Monks don’t care about money, they care about fate

Xu Boqing did not choose to sit on a small bench. Instead, he swept out a piece of bluestone and sat cross-legged on the ground in a meditative posture. The long sail behind him was fluttering in the wind. He really had a bit of an 'immortal' demeanor...

He just sat there quietly and didn't yell.

Judging from what I heard just now at the city gate, it can be inferred that all the 'skilled people and strangers' in Hongyang City have been recruited and will not be able to come back until noon, which means that I am the only one who has the fortune-telling stall now.

Don’t be afraid that no one will come...

Niu Ben was acting as usual today. Taking advantage of the old man's absence, he stole some money from home and slipped out of the room. With one hand behind his back and a string of money in the other, he went to the morning market.

He likes to gamble, and he also has a quirk. Every time before entering a gambling house, he has to find a fortune teller to tell him his fortune for the day.

Although he also knew that fortune tellers were all magicians who talked about chariots, and their calculations were totally inaccurate, he couldn't help but talk nicely.

It's not a good idea...

As a result, I walked around the morning market today and was surprised to find that the stalls I usually frequented were deserted.

"Hey, it's really weird."

Niu Ben muttered and walked around the street again, deciding that if there was no one there yet, he would skip this process today and go directly to the gambling house.

When he turned to Liu Laogen's stall, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Someone!!

'It's about to open...'

When Xu Boqing saw someone walking directly towards him, he just smiled and knew that the first order was coming.

Niu Ben pulled over the small bench and sat down. He looked him up and down and asked, "Boy, you look unfamiliar? Are you not a local?"

"The donor is very discerning and Xiaodao is indeed not a local."

"Hey, hey, don't talk nonsense, Mr. Niu, I didn't give you anything, so I can't be called a donor."

Niu Ben said, glancing at the canvas leaning against the wall, and then asked: "Since you are not a local, how did you occupy Old Liu's fortune-telling stall? Also, why are there no people in the fortune-telling stalls in the city today?

"

"It is good to teach the benefactor to know."

Xu Boqing coughed lightly and said in a pretentious manner: "Liu Laogen is Senior Brother Xiaodao, and Master Xiaodao ordered him to come to Hongyang City to join Senior Brother Liu.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived, I would encounter the yamen's adults who were out of the city to handle a case, and Senior Brother Liu and a group of 'talented strangers' in the city were invited to assist in handling the case.

Before Senior Brother Liu left, he handed over this stall to Xiaodao to help people who are destined to do so."

"Tsk, capable people and strangers..."

Niu Ben sneered inexplicably, turned his attention to Xu Boqing, and said rather playfully: "Since you and Mr. Liu came from the same house, and he handed the stall to you when he left, you should be able to tell fortunes, right?"

"

"Of course..."

Xu Boqing nodded and asked, "I wonder what the benefactor is?"

"Wealth Luck."

Niu Ben fumbled with the string of money in his hand and said, "Calculate, what is Mr. Niu's fortune today?"

"Yes~"

Xu Boqing nodded.

As early as when Niu Er was sitting on the small bench, he had carefully observed that this person had a string of money in his hand and a wealth-gathering talisman hanging on his waist. He must have great wealth...

Moreover, there is a layer of inconspicuous calluses on the tiger's mouth and bucket lines on the fingers, which is probably caused by rolling dice and touching Pai Gow all year round.

He must be a gambler!

This will be easier...

He smiled slightly and said: "Xiaodao is proficient in the numbering of plum blossoms. He also asked Mr. Niu to name five numbers within ten. Xiaodao can calculate today's wealth luck based on the numbers provided by Mr. Niu."

Niu Ben didn't know what plum blossoms were easy to count, but after hearing what he said about plum blossoms having noses and eyes, he felt a little more hopeful, so he thought about it and opened his mouth and said: "One...two...three...five...seven, you give it to Mr. Niu

Say it, say it."

"One...two...three...five...seven..."

Xu Boqing pinched his fingers with a slight frown, then smiled and said: "Yes, two, three and five are made into ten, and one and seven are made into eight, which is ox eight! Double the ox, good fortune."

"Eight cows? Double cows?"

Niu Ben was slightly stunned. He only knew that his name was Niu Ben, but he didn't know what the words "Niu Ba" and "Double Niu" meant.

"No need to worry too much, Mr. Niu, this is an industry term."

Xu Boqing saw that he was half-informed and explained with a smile: "To put it simply, Mr. Niu is very lucky today. Not only will he win every time he gambles, but he will win more than he loses.

After noon, before evening, you will probably be able to double your money."

"oh?"

Niu Ben stared in surprise. In the past, fortune tellers used to tell fortunes, and the things they said were very nice, but they were all nonsense. No one dared to say how much money could be won at a certain time like this young man did.

