The market is not big, but there are still some people coming in groups of three or four.
Some villagers set up stalls to sell onions, some set up stalls to sell fruits, and some sold meat and fish.
The market is a bit dirty, with a lot of mud on the ground.
Yao Yi walked around the entire market and finally found a seat in an open space in the center of the market.
Yao Zeyang followed behind Yao Yi. Because he was so handsome, some middle-aged women kept winking at him.
[The movie star’s damn charm! ]
【Aunties, please get out of the way and let me do it!!!】
[Can anyone tell me where this market is? I want to go and meet the movie star.]
"Uncle, come and help!"
Yao Yi shouted at Yao Zeyang.
Yao Zeyang immediately pushed aside the aunties who were drooling over him and went to Yao Yi.
"Bao, what's wrong?"
"I want a piece of cardboard to tell fortunes for everyone."
"Xiaoyi, you shouldn't joke about fortune-telling. What do you think a little brat knows about fortune-telling?"
"I see. I just read Master Wang's fortune, so he let us ride in the ox cart."
"Really?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
"Can………"
Yao Yi pushed Yao Zeyang: "Don't say but, uncle, go ask the aunts for cardboard and markers. They like you so much, they will definitely lend them to you."
Yao Zeyang was speechless, but turned around anyway.
Just as Yao Yi was about to sit cross-legged, Xiao Qi suddenly appeared.
"Hey~ You have a pretty good brain. Are you planning to use the side story to eat melons?"
"It's a waste if you don't use it~ Xiao Qi, you really don't know how stingy the production team is. They let us create it out of thin air. I have no choice."
"You look so pitiful, so I'll reveal some more side plots to you. I guarantee you'll enjoy the melons."
In just a moment, Xiao Qi transmitted all the gossip of the entire market to Yao Yi's mind.
Yao Yi quickly accepted the plot.
You don’t know until you see it. It’s really shocking.
What’s the big deal about the melons in the entertainment industry? The melons in the countryside are the real melons!
With Xiao Qi's side stories, Yao Yi feels that she can rule the village without any hesitation.
Just as I was feeling proud, Yao Zeyang came over with cardboard and a marker.
He handed the cardboard and marker to Yao Yi.
Yao Yi quickly wrote a few words on the cardboard: Fortune telling! 100 yuan per session.
Yao Zeyang quickly covered his face.
Ten seconds later, he removed his hands from his face again.
"Bao, just go ahead and calculate. If you make a mistake, it's my fault!"
Yao Yi looked at Yao Zeyang with disdain: "Hey, uncle, don't block my way. You're blocking my fortune."
She pulled her uncle away, and sure enough, an old man in blue coarse cloth came towards her.
"Can you tell fortunes?"
The old man gave Yao Yi a sly look.
Yao Yi nodded: "Yes, if you give me money, I will calculate it for you."
The old man spat on the ground beside Yao Yi: "Bah, I'd never trust you."
Yao Yi glanced at the spit irritably, then moved the cardboard to the other side.
"Well, if it doesn't count, then it doesn't count. Why are you spitting?"
When the old man saw Yao Yi talking back, he made a "Pooh" sound at the place where he had just been, and then spat again.
"I vomited, what can you do to me? A little liar like you should be arrested by the police."
Yao Yi was about to retort.
Yao Zeyang got ahead of her and wanted to teach this rude old man a lesson.
However, Yao Yi pulled Yao Zeyang away.
"Uncle, let me come."
Yao Zeyang looked at Yao Yi worriedly.
Yao Yi used her eyes to indicate that she was fine.
Then he turned and looked at the old man.
"You are a gambler, right? Not only did you lose everything you had, but you also stole money to gamble. You came to the market today to take advantage of the crowds and become a thief, right?"
When these words came out, the old man looked horrified, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Yao Yi chuckled and shook her head: "I'm not kidding. There is a wallet in your right trouser belt. It belongs to the old lady selling garlic at the door. There is a total of 120 yuan in change in it."
After saying that, Yao Yi walked up to the old man, reached out and took out a patched wallet from his trouser pocket.
After counting carefully, it was indeed 120 yuan, not a penny more or less.
Netizens exclaimed.
[What's going on? Can anyone tell me what's going on? Why does Holmoyi know so much? ]
[The one upstairs, because she is Holmoyi! ]
[I am dying of laughter. Is this a shill hired by the production team? ]
【I also think it was a shill. 】
[What a rubbish show! This is not the way to promote someone? Resources are limited, why not use them somewhere else? Why use them on an amateur? What a joke.]
The program crew was caught in the crossfire.
Say that you are innocent.
Yao Zhennan, who was attending a meeting abroad, couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene.
Where did this little brat learn these weird ways?
Still fortune telling!
The special assistant standing behind him was watching with great interest through the computer screen.
"Chairman, the young lady is amazing. She returned the purse to the old lady, and the old lady was so moved that she burst into tears."
Yao Zhennan was puzzled: "You believe all this?"
"Isn't it true?"
Yao Zhennan snorted, "It must be the show crew's doing."
Then he also began to read it attentively.
Because he helped the old lady pick up the money, the old lady gave Yao Yi a lot of garlic.
Yao Yi hurriedly thanked him.
"Grandma, when your grandson comes to pick you up later, you must go home with him. It's best not to let him go out at night."
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