In the morning, the boss was sleeping soundly in the room, and the boss’s wife was putting on makeup behind the bar. Wang Jingzhe came down from the upper floor, his eyes stayed on the boss’s wife’s face for a few seconds before passing by. The other party politely smiled at him and said to go out.

Today's woman is filled with unremarkable pleasure, and her face seems to be blowing on her spring breeze.

Wang Jingzhe said "yes", suddenly raised his hand and said, "Congratulations"

The proprietress put down the mirror and asked in surprise: "What?"

"Last night, you were very successful..." Wang Jingzhe inexplicably threw down a sentence and walked out of the homestay.

The boss's wife looked at his back in shock, covered her face and blushed. She thought to herself how he knew that last night was very successful. Generally speaking, the couple worked hard in this kind of thing, but the result was often unsatisfactory, especially because she felt that she was always a little bit worse. However, after changing the bedside last night, the boss's wife tasted the long-lost rain and dew and was very happy.

Wang Jingzhe hid his merits and fame, and did not tell the boss's wife much. Their husband and wife's life was not very satisfactory and they failed to bear pearls. The main reason was that the layout in the bedroom was in the layout. A very simple small change could make the layout in the bedroom look new, and the beam could be avoided on the top of the bed to the west. Otherwise, no matter how many times they were tortured, they would be pressed by a beam on their bodies, which would be impossible to have any harvest.

After coming out of the homestay, Wang Jingzhe walked to the beach as usual, still sitting under the shaded tree, stretched out his finger and wrote the word "gua" on the ground.

In the past, Wang Jingzhe basically ignored it after setting up a stall. He took a nap and never took the initiative to attack, but this time he had to look for prey because he couldn't pay the room fee in three days, so he had to go to the streets.

If you really want to take the initiative to set up a stall and tell fortunes, if anyone who has walked past you, he will have everything in his mind. Even if Dad Ma comes, he will not be spared, because no matter what status he has, no matter how much wealth he has, there will always be troublesome problems that annoy you.

So, the key is whether your proactive attack can convince the other party to stay, and listen to you talk about something feudal superstitious about him.

Wang Jingzhe's eyes were like searchlights, staying on the people passing by, watching and searching.

"This is not very good. It's destined to lose money, so there should be a disaster."

"He is a little bit bad, he is suffering from a serious illness and has nothing to enlighten."

"This person is lucky, with an official look on his face, he is about to rise to the top..."

Wang Jingzhe sifted several times, but lacked interest, but thinking about the consequences of being left on the street, he had to bite the bullet and continue casting the net.

Later, Wang Jingzhe understood a truth: setting up a stall is like doing business. It is not easy for you to find a business, and you have to wait for the business to come to your door on your own initiative.

After a night of sea breeze, today the sun shines brightly.

People in the sea are like dumplings, jumping into it. There are so many people that are too exaggerated. If you pierce a lot into the water, you may be called a hooligan.

When Wang Jingzhe was bored, he was waiting for the business to come, and the business really came.

The person who came was an old man, very old, wearing black clothes, dull hair, and his face was covered with old folds. He walked slowly, giving people the feeling that he might fall down with his next kick. Almost everyone passing by was walking around him, for fear that a gust of wind would blow down the old man when he accidentally walked by.

When Wang Jingzhe saw the old man, his brows under the turban frowned deeply. After the old man walked past him, he stopped slowly, then turned around stiffly, looked at the word "gua" on the ground, and asked, "Young man, do you tell me a fortune?" Wang Jingzhe shook his head and said, "Old man, I'm sorry, you and I won't forget it."

"I'll give you money..."

"It's not a matter of money," Wang Jingzhe shook his head and said.

The old man sighed faintly, looked at him with his old eyes and said, "I just want to ask, someone said that I will die if I pass today. I think if you can calculate well, I will help me calculate if I pass today. "

Wang Jingzhe pondered for a moment, picked up a stone from the ground, wrote the word "white", and then clicked it, and the old man looked at it inexplicably.

Wang Jingzhe said: "You are Baishou this year and you can't get through it."

The old man suddenly realized that all the wrinkles on his face immediately dispersed. He took out a handful of money from his body tremblingly, and then bent over and placed it in front of Wang Jingzhe with difficulty.

"Young man has such a good eye, I understand."

The old man left, and Wang Jingzhe picked up the money on the ground, which was very scattered, about 1,000 or so. According to common sense, those who tell fortunes will not charge such money, because you may lose your virtue if you collect the money from dead people. But Wang Jingzhe was not afraid of this at this time. Strictly speaking, he did not calculate the hexagram just now, so he could only enlighten it, but the old man understood.

Baishou means that the head is removed by a hundred words. In folk words, it is used to describe a person who is 99 years old and cannot reach the age of 100.

This old man can't celebrate tonight, and it's his birthday.

With a huge sum of money, Wang Jingzhe closed the stall today. After paying for a meal outside, he returned to the bed and breakfast and came to the counter. The boss's wife couldn't help but look red when she saw him. She really couldn't figure out how he could see that.

He lives upstairs, and they live downstairs.

The sound insulation is very good.

I didn't sound very loud.

Wang Jingzhe took out the money and handed it over, saying, "I'll pay the room for a few days first."

The boss's wife looked at the money in his hand in surprise and asked, "It's open today."

Wang Jingzhe said, "It's okay..."

After putting down the money, Wang Jingzhe turned around and left. When he arrived at the stairs, he suddenly stopped and turned around. The boss's wife tightened and thought to herself that she might have said something shameful.

Wang Jingzhe said: "It is best to leave the money I just gave you within seven days, so don't leave it for too long."

The boss's wife was puzzled and wanted to ask again that the person had already gone upstairs. Mo Min shook her head strangely. The guest who moved in had a strange body from the first day. He had been covering his head all day long and covered his whole body tightly. Until now, they didn't know what people looked like.

Wang Jingzhe returned to the room, took off his headscarf, took off his clothes and stood quietly in front of the mirror, looking at himself inside. After looking down, Wang Jingzhe was suddenly stunned.

It still seemed like I had been oiled, but it was a little different.
Chapter completed!