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Chapter 366 Tang Poetry and Song Ci

Xiao Feng sat next to Lao Dao, and the signboard behind him was particularly eye-catching.

"Telling fortunes by measuring characters, three or two at a time."

"Young man, you are greedy, you are greedy!"

The old Taoist shook his head in anger, because this sign made his "Ten cents a time, half price for small things" very dazzling.

Xiao Feng's advertising effect is so strong that no matter who counts it or not, people shopping will come to watch it habitually, just like it is a famous street attraction.

"Do you really think someone is willing to spend three taels of silver to tell a fortune?"

The old Taoist "kindly" advised Xiao Feng to lower the price. Fools like Zhang Tianci don't happen every day. The last word is that a steady stream of water will flow.

Xiao Feng smiled: "Taoist Master, you have to understand the psychology of your customers. Those who are willing to spend one tael of silver to tell fortunes don't care about spending another one tael. If he doesn't believe it, ten cents is too expensive. If he believes it, ten cents is too expensive.

Two taels of silver are also cheap."

The old Taoist blinked: "How did you calculate that plan? Did an accomplice follow Zhang Tianci? Otherwise, how would you know that he was hiding in the woods?"

Xiao Feng knew in his heart that the old Taoist didn't believe in fortune telling at all, even though he himself was in this profession.

Only a magician knows that magic is all fake.

Xiao Feng said solemnly: "I had a dream. I dreamed that Taishang Laojun and Cangjie Taoist were playing chess. The two of them were shining with golden light! When they saw me coming, they said that I was a destined person and gave them Taoism and Dharma.

I am here to help people solve their doubts."

The old Taoist curled his lips, feeling that Xiao Feng, a liar, was so unscrupulous that he even deceived liars.

Two women walked gracefully from the main street, attracting the attention of men.

Some of them knew each other and couldn't help but say hello: "Miss Shui, why do you have time to go shopping!"

"Miss Shui, I'm the Pork King. I've almost saved up enough money. I'm going to patronize you then!"

"Bah, you open a pork shop and you want to find my sister, but you don't even look at the lard on your body!"

The well-informed Pork Prince turned his attention to the person talking next to Miss Shui.

"Isn't this the Painting Girl? Painting Girl, why are you here too? You pay the same price as the Shui Girl, and I'll go find you, okay?"

The girl in the painting is small and exquisite, with a dash of vigor.

"Okay, I'll have a few buckets of water boiled then, and I'll remove your hair first. Sister Cherry said that you make her feel uncomfortable every time."

Everyone burst into laughter. The Pork Prince would occasionally go to a brothel, but he would definitely not be willing to spend so much money to find the top one. Sister Yingying was his most cost-effective sweetheart in Chunyan House.

The top brothels took to the streets, just like celebrities popping up on the streets now, and brought a lot of joy to the working people.

Several scholars curled their lips to show their nobility, but their eyes couldn't help but move back and forth along with their thin waists and plump hips.

After twisting and turning, she arrived in front of Xiao Feng's stall. The painting girl leaned down and lay on Xiao Feng's small table. Her tube top was almost attached to the table, and the pair of big white rabbits were also a little deformed.

"Mr. Xiao, some people say that you are very accurate in telling fortunes! Who do you think you are?"

Xiao Feng glanced at the White Rabbit and thought that he was so arrogant just by wearing a tube top. If there was a sponge to hold it up, it would be so spectacular. It would be difficult for such a small and exquisite figure.

"There is only one person who has asked me to tell my fortune in the past two days, so I don't need to tell my fortune."

The water girl is relatively more reserved than the flower girl, and she doesn't look like someone who can get into the woods at all.

"Zhang Tianci said that he believed in you and spent all his money on loans as a last-ditch effort. If you were a liar, you would have tricked him and he would have no choice but to jump into the river."

Xiao Feng glanced at Miss Shui unexpectedly. She was tall, with willowy eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes. The worry in her eyes was not fake.

This is a sentimental one, unlike what people say about actors being ruthless, which is meaningless.

"Whether the girl believes it or not, Xiao has no choice but to tell the girl that I didn't lie to him."

Girl Shui's worries became lighter, and her eyebrows became more charming. Girl Hua was not so easy to fool.

"You said you didn't lie, so you didn't lie! Today, girl, I will calculate it once and I will give you the money. Don't find someone to smash your stall and avenge my sister's friend!"

Xiao Feng nodded: "One day only counts once, who among the two girls counts?"

Miss Shui hesitated for a moment, but the painting girl grabbed the brush and said, "My sister is so fooled and soft-hearted, so let me figure it out!"

As a celebrity in a brothel, the painting girl has two brushes for writing and painting. When she writes, the word "spring" appears on the paper.

