Chapter 23 Fortune Telling Stall Taiqing Palace You, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, also come here...
The Jintian Shopping Center in Langang has always been famous for its luxury and high-end products. Ordinary people have to muster up the courage to withstand the huge impact of the class gap even if they want to go in for a walk.
However, the gray and silver Xiali N3 had no scruples and parked in the middle of a bunch of luxury cars.
The short-haired woman in an old school uniform put her hands in her pockets, kicked the car door shut with her heel, and walked towards the mall.
As he walked, Long Zhu thought about what Song Yuqu said.
In fact, she no longer remembered how long she had lived, so long that she had forgotten what she was.
But she always remembered one thing, which was the answer she got from someone a long time ago.
——Only death can allow her to return to "home".
So she searched for the existence that could kill her for thousands of years, even though she gradually forgot what "home" was.
But if she is also one of the Nine Goblins, will Tianjiu have a way to kill her?
Just as Long Zhu was daydreaming, the sudden vibration of his cell phone interrupted his thoughts.
It's a pop-up ad from Bingxixi.
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Changfeng Temple?
Long Zhu suddenly thought of something and looked eager to take action.
The greeting guy at the door looked at the words "Almighty Housekeeping" painted on the other person's car and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Although this is a place where rich people spend their money, it is not a private club after all. The shopping mall would not be stupid enough to put up a sign prohibiting poor people from entering to damage its image. As the receptionist of the shopping mall, he naturally has to provide equal service to every guest.
"Welcome, ma'am!" he greeted warmly.
Long Zhu had just stepped inside when he suddenly put away his phone and asked, "Where is the clothes seller?"
Recently, her old school uniform has either been frayed or stained with indelible colors. She plans to buy a few new ones and put them in the car so that she can replace them and throw them away next time.
The receptionist pointed to the side and said, "Madam, this floor is all about clothing, but..."
Before he finished speaking, Long Zhu went straight to the place he pointed. The receptionist was stunned for a while before adding: "...The price will be quite high."
In an international luxury store, two old customers were discussing the new season's products. They caught a glimpse of Long Zhu's figure out of the corner of their eyes, and they looked at each other with a hint of hidden contempt.
The well-mannered salesperson in the store approached me and kindly recommended two or three relatively cheap jackets and tops, even though the price tags still had countless zeros on them.
Long Zhu took a critical look at the fabric and frowned, "It will be difficult to clean if it's stained with blood."
The salesperson was taken aback for a moment, but then quickly reacted with high emotional intelligence: "Are you saying it's hard to clean after it gets stained with liquid? The one our model is wearing is made of waterproof fabric, but it's a new arrival this season, so it might be a little over budget."
Long Zhu nodded at the dark grey coat on the mannequin: "Then this one will do."
The salesperson was a little surprised, but she was quickly overwhelmed by the excitement of the unexpected surprise. She asked softly, "OK, ma'am, would you like to pay by cash or card?"
Long Zhu took out a card from his pocket and said, "Buy seven or eight items first."
The card was given to her by Chen Fujun. It is said that anything can be bought with it, but Long Zhu still prefers to use coins because she can never remember the password.
Two old customers at the counter looked surprised when they heard the sound.
Who buys multiples of the same style? What day is it today? Are the nouveau riche out to rock the streets?
The salesperson was stunned by the continuous "good news". She said dazedly: "Ma'am, this piece is limited edition. We only have five pieces at the moment, and one has already been reserved."
Long Zhu clicked his tongue and said, "Four pieces are fine."
She pointed to the woven bag on the display case next to her, her expression of admiration evident: "Take four or five more of these, they look very capable of holding a lot of things."
It feels like it can hold more than a trunk.
It feels solid and safe.
This woven bag is certainly not an ordinary snakeskin bag. It is just an eye-catching product created by the brand for marketing purposes. The eye-catching five-digit price tag makes its target customers synonymous with "stupid and rich".
Just when everyone thought that this might be another script created by a short video blogger for traffic, a "ding" sound was heard, and the POS machine proved that the transaction had indeed taken place.
Even when leaving, Long Zhu murmured with regret: "Such a big store, but there are only four pieces of clothing."
Shop assistant: “…” He wanted to explain but didn’t know where to start.
Long Zhu directly opened the woven bag and stuffed the clothes into it without mercy, showing the simple style of a migrant worker.
The dazed clerk then jumped up in panic and chased after him.
"Ma'am! We have someone to help you deliver your things to your house!"
"Wait! Let's add a contact, ma'am!"
…
The flower and bird market is across the street from Green Lake Park. It is a small place with old facilities, but it has beautiful scenery. Street markets have become popular recently, and after shopping, you can sit under the trees by the lake, which is comfortable and leisurely.
Ying Zhiwei saw stalls selling constellations and tarot cards, as well as stalls with signs like "Plum Blossom Divination" and "Purple Star Astrology". The shop owners did not seem to be from the Taoist sect.
She followed suit and paid the stall fee to the market organizer the next day. When the market opened at 7:30 that evening, her simple stall had already been set up.
