qin Jin'an and asked, "Master, my life has been like walking on thin ice. May I ask how I should make a living?"
When his master was alive, he said that he had no talent.
He studied diligently, but only managed to become a mediocre person. He would occasionally get a few points right, and he made a living with these half-baked skills.
But now, even this path is no longer viable.
Qin Jin'an looked at him, but didn't answer him immediately. He just stared at him.
Qu Hui lowered his eyes.
"Go north and do a hundred good deeds, and you will find the answer."
Qin Jin'an spoke softly.
Qu Hui's fate is full of hardships, but there is a glimmer of hope in the north. If he does not go north, he will die this winter. If he goes north, there is still a glimmer of hope.
This is what she can see.
"Along the north..."
Qu Hui muttered something to himself. He looked at Qin Jin'an, scrutinizing her every expression. He saw the pity in her eyes; there was no deception.
She genuinely saw it; she wasn't just guessing what he was thinking.
If he didn't go north, would he die?
Because he had foreseen his death, he subconsciously showed a look of pity.
"Thank you for your guidance, sir. I, Qu Hui, am deeply grateful. I hereby swear that I will never again scheme for others in this lifetime."
He didn't want to be a fortune teller anymore. After so many years, he still couldn't make a living, and he didn't want to be so stubborn anymore.
Qin Jin'an smiled. She didn't say anything more, but seeing her smile made everyone feel relaxed and comfortable.
Zhou led Li Daya out of the crowd. Her face was red and she lowered her head, pushing Li Daya towards Qin Jin'an. Zhou asked, "Master, is my Daya really capable of becoming a female general?"
She had been there for a while, and when she saw that the fortune teller who had told her fortune yesterday was indeed carrying her with a broken leg, and was asking the young girl to show her the way, Zhou's heart was stirred.
It doesn't matter if I lose face. As long as I can be the mother of a female general in the future, what does losing face now matter?
Qin Jin'an looked at Li Daya, their eyes met, and he smiled at her, saying, "Always trust your own judgment and move forward."
No matter what happens.
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