Chapter 4, won't you tell your fortune? 20% discount for new store opening

"What is cartoon...?" Peilan wondered what kind of histemia her eldest sister had, and only said something she didn't understand.

Xinyi also came to his senses, looked at the sign and looked at Perlan. Er, isn't it... Didn't our father teach us to read before?

"What do girls learn so many words," Peranchi said. "My father taught us a few names of medicine at most, so that we can catch a few handfuls of medicine instead. I just saw many dense small words in that book, most of which are unknown. Where did you learn these?

Xinyi subconsciously rubbed the forehead that was injured last time. It can't be said that the hidden material was learned in another time and space. He could only smile and hit his eyes carelessly: "Oh, somehow, I broke my head last time. I was blessed with misfortune, and I actually recognized so many words."

Peilan is not as a fool child like Zizhu, but after listening to her righteous explanation for a long time, it is not easy to refute anything. She can only be obedient and no longer pay attention to her, just get up and fold the quilt and dress up.

After looking through the old book for more than half a day, Xinyi finally finished reading it. Seeing that she finally raised her head, Banxia hurried up and hurriedly asked, "Sister, what are you looking at? What are these?

"Hasn't you seen this in Banxia?" She raised the signature box and said, "These are the signatures used by fortune tellers. Haven't you seen them in the city?"

Zhengtai shook his head, "I seldom go to the city. I've been there once or twice, and I haven't seen any fortune teller." When he said this, he suddenly realized, "Is it possible for my sister to become a fortune teller? Do you want to tell fortunes for others? Banxia raised her eyebrows and condensed into a small pimple, "No, no! How can I ask my sister to do this kind of thing?

"If I don't do it, will you do it? Or are we waiting to starve to death? Xinyi said helplessly, "Actually, I don't know if this method can work. It's best to let me try it temporarily in a couple of days. If it doesn't work, I have to think of other ways." Speaking of this, she also thought for a moment: "That's right. Girls are really not suitable for showing up like this all the time. Why not..."

"Change..."

Banxia wanted to do something different, but Xinyi nodded. Change your clothes!" Despite Banxia's stiff look and a ruined look, Xinyi continued to ask, "Hanxia, do you have any clothes left behind?"

This sentence became farther and farther away. Zhuo Banxia was stunned for a long time before reacting. She wanted to insert the topic back, but she felt that her sister was probably determined, so she had to pouted and answer unhaps happily: "I don't know about this. You'd better ask Sister Lan."

"Has the little devil learned to be angry with his sister now?" Xinyi grabbed his cuff and didn't let it go. "Come to think, where's Perlan?"

"Is it okay to dig wild vegetables? You can probably come back later." Banxia looked at the door, stared at the pile of bamboo sticks in her hand, turned her head and ran away.

Xinyi looked at his back and finally said, "You boy..." Then there was nothing to say.

When Peilan returned home, it was almost dusk. When he heard Xinyi say that he wanted his father's clothes, he was not as unhappy as Banxia. I guess he also wanted to get used to making trouble as much as Xinyi wanted these days. She was stained with half of the dirt and didn't have time to slap it. She just washed her hands first and let Zizhu and her busy rummage through the box and cupboard from the bottom. Although the material had been worn thin and old, it was also a little white. But it was said that it was the only one that could be done, so Peilan changed two stitches and handed it over to Xinyi.

Although Xinyi read this book and thought about how he could handle a few sentences to go out for trial, he thought of yesterday's various things and felt that it should be properly delayed for some time so that it would not be recognized by others.

So he dragged himself at home for another three days. Before dawn on the third day, Xinyi disguised himself and went out. Originally, Zhuo Xinyi's body was thin and weak, and it was still cold in mid-spring. She wore a few more layers and was slightly bloated. If she didn't carefully study it, she could not see the shape of a woman. In addition, she used shredded hair stubble around her mouth with paste, which looked black. Although it was a little ugly, it could barely be used as a fake beard. .

She dressed herself up, signed the book and washed the gossip picture on her back. She just went out and waited at the gate for a long time before opening the door. While there were not many vendors on the road, she spread the gossip picture as a tablecloth and took away the package a few days ago. It has been abandoned for a long time, and now she has been remade On the scrubbed bamboo table, he placed the stick, put his hands in the cuffs, and looked calmly at the pedestrians and the increasingly busy vendors.

The sun rose and shone warmly on her body. Her eyelids had just closed, and the harsh sound of suona and firecrackers shocked her.

