Chapter 9: Not a Good Match
"Food Weekly?" Lin Zhixian's eyes widened instantly. "No, we are fortune tellers. What does this have to do with your food? When did your food magazine start publishing gossip about our fortune telling? Are you here to make fun of us?"
"No, no." Zhang Weiyan waved his hand quickly: "I am here to interview you sincerely. However, the format of the publication may be a little different from what you expected."
"Why is it different?" Lin Zhixian asked.
Zhang Weiyan said embarrassedly, "You know, we are a food magazine. If we publish your story directly, it would not be good. So we want to insert your story into the food story."
"But our shop is a fortune-telling shop, not a gourmet restaurant." Lin Zhixian was speechless.
Zhang Weiyan looked at Uncle Zhao, the owner of the tea restaurant, and said, "We came to Baifu Street this time because we heard that Zhao's tea restaurant has a very delicious signature dish. We came to the restaurant to do an interview, and then we heard your story. I think your story is very good, so I want to insert it into this report."
Lin Zhixian suddenly realized, "Isn't this bad? This is supposed to promote Uncle Zhao's coffee shop, but my fortune-telling story is included in it. Isn't this blurring the theme? By then, readers will probably no longer remember how delicious the coffee shop's signature dishes are, but how magical my fortune-telling story is. In this way, the promotion effect of Uncle Zhao's coffee shop will inevitably be greatly reduced. No, I can't agree to this."
Uncle Zhao also became suspicious.
After all, being in the newspaper is a rare publicity opportunity. If it is really greatly reduced, wouldn’t it be a loss?
"No." Zhang Weiyan said quickly: "In fact, I have also considered this matter, but I think that adding Miss Lin's fortune-telling story will distract readers from the tea restaurant, but because of the interesting story, it will win more attention for this report, thus achieving a win-win effect."
Lin Zhixian understood immediately after hearing this. The sales volume of this food weekly was different, and her fortune-telling stories were needed to provide some fun to attract more readers.
Selfishly, Lin Zhixian didn't want to be in any newspaper.
She herself only figured it out with the help of a golden finger, and she doesn't really have any real ability. If it were to appear in the newspapers and be publicized, she would be easily exposed.
However, this concerns Uncle Zhao's interests. As they are neighbors, Lin Zhixian couldn't refuse directly, so he looked at Uncle Zhao and said, "Uncle Zhao, what do you say?"
Uncle Zhao had already listened to reporter Zhang's analysis, so he naturally had no objection: "I think it's great, let's accept the interview together."
San Xiangu also came out and said to Lin Zhixian, "I have already made an agreement with reporter Zhang that you and Lao Zhao will be interviewed together, and when the time comes, both Lao Zhao's tea restaurant and our shop will be mentioned in the report."
Now that his mother has spoken, what else can Lin Zhixian say?
I could only accept the interview helplessly.
After the interview, Sanxiangu asked about the statement. Lin Zhixian did not tell her about the fortune-telling for Yacasu. He just said that everything went well. Sanxiangu did not say anything else.
Lin Zhixian was about to take Ah Ting home to have her marriage fortune told, when Ah Ting suddenly said, "Ah Xian, tell me your fortune."
The neighbors who were about to leave stopped immediately after hearing this, "A-Ting, do you want to tell your fortune?"
"Yes." Ah Ting nodded and looked at Lin Zhixian: "I want Ah Xian to tell my fortune."
"What is it?" Aunt Zhen asked with a smile, "Isn't it about finding a marriage partner?"
Ah Ting blushed and said, "It's about marriage."
"Oh, there's something wrong with A-Ting."
Everyone started joking.
A Ting's face became redder and redder.
Lin Zhixian knew what A Ting meant.
She is trying to build momentum for herself.
She really wanted to say that she didn't need it.
She doesn't want to tell fortunes all her life!
After all, she knows her own worth. Without the golden finger, she is just an ordinary person.
She knows nothing about palmistry, physiognomy, or feng shui!
But A Ting didn't know, she thought this would help her gain fame.
Lin Zhixian really had no words to express his pain.
What else can she say now except to go ahead with it?
Lin Zhixian took a deep breath and thought, forget it, if the enemy comes, we will fight him with our soldiers; if the water comes, we will block it with earth. Let’s just get through this hurdle first.
Lin Zhixian and A Ting sat down at the table. The neighbors were no longer in a hurry to go back to their own shops and gathered around to watch.
A Ting had seen her read people's palms twice and was very familiar with the process. She took the initiative to stretch out her right hand in front of Lin Zhixian. Lin Zhixian looked at her speechlessly and could only pretend to take her hand.
The image he had seen before appeared in front of Lin Zhixian again, and this time Lin Zhixian saw it in even more detail than before.
After reading it, Lin Zhixian did not let go of A Ting's hand immediately. Instead, he tried hard to recall the palmistry knowledge that his original self had been forced to learn, to see if there was anything that could help him deal with the hexagram in front of him.
Unfortunately, she couldn't remember anything.
Lin Zhixian didn't even dare to look at the Three Fairies behind him. He just hoped that the Three Fairies wouldn't notice anything strange.
Lin Zhixian let go of A-Ting's hand, and A-Ting asked nervously, "What's going on? Are A-Yuan and I a good match?"
"Our A-Ting has grown up and knows how to seek a good match," Uncle De joked.
Auntie Zhen rolled her eyes at him and said, "A-Ting is already 20 years old this year. What's wrong with seeking a good match? If there's a suitable handsome guy, you should take him down. After dating for a year or two and getting to know each other, you can get married and have a baby."
A Ting was so embarrassed that she wished there was a crack in the ground for her to crawl into.
So embarrassing.
"It's not a good match." Lin Zhixian interrupted them.
Ah Ting raised her head suddenly, with obvious disappointment on her face: "Isn't it a good match? That's right, Ah Yuan is so handsome, gentle and considerate, elegant, and has a decent job, but I have nothing, I am not worthy of him at all."
Look, they haven’t even gotten married yet, but they’ve already started brainwashing and doing PUA on A-Ting.
Lin Zhixian said coldly: "It's not your problem, it's Fang Yuan's problem. He is gay."
"What did you say?" A Ting was completely stunned, her mind went blank: "A Yuan, A Yuan is gay?"
The neighbors were also shocked: "Ah Xian, is what you said true?"
Lin Zhixian sighed, "Fang Yuan is gay. He has a boyfriend who he has been dating for several years, but their relationship is not tolerated by the world, and his parents have been urging him to get married and have children. So in order to hide his true sexual orientation, he chose to pursue A Ting. He will marry A Ting later. A Ting will give birth to children for him, take care of the elderly, and turn himself into a shrew. But after A Ting gave birth to the child, he stopped being close to A Ting and even pua A Ting, making A Ting feel that all this is her fault, that she is not worthy of him, and is willing to work like a slave for him."