Chapter 8: The Wronged One
Found ginseng in the closet.
It’s the kind of ginseng that comes in a hardcover box.
The packaging looks expensive.
Fang Yi opened it and took out one.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally took a bite.
It tastes a bit bitter at first, but becomes a bit sweet later on.
Soon he swallowed a piece of ginseng.
Fang Yi actually felt that his physical fatigue was relieved in an instant, "Hey, ginseng is really effective!"
He quickly ate another ginseng.
I finished all five of them quickly.
Fang Yi actually felt that he had recovered about 70% to 80%.
You have to know that I was in a state of extreme exhaustion before. Yesterday afternoon, it wasn't that serious and I ate four dishes and one soup, plus a bowl of rice from the rice cooker!
"I didn't expect ginseng to be so effective. I'm going to search how much this brand costs. If it's cheap, I'll buy more."
He took out his phone and searched for it, then couldn't help but swear, "Fuck, a box of ginseng like this costs more than a thousand yuan?"
There is only more than 10,000 yuan in my bank card, which is not enough for me to eat out very often.
More importantly, Fang Yi was planning to go to Longhu Mountain.
Food and other expenses along the way cost money.
It’s impossible to use all of it to buy ginseng, right?
“We have to find a way to make some money.”
Fang Yi thinks about how to make money.
Normal work makes money too slowly.
I have no special skills and it is difficult to make a lot of money in a short period of time.
"It seems that my greatest skill now is to be able to read people's lives. How about setting up a fortune-telling stall? One fortune-telling stall costs 100,000 yuan per divination. Let's see if there are any suckers who will be fooled?"
He found the idea ridiculous.
Who is so stupid as to spend 100,000 yuan for a divination?
Maybe there really are such fools?
Fang Yi blinked and decided to give it a try.
After all, he really couldn't think of any other way to make a lot of money in a short period of time.
I found a piece of white cloth at home and cut it into a rectangular shape.
He found a brush and ink that had not been used for many years and wrote the four words "One hexagram worth one hundred thousand" on the white cloth.
After it dried, Fang Yi walked to the south side of the road and then took the bus to the county.
…
County.
Fang Yi remembered that there was a place with many fortune-telling scammers, at the entrance of a small park.
He found the place according to his memory and discovered that it was already filled with a row of middle-aged women and men.
Each one looked very professional, with compasses, I Ching Bagua diagrams and other things placed in front of their stalls.
And they all put up a small sign that said "Fortune Telling Twenty".
Logically speaking, Fang Yi only had a piece of white cloth with the words "One divination costs 100,000" written on it, and it was his first time setting up a stall, so he should be embarrassed.
But since he realized that he was a superhuman, Fang Yi no longer cared about what others thought.
He calmly found a corner seat and sat down, then spread the white cloth on the floor in front of him.
An old lady and an old man who were not far from him saw it and kept pointing at him.
"Is the young man crazy about money?"
"That's right, one divination worth 100,000? Haha, young people nowadays."
The aunt and uncle were talking in a low voice.
Fang Yi was unmoved after hearing this. He just sat there waiting to see if any sucker would be caught.
Because the crowd here was quite dense, someone soon noticed it.
However, most people had the same reaction as the old man and woman next to them, thinking that Fang Yi was daydreaming.
Some even laughed.
Fang Yi had a good attitude and was not angry at all because of being laughed at.
Wait.
Wait.
An hour passed.
There wasn't a single guest.
Two hours passed and still no one showed up.
On the contrary, the old man and woman next to them took in several customers and each earned about 100 yuan.
Perhaps it was because what Fang Yi wrote was a bit "sensational", and more and more people gathered around to watch.
"You're so young and you're cheating?"
"Alas, people nowadays just want to eat and do nothing."
"That's right. I can't lie. Look at those old men and women. They spend twenty dollars to tell fortunes. Even if some people don't believe in fortune-telling, they are willing to spend twenty dollars to tell fortunes when they encounter urgent matters. You spend one hundred thousand dollars on this divination. Do you really think you are Yuan Tiangang?"
"I want to see if there's anyone who will fall for his trick!"
"How could there be such a fool? I think you think too much."
A group of people gathered around and pointed and talked.
Fang Yi remained unmoved and continued to wait for the arrival of his scapegoat.
Another two hours passed and it was almost afternoon.
Many people came back from lunch and saw Fang Yi was still there, and they were even more speechless.
Fang Yi didn't feel bored at all.
Because he had been keeping his eyes closed, immersed in a semi-cultivation state.
Suddenly, a Mercedes-Benz stopped not far away.
There were two other people in the car, pointing and communicating.
The young man in the driver's seat said, "Boss, this is it."
The chubby old man in his sixties in the back row pushed up his reading glasses, looked in Fang Yi's direction, and frowned, "So young? This kind of person must be a liar."
The young man said, "I also think he's a liar, but you heard someone was asking 100,000 for a fortune-teller, so you had to come here to take a look."
The old man sighed and said, "I don't want to either. Xiaoqing has been missing for four or five days, and there have been no kidnapping calls. The police have searched the entire city and can't find any trace of her. Although I don't believe in superstition, Xiaoqing is my daughter after all. The only thing I can believe in now is superstition. Let's go find him and give it a try."
The young man said, "Then you should find someone with a bigger reputation. What does this young man know?"
"It's not like I haven't consulted those masters before, but none of them can tell the exact result." The old man was very dissatisfied. "Since he dares to charge 100,000 for a divination, he must have some skills. Let's go and take a look."
The young man gave advice: "Tell him later that he must not refuse to pay, so that he will not be cheated out of 100,000 yuan in vain."
"I know."
The old man opened the car door and walked towards Fang Yi.
The young man also got out of the car, locked it, and followed.
A large group of people were still pointing and talking.
The old man and the young man had already pushed their way through the crowd and came to the front.
Fang Yi felt someone coming, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
Perhaps it was because he had just finished his training, and there was a gleam in his eyes.
Ordinary people cannot perceive this light because it is the spiritual light of practitioners.
But the old man saw a kind of depth in Fang Yi's eyes that had just opened, and he couldn't help but be stunned.
"Want to tell fortunes?" Fang Yi asked.
The old man came back to his senses, squatted down and said, "Well, one hundred thousand for one divination?"
Fang Yi said calmly, "You are not allowed to refuse the money."
The old man smiled and said, "Okay, let's make a deal. I will only give you the money afterward if the calculation is correct. If not, I won't give you a cent."
Fang Yi nodded and said, "Okay."
"Is there really someone who wants him to tell fortunes?"
"Wow, there are so many people who are being taken advantage of."
"Isn't it? There are still people who fall for a divination worth 100,000 yuan?"
“I really don’t understand what the rich people in this world think.”
"Don't make a noise. Maybe this guy really has some skills. Let's see if his calculations are accurate."
"Yes, let's see if it's accurate."
The people around were surprised.
They never imagined that there really was a "sucker" who told fortunes.
For a moment, all the discussions stopped, and everyone wanted to see what was so special about a divination worth 100,000 yuan.
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