"Really or not?" Shenxiu had never heard of nail polishing before.
Zhao Fan nodded solemnly and pulled him to the edge of the left side of the overpass. While picking up the props from the Bagua Diagram, he introduced: "It is said that each of the ten fingers of a person contains the destiny of an age group. If you cut it, If you add a little bit and fry it in oil, you can know your destiny. However, I don’t know much about it, let alone understand it. This fortune-telling inheritance has not appeared in the world for nearly a thousand years, but it appears here. "
"Then the premise is that she has real information." Shenxiu gnawed on the hot burger. This time when setting up the stall, he finally didn't have to pretend to be blind, but pretended to be deaf as "he couldn't hear anything".
"I'll know later if this old lady really has the heritage of nail frying." Zhao Fan leaned against the wall and immediately opened his eyes, his eyes fixed on the bottle of oil on the table opposite.
In the "Secret Records of the Heavenly Master", it is recorded that the oil used for frying nails is definitely not ordinary edible oil, but refined corpse oil.
Not only that, but also exquisite.
First, the corpse oil must come from boys and girls.
The second is to die from natural disasters, not man-made disasters, in order to refine that pure corpse oil.
Two conditions, one is indispensable.
Corpse oil will appear black in the Eye of Heaven, while pure corpse oil will appear white.
The next moment, the bottle of golden oil in Zhao Fan's field of vision suddenly changed color, becoming as white as condensed milk.
A turmoil arose in his heart. Could it be that the old lady was really the successor to nail-firing! Why did the inheritance of life magic reappear in the human world after being cut off for thousands of years?
Shenxiu noticed the shock in his eyes and whispered: "Real product?"
"Genuine." Zhao Fan nodded.
At this time, the old man in white robe and the man in Mao suit both turned their attention to the two new young people. The Bagua pictures, jade bowls and Taoist robes all showed the direction of the business. Therefore, their expressions were not too happy, and their eyes seemed to be Say, a little brat who doesn’t even have full hair is here to help out and grab business?
The old lady without eyes sat there as before, motionless, like a dead tree without any breath.
Zhao Fan took a casual glance and saw that the stall of the man in Mao suit did indeed have genuine goods, but the proportion was too small, about 30:70 compared to the useless junk items.
But the old man in white robe is a wise man, and he has barely entered the middle stage of Qi training.
"There are indeed crouching tigers and hidden dragons in Yangzhou City." Zhao Fan commented: "Fried nails, magic tools to ward off evil spirits, and fortune tellers, it seems that the water is very deep."
Shenxiu joked: "Now we have a straight-talking Master Zhao like you, your posture is like fighting in a ring, haha~~~ Don't get beaten to death trying to grab business."
"..." Zhao Fan chose to shut up speechlessly.
Gradually, they felt a little pain in their balls. There were many pedestrians under the overpass, but no one came forward. Compared with the treatment in Guangling City, this treatment was completely different.
Not only here, but the other three stalls are also deserted.
"What's going on? How about I give it a try and see if I can get some business?" Shenxiu asked.
"Aren't those three people able to keep their composure? As soon as we shouted, they fell into the lower ranks." Old God Zhao Fan said calmly: "Wait, what is supposed to come will eventually come."
Three hours passed like this, and it was 6:20 in the evening.
The night lights under the overpass are all on.
Finally, a vibrant girl in school uniform stopped in front of Zhao Fan's Bagua picture. She looked at him first and then glanced at Xiu, looking hesitant.
The old man in white robe and the man in Chinese tunic suit were startled when they saw this situation. Is that young man coming for business?
At such a young age, it seems like he has no moral integrity at first glance, and he is definitely a money swindler.
The key is, he's not handsome, so why should he let this little girl stop?
Immediately afterwards, Shenxiu could no longer hold back, and he said casually: "This female donor, I think there is a big bad omen in you. Why don't you let Master Zhao do the math for you? It's free anyway, so why don't you try."
"Big bra?"
The girl in school uniform blushed and murmured in her heart: "I haven't grown much yet, why am I so big?"
Then, she tentatively faced Zhao Fan and asked, "Are you... Master Zhao?"
"it's me."
Zhao Fan looked at the other party with great confusion. The girl in school uniform was only sixteen or seventeen years old. He had never met her before, so he asked: "Do you know me?"
"I don't know you." The girl in the school uniform smiled and said with admiration: "However, I know your legend. A few days ago, in Guangling, you read people's fortunes three times a day to solve their problems. The iron mouth was straight, accurate and magical. Even The fugitive who has been hiding for many years surrendered directly after your calculation. Speaking of which, I have to thank you."
"ah?"
