"May I ask what this brave warrior desires?"
The wealthy merchant hesitated for a moment and said, "Taoist Master, I would like to have my offspring calculated."
Nanzhi continued taking pulses in a seemingly professional manner.
"I never imagined you were such a wealthy businessman, with three wives and concubines in your household."
The wealthy merchant exclaimed in astonishment, "Taoist Master, you can even diagnose this?"
Nan Zhi coughed twice: "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."
“However,” Nanzhi remarked, “you’re a little green on the head.”
Song Li, who was leaning against the pillar, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The wealthy businessman was furious: "Do you even know how to speak?"
Men care about their image, especially when he's being cuckolded.
Nan Zhi could only whisper, "Brave man, I'm not lying to you. You've been traveling all over the country these past few years and rarely come home. The last time you came home was about a month ago."
The wealthy businessman was frustrated; his words had indeed come true.
Nanzhi lowered her head and continued, "You have a steward in your household who is three feet tall and has a beautiful appearance. Your wife and concubines have long been his people, but you have been kept in the dark."
The wealthy merchant suppressed his anger: "Taoist Master, what about my offspring?"
“Very good,” Nanzhi interrupted him. “Once you get past this hurdle, you will not only get a beautiful wife, but also three sons.”
Nanzhi advised, "However, I suggest you go back now, so you can catch them red-handed."
The wealthy merchant gave Nanzhi a hundred taels of silver and knelt down to express his gratitude, saying, "Thank you very much, Daoist Master. I will definitely thank you properly after I have finished dealing with this matter."
Nan Zhi waved her hand: "No need for that. Remember to visit 'The Best Restaurant Under Heaven' when the time comes."
After that person left, Song Li was completely surprised.
Why did he kneel down to you?
Nan Zhi: "Of course it's because I have attained profound enlightenment."
"Tch, you."
Nan Zhi was too lazy to deal with this spoiled brat. She should have known better than to give him the wound medicine in the first place.
Nanzhi immediately performed a divination for him.
“Young Master Song, I have calculated that you will suffer a bloody disaster today.”
"Who are you trying to scare?" Song Li said disdainfully. "With your shabby stall, who would believe that I am a dashing and charming young man, and which girl wouldn't like me?"
Seeing that it was getting late and she had made enough money, Nanzhi packed up and left, and Song Li lost interest in watching the show.
He had just returned home when a flying stick came hurtling towards his face.
Song Li dodged to the side, about to curse whoever was so blind, but then realized it was his own father.
"Father, what have I done to offend you again?"
Song Xian was furious and picked up a stick: "You're idle all day long, doing nothing. You're so old and you can't even earn a penny. All you know how to do is spend money."
"Dad, I'm just learning your skills," Song Li said, rubbing his sore bottom.
Becoming a skilled traditional Chinese medicine practitioner takes more than a year or two, especially since he has only just begun learning and hasn't even memorized all the medicinal herbs.
Song Xian was deeply provoked by Nan Zhi. Why could she have such a capable daughter who was good at business, while he only had a spendthrift son?
"Look at Nanzhi, she's the same age as you, she knows how to sell medicinal herbs, she knows how to gather herbs, and even the 'Number One Restaurant Under Heaven' belongs to her! All you know is spending my money on eating, drinking, and having fun! You know nothing, but you eat a whole basketful!"
Song Li was very dissatisfied: "Then why is she setting up a fortune-telling stall! Scamming people out of money everywhere."
"Still talking back! You're so young and you can tell fortunes? Look what you've done!"
His father used to hate charlatan fortune tellers the most, so why has he changed his tune today?
Song Li rubbed his buttocks and jumped up and down, recalling the fortune-telling Nan Zhi had done for him earlier that day, and suddenly felt a surge of admiration for her.
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