Chapter 222 Not Shameful
This blind fortune teller doesn't charge high fees; for things like fortune telling and name selection, it only costs ten yuan per session.
However, Jiang Jiani and Lu Xiangyang wanted quite a few names. They paid ten yuan for each birth chart, for a total of forty yuan, in exchange for twelve names.
After coming out, Jiang Jianni flicked the paper in her hand: "Just these twelve names, forty yuan."
Although it only costs forty yuan, the name they chose was very particular, and it was truly based on the Four Pillars of Destiny and the Five Elements.
In addition, each child was given three alternatives.
The key point is that these names are really beautiful and pleasant to hear.
Lu Xiangyang: "Then should we look for other people?"
Jiang Jianni pondered for a moment: "Go."
"We've already found one, so finding two more won't hurt."
"Anyway, their fees aren't expensive, so it's worth spending money to have fun."
The three fortune tellers were located in Pingyang City. One lived in a village in the suburbs, while the other lived in a small county town under the jurisdiction of Pingyang City, about 50 or 60 kilometers away.
As they drove to the suburbs, Jiang Jianni recalled the earlier incident and couldn't help but ask, "Do you think that person was really blind or just pretending?"
"I always felt there was something strange about his voice."
This fortune teller, just like the kind of master often seen in movies and TV dramas, used a curtain to separate the inside from the outside.
The guest sat at the door, while the fortune teller sat inside.
Moreover, the entire room is decorated in a very Zen style.
Incense was still burning.
The fragrance is enchanting, but unlike the pungent incense that people usually buy, it has a fresh, herbal scent.
Putting everything else aside, the style has been elevated instantly.
So when she heard that a fortune telling cost ten yuan, Jiang Jianni subconsciously felt that the price was too low.
Ten yuan is not enough to justify such a stylish arrangement.
And the other person's voice.
Although she sounded quite old, Jiang Jianni felt that something was off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
Lu Xiangyang sighed: "It's probably because this fortune teller is quite young."
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Jiang Jianni looked startled: "He's not that old? But his voice..."
She suddenly realized: "He can change his voice!"
"His voice is fake!"
Think about those voice actors.
He was a burly man, but his voice came out as sweet as a little girl's.
That's nothing at all.
The most terrifying thing is the kind that can imitate all kinds of men, women, young and old.
Jiang Jianni watched an interview video with a Japanese voice actress.
The voice actors, based on the host's requests, were able to convey the character's personality, status, and position solely through their voices—it was incredibly impressive.
Besides, there are even people in China who specialize in ventriloquism.
It's normal for someone to specifically learn an old person's voice.
We're all just trying to make a living, there's nothing shameful about it.
To everyone's surprise, Lu Xiangyang shook his head: "No, I figured it out from the breathing."
"The fortune teller's breathing was long and shallow, which meant he was in good health."
"People in their seventies and eighties don't breathe like that."
Jiang Jianni found it unbelievable: "How could you tell that from that?"
no.
You're a firefighter, not a police officer. Where did you learn this?
Lu Xiangyang: "Isn't this a very simple matter?"
Jiang Jiani wanted to scream.
How is this simple?
Moreover, would a normal person even notice this issue?
Jiang Jianni: "...I think you shouldn't be a firefighter, you should be a criminal investigator."
Lu Xiangyang: "...You're overthinking it. I can't do it."
Jiang Jianni glanced at him sideways.
She doesn't understand the current level of criminal investigation, but many police officers didn't actually graduate from professional police academies. Many were transferred from the military and then learned on the job.
Not long after leaving the city, I saw a car parked on the side of the road.
A woman stood to one side with her hands on her hips, gesturing and talking to a man.
Jiang Jianni had only glanced at the other person because they were driving a rare sedan at this time of year, but unexpectedly she saw a familiar face and quickly said:
"Go check on the situation. I know that woman."
Lu Xiangyang: "???"
That woman was clearly no ordinary woman. Where did Jiang Jiani get to know such a person?
Despite his doubts, Lu Xiangyang still drove over.
Jiang Jianni rolled down the car window: "Sister Shao? What are you doing here?"
When Shao Shufen saw a car approaching, she assumed it was there to cause trouble. However, she was overjoyed to find the person she had been searching for several times.
"Oh, sister, why didn't you leave your contact information back then? I've been looking for you for so long and still can't find you."
Jiang Jianni: "Looking for me? What do you want? Is there something you need?"
Shao Shufen beamed with joy: "You really have a bad memory."
"Have you forgotten the idea you gave me back then?"
Jiang Jianni then remembered that she had once explained the culture of bathhouses in Northeast China to someone, and she immediately felt a little embarrassed: "Well, I was just talking casually, I don't really know anything about it."
Shao Shufen shook her head: "You don't mean you don't understand, you mean you understand too much."
"I went back and thought about it later, and the more I thought about it, the more feasible your method seemed."
"We'll get someone to start cleaning up after the New Year."
"It took half a year to finally get the place sorted out."
"Hey, you know what, after we cleaned it up, there were actually quite a few more people."
The key is that the people who come are also willing to pay.
Shao Shufen couldn't understand it at all.
They wouldn't be willing to pay 50 cents for a shower, but 10 yuan a day would only cover showering, watching movies, playing billiards, playing video games, accommodation, and meals. Some of them would even stay for several days at a time.
At this point, they no longer cared about the high price.
She might not understand it, but since someone was willing to pay, she naturally wouldn't refuse the money.
That's right, within a few days some shady people started doing shady things.
The thought that someone actually wanted to engage in prostitution in her bathhouse made her feel nauseous.
That man's words sounded quite reasonable. He would come and take care of the woman, charging ten yuan per session. If a woman did this five or six times a day, that would amount to fifty or sixty yuan a day.
He had about ten men under his command, and he could earn several hundred yuan a day just from their flesh. He took 80% of that, which was three or four hundred yuan.
As long as she's willing to let these people into her place to solicit customers, he can split the profits with her.
She doesn't have to worry about anything; all she needs to do is provide a venue.
Shao Shufen scoffed at this.
Putting aside the fact that she wouldn't even look at that dirty money, it would be a miracle if a woman agreed to do something like that.
Moreover, this person talks a good game, but he never mentioned what would happen if something went wrong.
He could just run away with his men and act like nothing happened. Her territory is right here, so wouldn't Qing be waiting to be caught?
Having seen so many disgusting people like this, Jiang Jianni, who disappears after giving an idea, seems especially adorable.
However, Pingyang City, though not a large city, has a population of three to four million.
Finding one person among three or four million is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.
Unexpectedly, their fate was not over, and they met again here.
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