If it's not accurate, wouldn't it mean that it would ruin your job?

"Boy, winning or losing is no joke. It's okay if you can calculate it accurately, but what if it's not accurate?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Niu. My senior brother has been operating here for many years and has a good reputation. If you hand over this stall to me today, how can I say something and destroy my own sign?"

Xu Boqing's voice paused, and then he said seriously: "In this way, if this hexagram fails to come true after noon or before evening, Lord Niu can come here and destroy this stall, how about that?"

"Okay! You said it yourself!"

Seeing what he said sincerely, Niu Ben patted his thigh and cheered. He felt more and more comfortable and asked: "Boy, how much is your hexagram gold?"

"Monks don't care about money..."

Xu Boqing smiled slightly: "Let's talk about fate~"

"Hahahaha, okay, you listen to what you say..."

Niu Ben smiled heartily, took out a handful of coins from his body, put his hands on the ground, and said, "Master Niu is happy today, so I will reward you with these coins."

After that, he got up and ran to the gambling house.

"It's easy for the donor to leave without sending him away."

Xu Boqing looked at the more than 20 Daliang Tongbao on the ground, which represented the round sky and the square, and his expression was also happy. With the current purchasing power, one Daliang Tongbao can buy two steamed buns or a big steamed bun with fresh meat.

After counting, there were twenty-two pieces in total. This kind of hexagram gold can be said to be quite rich.

Seeing that Niu Ben had gone away, he was also very hungry. He felt that he could eat a whole cow. After collecting the money, he wanted to go to a nearby breakfast shop to solve the problem of hunger.

Unexpectedly, before I had time to get up, another old farmer would appear in front of the stall...

"Little fairy, can you give me a name?"

Xu Boqing nodded slightly and responded: "Okay, may I ask my father-in-law what your last name is?"

"It's not expensive or not. My surname is Lu. I live in Lujiazhuang outside the city. The little god can just call me Lao Lu."

The old farmer sat down awkwardly, and then said: "It's like this, my baby is about to be one year old. I took him to the city to count him out before. The old god said that my baby was short of wood and water in his life, so he had a problem.

Lu Senmiao’s name.”

As he said this, he took out a piece of paper with the word "Lu Senmiao" crookedly written on it and handed it over.

Xu Boqing took it and took a look at it, silently complaining in his heart. He didn't know who the magician was, and the appearance was too ugly...

Can't the name be more professional?

He smiled, nodded, and asked, "Since your son already has a name, do you want to change it?"

"Yes Yes Yes…"

The old farmer nodded and said: "I asked the teacher at the school, and he said that the name is too difficult to write. I think it is the same. In the future, when children go to school to take exams, they have just finished writing their own names, and half of other people's test papers have been answered. How can it be done?

So our family discussed it and decided to give the baby a name that would be both promising and simple in strokes."

"There is wood and water, and the strokes are simple."

Xu Boqing nodded thoughtfully, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he patted his legs with bright eyes and said, "Yes!"

He looked around, found a broken red brick from the corner, and used it as a pen to write the three characters "Lu Benwei" on the ground.

Seeing that the old farmer was a little puzzled, he explained word for word: "This 'Lu' is your child's surname. I won't go into details. The word 'Ben' has a total of five strokes, which means to keep one's integrity and be honest.

easy to understand;

The most important thing is the word ‘reed’. Let me ask you, father-in-law, where does this reed live?”

The old farmer frowned and replied: "By the pond."

"By the way, it's by the pond!"

Xu Boqing nodded and continued: "There is water in the pond, and there is a tree named reed beside the pond.

Isn’t it true that my son’s life is short of wood and water?

There are seven strokes in total for the word "reed". The strokes are simple, and what's even more rare is that it also contains wood and water.

Moreover, the word ‘reed’ is connected with the word ‘wei’, and its meaning is also extraordinary. A person should not only be honest and honest, but also have a positive attitude. The word ‘reed’ contains such profound meaning.”

"Hiss... Lu Benwei, Lu Benwei, good, good, good!"

The old farmer took a deep breath and said hello three times in succession. He really didn't expect that this simple word "reed" could reveal so many deep meanings.

Xu Boqing smiled slightly: "As long as the donor is satisfied~"

"that……"

The old farmer took out two coins from his arms, handed them over, and asked awkwardly: "Little fairy, is this... enough?"

Xu Boqing saw that his hands were dark and rough, covered with calluses, there was still some dirt in the nails, and there were wounds all over the tiger's mouth...

He took the money without taking it seriously, smiled and said comfortingly: "That's enough, that's enough, as long as you're satisfied..."
Chapter completed!