She placed several talismans folded into triangles in a box, and annotated the names of them according to categories. There were four types in total: talismans for warding off evil spirits, talismans for warding off disasters, talismans for attracting wealth, and talismans for purifying the mind.
[One talisman for protection, one divination to answer questions, affordable prices, welcome to chat]
In fact, these alchemists usually only deal with various ghosts. Ying Zhiwei is not very proficient in things like fortune-telling and divination.
But at least it's more reliable than those charlatans.
The sign hung there lonely for a long time. Passers-by hurried back and forth, occasionally glancing at it curiously and asking a few questions, but the sign just smiled. They sat there for half a day without a single business.
Ying Zhiwei and the radio on the table both let out a faint sigh.
After a while, two young girls passed by hand in hand, and one of them looked at Ying Zhiwei's sign.
"Boss, why are there no peach blossom charms?" Two furry heads came to the stall to study.
Ying Zhiwei sat up straight and spoke in a friendly voice, "The effect of the marriage talisman is too short-lived. If used improperly, it will turn into a bad love relationship. You are still studying, right? Why not try the Qingxin Talisman? It will help you calm your mind and improve your academic performance."
The girl pouted and said, "My grades are just so-so. Boss, do you have any acne-removing charms?"
The other nodded: "There are also talismans for relieving menstrual cramps, repelling mosquitoes, and recovering from myopia. I went to Taiqing Palace before and saw that their cultural and creative store sold them."
Taiqing Palace, you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, are also in the adult entertainment industry? ?
Ying Zhi sweated slightly: "Ah, this, not yet."
The girls were disappointed: "Ah - then let's go to the tarot reading next door."
"Okay, I want to know when I can talk to a handsome guy..."
Ying Zhiwei tried her best to save the situation: "Uh - people always admire the strong. If you become an outstanding person, then outstanding suitors may come to you uninvited!"
One of the girls stopped and blinked: "What she said makes sense."
After chatting for a while, she scanned the code and bought a mind-clearing talisman for thirty yuan.
Ying Zhiwei listened to the WeChat payment notification with tears in her eyes, thinking that she probably wouldn't be able to earn back the stall fee tonight.
She simply gave the other party a talisman to ward off disasters for free, as a blessing for a good start to the business.
After a while, a man with long hair sat down in front of the stall. He pushed his glasses and looked at Ying Zhiwei with a challenging tone: "Little sister, what kind of chart do you use for fortune-telling? What kind of hexagrams do you use? Qimen? Taiyi? Ziwei?"
Ying Zhiwei just smiled and took out three copper coins: "What are you?"
The visitor had bad intentions. He was clearly a "colleague" who set up a fortune-telling stall at the other end of the market.
The man looked up with disdain: "Calculate where I will be in half an hour."
"Ah, this," Ying Zhiwei scratched his head. "Does this even count? You can go wherever you want."
A few onlookers laughed out loud.
The man was slightly annoyed: "Finding the direction and determining the position, you can't even figure out such a basic thing?"
Ying Zhiwei explained, "It's indeed simple, but you're asking about the exact time. This isn't about finding the direction but about foreknowledge and deduction. Forgive my limited knowledge and understanding, but I can't answer that for now."
The man laughed at her, "You have no ability, yet you're still setting up a stall here. Little sister, you should go back to school!"
Ying Zhiwei was curious: "I don't think you are a genius. Can you count on your fingers and figure out how many dumplings my neighbor's father ate at home?"
Has this person read too many novels? Fortune-telling is also a form of deduction. Even Zhu Meng, the current head of one of the four major temples, can't just flick his fingers and know every detail like watching TV, right?
Seeing her provocative words, the man sneered, "I can tell you that you have bad luck in your life palace at such a young age. You're going to be in trouble soon."
Seeing that the other party clearly had no spiritual power but was cursing her, Ying Zhiwei's expression turned cold. She put the copper coin back into the tortoise shell and said unhappily, "Then I'll give you a free warning. You will most likely face a bloody disaster in half an hour. The disaster-preventing talisman costs one hundred yuan each. No bargaining."
The man raised his voice: "Look, they're raising the price!"
He caught a glimpse of a figure coming towards him in a hurry, and he was delighted.
He has been setting up a stall here for many years and had noticed Ying Zhiwei a long time ago.
Just now, he saw someone anxiously asking about a female student selling amulets, so he was sure that the other party must have been deceived and was looking for trouble, so he came to find her in advance, hoping to use this incident to show off his ability to judge things.
After all, what does a little girl know about fortune-telling and gossip?
As soon as he finished speaking, the hurried figure rushed over.
Ying Zhiwei looked up, his expression startled: "——Boss?"
Yang Fengchun whimpered and grabbed Ying Zhiwei's hand, as if grasping a life-saving straw: "Master! I finally found you!"
Inadvertently, her strong and powerful hips knocked the man who was in the way aside.
The man was stunned. He staggered a few steps and fell backwards - his elbow was broken and bleeding.
……Um? ?
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