Xinyi yawned and saw a round-faced fat man riding a tall horse in red to hit the south. Behind him was a married band. The big red sedan chair sandwiched in it swayed, and the red cloth swayed. He couldn't peep inside. He didn't know whether the bride was beautiful or not.

A stall next to Xinyi is a half-year-old mother-in-law selling potatoes, who looks very kind. Xinyi took the initiative to go up and suppressed his voice and said, "Madam, look at this... Who is this groom? It's really a big show."

"In this Jizhou city, who doesn't know about the field staff?" The old woman looked at the sedan chair and said a few times, "Oh, the field worker's family has land and property, and he is as rich as those county officials in the government. I don't know how many times he has married. How many concubines are really countless!"

"After all, he is a rich man, and the official is not jealous?"

"The daughter is married to the son of the Taishou. She has a good daughter to protect the peace and protect the wealth of the field members!"

Taishou's son... Xinyi subconsciously shook, "But the son of He Taishou's family?"

"Can't you come back to Jizhou?" Her mother-in-law stared at her, "Is there any other Taishou in our huge Jizhou besides He Taishou?"

"Oh, it's rude to be ignorant." Xinyi quickly answered, thinking that the field member seemed to be half an acquaintance, and the Mr. He he met last night turned out to be his son-in-law, which was really a coincidence.

As she was talking, the mother-in-law looked at the gossip map on her desk again, which made her sense that she came out to set up a fortune-telling. But my mother-in-law didn't seem to stay at this market for a short time. Suddenly, she asked, "Young man, have I never seen you before? Why is it a fortune-telling? Is it possible that you set up a stall here before... that... that what? Oh, look, I'm old, and I can't remember clearly. Maybe I'm from Fuyang Mountain?"

Xinyi didn't know this. He nodded repeatedly, "Oh, that's right."

"So you are his... apprentice?"

Xinyi's life is most afraid of being questioned by others. She really doesn't know whether this Fuyang Mountain man's fortune-telling is accurate or not. If it is accurate, it's easy to say that he has become someone else's apprentice for no reason, but if it's not - the master is a magic stick that cheats people's money, won't the apprentice want everyone to shout for beating? She struggled for a while before answering, "Mountain man...he...he is my uncle." No matter whether the Fuyang Mountain people are accurate in fortune-telling, anyway, Xinyi turned herself out. She was afraid that the mother-in-law would doubt her strength, and she added deliberately: "To say something disrespectful, in fact, listening to the words of uncles, Uncle Fuyang's qualifications are not as good as my master. Now that I have learned, it is also my master who asked me to do something like this first to experience first. She said, pointing to the booth.

"I really can't see that although you are thin and weak, maybe you really have some ability." The mother-in-law praised, "But it's a pity that my old woman has buried half of the loess. It's not necessary... I don't have that little spare money." She chattered for a long time, and sighed for a long time. It was not until the number of people in the market gradually increased, and there were many people who came to buy the mother-in-law's potatoes before she finally released Xinyi and greeted the guests.

Xinyi has been sitting there for nearly a day. Even the mother-in-law selling potatoes next to her has sold out and went home. She is still waiting for the guests to come home. On this day, only three or two passers-by came to ask a few questions. Although it was also an opening, these few copper coins really embarrassed her.

She sighed and looked up to see that the sky was also orange and red. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, she was afraid that there would be no more guests coming today. Just as she got up and prepared to go home, she saw a young man coming this way not far away. The man's navy blue gown made his body slender, and his black belt was painted with gold thread. At first glance, it was everyone's door, and there was no ordinary Guizhou's poverty. The cyan jade inlaid on the hair crown is crystal and gorgeous, but it is not as bright as the star in his eyes. The prince looked in the direction of Xinyi, with a pair of eyes, and there were some funny smiles on his white skin.

He just smiled, his bright eyes were curved, adding a little softness. He came to the stall curiously, pointing his slender fingers on his chin and still looking at her without saying anything.

Xinyi admits that he is a beauty lover. He is embarrassed to say that he came from time travel without hooking up with a few beautiful men. Seeing that this little brother is rich, if he can get along with him... Isn't he rich and carefree for the rest of his life? Thinking of this, her face was full of a flattering smile, "This gentleman, do you want to count as a face?"

Wen Rumeiyu's beautiful son didn't say anything, but nodded and lost a piece of silver to her first.

Xinyi received the money and felt that he was the cutest person in the world. The more he looked at this appearance, the more handsome he became, so he simply pretended to be brave to flirt: "This gentleman, with all due respect... Although you seem to have no worries about food and clothing, there is only one beauty..." She said, which was a little obscene. He smiled and said, "Son, in your life... you lack me."