Chapter 138 Buying Cinnabar Yellow Paper
The stall owner next to him lost his patience and asked Yun Mo, "Little girl, your assertion isn't what I thought it meant, right?"
Yun Mo opened his eyes and said with an air of mastery, "I think that's what you mean."
The stall owner choked a little at her words and laughed, "Interesting, how much do you charge?"
Yun Mo glanced at him and said calmly, "Fortune telling, one divination costs 800 star coins."
The stall owner chuckled. Eight hundred was a huge difference compared to the ten thousand star coins he had before. Why would he give up this good business?
But eight hundred is indeed not high. In their business where the cost is often several thousand or even tens of thousands, it is definitely a bargain. Does she want to make a small profit but quick turnover?
"How about you tell me my fortune?"
The stall owner became interested, and he couldn't afford to lose or be cheated for eight hundred star coins.
Yun Mo curled her lips into a smile, looked at the money she received with satisfaction, and then said slowly, "Within five minutes, you will be hurt by a woman."
Stall Owner: ...What happened to the promise of good quality and low prices? Is this all you're worth for 800 Star Coins?
This is even worse than the one who just sold his face!
At least that person gave me a piece of paper!
What's this about? Being hurt by a woman? Isn't it just being hurt by the woman in front of me?
The stall owner was a little unhappy, "That's it?"
"Yeah... the effort is proportional to the reward. If you want me to resolve it, it won't be 800 star coins!"
The stall owner felt cheated and wanted to slap himself. "You're so naughty!"
Huo Chuan looked at the stall owner's unhappy expression, but he was secretly happy. He ran to Ling Jiu's side and watched the fun secretly.
The stall owner thought about it and felt unhappy. "You said I would be hurt by a woman in five minutes, but what if I'm not hurt?"
"Return it in full," Yun Mo still sat cross-legged on the chair, with his hands spread out and an innocent expression.
The stall owner didn't know what to say. He turned around and pointed at Yunmo, "Okay, good. I'll wait!"
He said as he walked towards his stall.
"Tsk..." Yun Mo shook her head with some reluctance.
At this moment, a hovercraft carrying goods rushed up from behind.
"Get out of the way!" the woman shouted.
The stall owner stood there in a daze.
Then I heard a "crash".
The middle-aged woman who was driving knocked the stall owner away!
Got hit and flew away!
Fly!
!
The fat stall owner had a face full of blood from his nose. He crawled up from a long distance away, his hands trembling, not knowing what to say.
It's so pitiful to be hurt by a woman...
Yun Mo had already jumped off the chair and slowly walked to the stall owner, reaching out to pull him up, "Do you need a good luck charm? It can bring you better luck."
Fat stall owner: ... "No!"
Yun Mo felt a little regretful and shook her head with her back to him. "Then, considering that we are destined to meet, I can give you another tip: you're going to lose a lot of money today!"
The stall owner's face almost turned green: ...
When he returned, he found out that the employee he had hired had sold a piece of his ancient jade for 20,000 star coins at the price of a high-quality imitation antique!
The employees looked at him with excitement, hoping to get the boss's praise.
The stall owner's face turned pale. He simply forgot to take out the jade separately. He had just confirmed last night that the jade was a real antique and was worth a million star coins.
The stall owner touched his chest, looking for an emergency heart pill. The shock he suffered today was really great.
"Hey, do you still want to listen? I'll give it to you for free." Yun Mo looked at the stall owner's face and continued speaking.
Huo Chuan was about to faint from laughing. She still had the habit of plucking the wool of a sheep.
"Stop, I'll buy it, isn't it okay if I buy it?"
This girl is such a jinx. Is this how she gets her to make such assertions?
If he says it will hurt you, then it will hurt you. If he says it will cost you money, then it will cost you money. If he says something else later, will he still be able to survive?
Isn't it just eight hundred? She must not be allowed to continue.
"Good luck, boss. Your money will be back soon."
Fat stall owner: ...
Ling Jiu opened his mouth wide, this was really fantastic.
Half an hour later, the man who bought the ancient jade from the fat stall owner came back to return it, saying that he didn't like the quality.
The fat stall owner burst into tears.
"So, you really can count?"
Ling Jiu finally couldn't sit still anymore and walked over to look at Yun Mo.
"Yeah..." Yun Mo replied.
"Then can you calculate it for me?" Ling Jiu asked.
"Okay."
Yun Mo clicked on the smart computer terminal. It seemed that the money she made today was easy to come by. It seemed that she would have to hang out in places like this more often in the future. If she had the chance, she might be able to set up her own stall.
Ling Jiu paid the money and sat there calmly, not saying what he wanted to know.
"What do you want to calculate?" Yun Mo asked.
"Whatever," Ling Jiu replied.
Yun Mo looked at his expression and pursed her lips maliciously. She was afraid that you would cry...
After looking at her palms and face, and then using the Six-Line Divination, Yun Mo finally began her statement.
"You came from the north. You were successful in your studies but didn't inherit the family business. You suffered a water disaster at the age of five, a fire at the age of seven, and were almost sold by human traffickers at the age of ten. You joined the army at the age of twenty, and damaged your kidneys at the age of twenty-two. Hmm, maybe it was repaired later..."
She talked incessantly for a full ten minutes, and Ling Jiu's eyelids had gone from half drooping to wide open.
"How is that possible?! Are you checking me?"
"What do you think?"
Yun Mo snorted, "Do you still want me to continue?"
"The one you have a crush on but haven't confessed your feelings to?"
"Fuck!" This sentence tore apart Ling Jiu's indifferent expression.
Ling Jiu rubbed his face, this time he really believed it.
It was as if he had switched his personality, and the originally sage-like Ling Jiu turned into a bootlicker in seconds.
"Ah, classmate, which planet are you on? Can we communicate more often? How about you leave me your contact information?"
"I'm not looking for friends, neither men nor women," Yun Mo returned his original words.
Ling Jiu: ...
Yun Mo then raised an eyebrow and asked, "You want to learn?"
"Uh-huh".
Ling Jiu's face was filled with urgency, while Dugu Qiubai felt lonely. He had finally met a true master and could not let him go.
"That's not impossible."
"What conditions?" Ling Jiushi asked.
"Are you selling cinnabar yellow paper?"
"Ah, sell it! Ten thousand star coins per piece!" Ling Jiu interjected.
Yun Mo felt a pain in her heart as she pinched the card in her pocket. Why did they always talk to a poor bastard as if ten thousand yuan was not money?
Yun Mo placed her hand on the yellow paper. "Ten thousand?"
Ling Jiu suddenly realized, "No, no, I'll sell it to you at cost price, one thousand star coins per piece, how about that?"
…
On the way back, Yun Mo couldn't stop smiling. It was all effortless.
Most importantly, it's at a price she can afford!
On the return ship, the young men each held a lucky charm in their hands, their faces flushed with joy.
Why do charlatans always start making money from their own people?
It increased from 800 to 1,800 star coins, it hurts so much.
(End of this chapter)
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