"The spring of our Chunyan Tower! Just ask... just ask me how the business is today! If not, I will destroy your stall tomorrow!"

The girl in the painting has her hands on her hips, her head held high and her chest held high, like a lively little hen, with a particularly pretty face.

Xiao Feng looked at the word "spring" with a bitter smile...

"'Spring' is the symbol of three people on the same sun. Today, the girl's business is very good. At least three people come to see you..."

Before she finished speaking, the painting girl grabbed her in shame. Fortunately, Xiao Feng hid quickly and was not caught. However, the painting girl's long red nails were not covered, and her little finger still scratched a red mark on her face.

Xiao Feng got angry and was about to curse, but he heard people around him laughing, and Miss Shui looked at him with displeasure.

"Young Master Xiao is a scholar, so why do you say obscene words? Although we are just women having fun, we are not shameless."

Xiao Feng was stunned, no way. Is this word already a curse word now? I thought it changed in modern times. It’s terrible to have no knowledge.

Xiao Feng knew that he was wrong, so he cupped his hand and said, "I made a mistake. There are three people above the character "春" and there is also the image of a big man, so among the three people, you choose the oldest one. There is also the shape of a lady on the character "春", if

As I expected, the girl’s chance to become a good person has come.”

The painting girl, who had a face of shame and annoyance at first, was pulled forward by Miss Shui, waiting for an opportunity to slap Xiao Feng again. It took her a long time to ask doubtful questions.

"Aren't you lying to me?" The painting girl has indeed had a good heart for a long time, but it is a pity that it is difficult to find a good man.

Xiao Feng shook his head and stretched out his hand.

Girl Shui reached out to take out the money, but Girl Painting held her back.

"Why are you so anxious? It won't be too late to give it to him tomorrow. What if the calculation is not accurate and he runs away?"

Xiao Feng nodded: "It's okay. As two girls, they won't rely on me for this."

After the two girls left, Xiao Feng also started to close the stall.

He stepped on the table with one foot: "Wait a minute, tell me, sir! Can you tell me whether I can win money this year?"

Xiao Feng looked up and saw a face full of flesh, with black hair growing out of his open skirt. He looked like a rather imposing rogue.

Xiao Feng didn't go to the streets and was very unfamiliar with the gangsters on the street. He didn't leave any decent memory clues for Xiao Feng, so he looked around. Usually at this time, someone among the onlookers would call out gangsters as usual.

Here comes the name.

Unexpectedly, the onlookers lowered their heads and pretended not to notice, but the old Taoist priest smiled and spoke.

"Second Master Zhao, I haven't seen you in the past two days. Where did you go to make a fortune?"

The rogue Mr. Zhao snorted coldly, ignored the old Taoist priest, and just looked at Xiao Feng condescendingly.

Xiao Feng shook his head and stood up. He was not short, but he didn't look as strong as Mr. Zhao.

"I only count once a day. I won't count today. If you want to count tomorrow, hurry up."

Mr. Zhao sneered: "You are so shameless, believe it or not, I smashed your stall and broke your legs?"

Xiao Feng shook his head: "I don't believe it."

Everyone took a breath, obviously frightened by Xiao Feng's answer.

Even Mr. Zhao was stunned. The stick was so sharp and sharp. He thought that even if the opponent was tough, he should at least think about it.

The old Taoist priest quickly said: "If he doesn't count, I'll do the math for you. Look at Mr. Zhao, your face is glowing and your hall is shining, so you will definitely win money today!"

Mr. Zhao almost pulled the old Taoist priest to the ground.

"Old man, I see you are wearing a robe and I don't want to beat you, so don't meddle in your own business!"

A shopper knew Xiao Feng and whispered: "Master Xiao is a scholar, he is not easy to beat."

Mr. Zhao said with a cruel smile: "It's not easy to beat a scholar. I can smash your stall every time you set it up! If you dare to fight back, I won't be able to beat a scholar!"

Xiao Feng looked at Mr. Zhao: "Do you want fortune telling, or do you want money?"

Mr. Zhao laughed loudly: "I am still a sensible person. To tell you the truth, I want money too, and I also want to count my fortune. From now on, you will tell me your fortune every day, and give me half of your income, and I will let you continue to tell the truth."

Spread, or get out!"

Xiao Feng smiled slightly, and everyone thought he was about to give in. Mr. Zhao also looked at the stalls around him anxiously.

Everyone was already groping for the copper coins in their arms to honor Mr. Zhao. Even the old Taoist took out three coins, and then...

"I won't give you any money, and I won't count my life. I will continue to set up the stall. If you don't like it, get out. In my time travel, can I still let you bully me?"


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