Zhao Fan and Shenxiu looked at each other and asked blankly: "Why are you thanking me? Could it be that the murderer originally killed..."
"No, Master." The girl in school uniform shook her head and explained: "The queen in my family is a criminal police officer. She was transferred to Guangling last year. Even on holidays, the number of times she comes back is pitiful. My father and I go there to see her. Because the fugitive was arrested in Guangling last week, she and her colleagues had three days off, and then our family went to have fun, so I want to thank Master Zhao."
Then she added: "My mother told you that you were very magical, but she said that the person traveling with you was a blind man with no hair, so I didn't dare to recognize you at first."
Zhao Fan understood and joked: "So that's it. Then you have to tell your queen for me, remember to share some of the bonus with me."
"OK."
The girl in school uniform took out her mobile phone and said, "Master Zhao, can we take a photo together? I'll show off to her tonight."
"become."
Zhao Fan was very impressed by this innocent, lively and cheerful little sister, so he raised his scissor hands.
The girl in school uniform walked around to the back of the stall, pouted her lips and clicked her lips. As for Shenxiu, only half of her ears were in the frame.
"Master Zhao, please add me on WeChat. When my queen's bonus is distributed, ask her to transfer it to you," she said.
Zhao Fan said the account number.
After the girl in school uniform added her friend, she waved her hand politely and said, "Goodbye, Master Zhao."
"Bye." Zhao Fan nodded.
Shenxiu smiled bitterly and said: "Why did you take half of my ear in the photo? I'm so heartbroken."
Not long after, the girl in school uniform sent a smiley face, "My name is Xu Xiaoxiao. Please remember to change the note while you are busy."
"This name is well chosen, it's great."
No one was paying attention to the stall, and Zhao Fan had nothing to do, so he chatted with Xu Xiaoxiao to relieve his boredom.
Only then did he understand why the business of setting up a mysterious stall under the overpass was so bleak!
Because the old man in white robe, the old lady without eyes, and the man in Chinese tunic suit have been setting up a stall under the overpass in Yangzhou City for ten years, and they charge extremely high prices.
For a man in a Chinese tunic suit, an item the size of a soybean costs thousands!
The old man in white robe will tell your fortune once, starting from a minimum of 100,000!
Eyeless old lady, if you fry your nails, you can get one million!
But the legend is really effective, but the price has stopped most people. Later, passers-by simply ignored the three stalls, and those who came from out of town for the first time would ask.
Naturally, these three are known as the royal masters of Yangzhou rich people.
After all, except for the rich and ordinary people who have to spend a lot of money when they encounter big troubles, no one can afford to spend money under the overpass.
Zhao Fan finally understood. The passers-by thought he was with the three stalls. They didn't even bother to read the word "free" on the Bagua map. Therefore, no one patronized him. No wonder the three stall owners were like this. Calm down, the people they serve are basically the rich and those who are in urgent need of putting out the "fire"!
Although it is not as exaggerated as the antique business saying "If it does not open for three years, it will last for three years after opening", it is almost the same.
At this time, Zhao Fan put down his mobile phone and said: "Brother Shenxiu, we have a thermos bottle of lemonade here. Just shout it at the top of your lungs and focus on promoting it as free, everything is free, everything is free."
"What on earth did you talk about with that little female benefactor that made you change so much all of a sudden?" Shenxiu was a little confused. After a while, he started shouting. He was not reluctant at all. Brother Zhao pretended to be a master, so he wanted to To create an inscrutable image, how can the master personally go into battle to solicit business?
Zhao Fan poured two large bowls of lemonade and put them aside.
"Young and young men, fellow villagers, uncles and aunts, uncles and aunts... Good news, very good news. Master Zhao from Guangling has moved to Yangzhou. In order to give back to new and old customers, he provides free fortune telling, free fortune telling, palmistry and face reading at a glance." Shenxiu said to him. Looking at the passers-by, he shouted loudly: "It's straight to the point, and there is no ambiguity in selling tiger balm. If there is any inaccuracy, a big red envelope of 10,000 yuan will be compensated on the spot. You are welcome to slap me in the face. The event lasts for seven days, and the opportunity is only available every day Three times, don’t miss the opportunity, it will never come back!”
Zhao Fan was dumbfounded when he heard this. He felt like these words were carved from the same mold as those fake products sold in wet markets...
Not only that, but what the hell is a big red envelope of 10,000 yuan as compensation and a welcome slap in the face!
Is it really possible?
After shouting three times, he was completely convinced by Shenxiu. At this time, in the open space in front of the Bagua Picture, a bunch of passers-by who were attracted by his shouts had gathered!
