"I can tell fortunes, would you like to have your fortune told?"
Jing Zhe moved his hand away, looked at Yu Haixing, and had a warm expression on his face.
"Fortune telling?"
Yu Haixing was somewhat suspicious. He had heard that Jing Zhe was skilled in poetry, but as for fortune telling—wasn't that something only charlatans could do?
Could it be that he's deliberately trying to act profound in front of me?
Yu Haixing sneered inwardly: You want to pretend? Then I'll let you calculate it. No matter what you calculate, I'll say you're wrong. Let's see what you do then!
So he laughed and said, "Alright! But if you can't predict it accurately, don't blame me for making fun of you!"
"Don't worry, if it's inaccurate, you don't have to pay!"
"..."
Yu Haixing was stunned: Why the hell do they want money?
However, he didn't care. After all, who was he? He himself said he couldn't predict accurately, so how could he charge money?
"Okay, go ahead and calculate!"
Yu Haixing patted his chest, indicating that he was not short of money.
"Hmm, so what... are you?"
"I count—"
Yu Haixing didn't think much of it at first, but as he was about to speak, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his statement...
Who do you think you are?
That's an insult!
Yu Haixing was clearly being scolded, but he couldn't show it, otherwise it would be considered that he was openly being scolded!
So he pretended to be clueless and said, "Then tell me what my future holds!"
Jing Zhe shook his head after hearing this, still admiring the man in his heart. He wondered if the guy was genuinely stupid and couldn't understand, or if he was deliberately holding back because he was being scolded.
He said, "It doesn't seem right to be talking about future prospects?"
"Hehe, can't figure it out, can you?"
Yu Haixing sneered: "You don't even dare to do the calculations, yet you claim to be able to tell fortunes?"
Jing Zhe wasn't angry, and said somewhat dismissively, "If I predict your future, and I say you'll be rich and powerful, do you believe me or not? If I say you'll die suddenly in a few days, do you believe me or not?"
"..."
Yu Haixing felt he had reason to be angry. What did he mean by "he'll die suddenly in a few days"? Was it really okay to curse someone to their face like that?
Seeing that he didn't speak, Jing Zhe continued, "Therefore, it's better to predict more immediate things, preferably things that will have an immediate effect, so that everyone can know whether they are accurate or not!"
"Then what do you think it should be?"
Even if—
Jing Zhe glanced at him, a smirk playing on his lips: "I bet you'll be in bloodshed within fifteen minutes!"
"..."
Yu Haixing was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Ha, how is that possible? I've only been sitting here for fifteen minutes, how could this—"
"Smack!"
Before he could finish speaking, Jing Zhe slapped Yu Haixing across the face.
Yu Haixing covered his face in disbelief. His face, which was still swollen, was hit so hard by Jing Zhe. It was easy to imagine how long it would take for the swelling to go down.
I'm about to go to Jinxi to meet all sorts of heroes and heroines, and you've beaten me up like a pig again.
Enraged, Yu Haixing withdrew his hand and pointed at Jing Zhe, when suddenly a flash of crimson light caught his eye…
He quickly wiped his mouth again, and sure enough, his hands were covered in blood, showing how ruthless Jing Zhe had been, beating him until he vomited blood!
"You, surnamed Jing—"
Yu Haixing was about to say something harsh, but when she met Jing Zhe's half-smiling eyes and the arm raised in mid-air as if ready to strike her again at any moment, she held back: "You have no sportsmanship. We agreed to have a fortune telling, and you get angry and hit me because you can't get a result?"
After saying that, he spat a mouthful of bloody water on the ground and suddenly froze.
Bloodshed...
Then look at Jing Zhe, his face full of anger.
He knows this kind of fortune-telling method too!
He could even predict that Jing Zhe would have to eat soon and go to sleep at night, but is that what you call fortune telling?
He's just deliberately looking for an excuse to hit someone!
Jing Zhe smiled and said, "Do you think my predictions were very accurate?"
"Accurate my foot! You just hit me on purpose!"
Jing Zhe didn't shy away from the topic and nodded, saying, "Yes, I hit you on purpose."
"you--"
"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean'? Let me tell you, from now on, you little brat, stay out of my business with your sister. Otherwise, I'll tell your fortune every day, and believe me, I'll make you disappear!"
"..."
Yu Haixing stood there with his mouth agape, angry but unable to speak, looking rather pitiful.
"Good wine, indeed good wine!"
At this moment, Yu Sheng's hearty laughter came from outside the corridor. Immediately afterwards, he walked in carrying a wine jar, and judging from his posture, he seemed to have already drunk some.
Jing Zhe thought to himself, "No way?"
Two jars of strong liquor, could you have already drunk one of them?
That's an incredible alcohol tolerance!
When Jing Zhe looked over, Yu Sheng's face turned slightly red.
“Nephew, well… General Yu doesn’t drink. It’s just the two of us, and we can’t finish two jars of strong liquor. I’ll put one jar away for now, and we can drink it when you come later!”
Ultimately, it comes down to the problem Yu Zecheng mentioned earlier: Yu Sheng's monthly salary isn't enough for him to consume strong liquor every day, so he has to keep a jar of it. After all, people who enjoy fine wine always have the habit of storing it.
Jing Zhe smiled and said, "Uncle, aren't you slapping your nephew in the face? I have a share in Zhang Family Winery. I'll bring you two jars whenever I come over next time. Don't be stingy!"
"Oh, by the way, if Uncle really wants a drink, just go to Wenxiangju and get it, put it on my tab!"
Jing Zhe originally wanted to go to Zhang's Winery, but after thinking about it, he decided against it. Although he owned the largest share of the winery, it was still Zhang's business, and it wouldn't have a good impact.
"Isn't this... a bit inappropriate?"
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