While his wife led Cai Gen to the Kang, she explained to Cai Gen,
"We are the last ones today. We stopped watching after lunch. We are so lucky."
Cai Gen sat closer and saw clearly that the old man had kind eyes, but he was very thin and very old. His lips were so thin that you could see the teeth wrapped in them. His clothes were very new and the material of the clothes was very good. He was sitting cross-legged on the kang.
On the way up, the ashtray next to my legs was full of big cigarette butts. Sure enough, I pinched them out after two or three puffs. Next to the ashtray were two boxes of cigarettes, both of which cost 60 yuan a box. They were very luxurious.
My wife spoke first, she is very familiar with the routine,
"Master, my husband's birthday is July 14th, 1982. He opened a small shop at 4 o'clock in the morning. Recently, he has always encountered evil things. Please tell me."
The old man looked at his wife and said directly,
"You are also a person with a father-in-law and destiny, why don't you see for yourself?"
My wife was very tactful and didn’t say it directly,
"Whether I can do this or not, my husband can't trust me if I don't get enough heat, so I came to see you, Master."
The old man couldn't comment on this answer. He looked at Cai Gen, did some calculations in his hands, and said strangely,
"Your husband's destiny is not to say rich and powerful, but he is also destined to be full of gold and silver. He is smart and not lazy. But looking at his current appearance, his face is really dark, his ideas are very low, and his luck is very bad. He used to do this
Have you ever done anything harmful to Tianhe?"
Cai Gen was shocked. The master is the master. He suddenly said it to his heart. Yes, his luck is indeed very bad. It has been very bad for so many years.
Since I started working, I have been working in small companies, and I have been successful in small companies, and I have been working in big companies, and I have been successful in big companies. At that time, my friends gave Cai Gen the nickname "Boss Killer."
Later, I went to a listed company. I thought it would be better this time. It was all listed, so I couldn’t be a pornographic company, right? Half a year later, I became an ST.
As I get older, it becomes more and more difficult to find a job. After all, I haven’t worked in one industry for a long time, so I returned to my hometown to open a restaurant.
Logically speaking, this is an industry that cannot be more mature. For thousands of years, food has been the most important thing for the people, so where can we lose?
For a period of time when it first opened, the sales volume was five figures every day. Then, Cai Gen, who had been working outside for many years, resolutely opened five branches.
The city's professional food delivery service operates 24 hours a day, and there are more than 40 food delivery people. The business was booming during that time, and Cai Gen could sleep peacefully with the daily flow, and he almost monopolized the city's food delivery business.
Then the cold winter came, the city's economy declined, and the takeout market changed, turning it into a game of capital. What's more, restaurants that used to dine in also entered the takeout market, and the competition was fierce.
Cai Gen was crushed to death by capital in the first round of competition. As a saying often heard, if I crush an ant to death, it has nothing to do with the ant itself.
One branch a year is really unsustainable. This is the fifth year. There is only one store left and it is difficult to survive.
Did you do anything that harmed Tianhe? Working diligently every day to deliver meals and cook meals doesn’t count, right?
Cai Gen was confused and looked at his wife innocently. The subtext was, I have never done this.
My wife understood it and said directly,
"My husband has a good heart and has never done anything bad."
The master may have just said that, and she didn't believe that the fat man in front of her could do anything harmful to Tianhe.
To do bad things to that extent requires ability.
"Your husband has bad luck and is not very popular, so it is easy for him to recruit people. The more people he recruits, the worse his luck becomes. It's a dead end."
My wife is familiar with the rhetoric here, and it seems that she also understands these things. She pushed Cai Gen's shoulder and motioned for money.
Before getting off the bus, Cai Gen was ready. He had 500 yuan in his left pocket and 1,000 yuan in his right pocket. He would pay according to the situation.
With a hint from his wife, Cai Gen took out the 500 yuan from his left pocket. It felt really good to hold it in his hand.
You need to deliver 1,000 yuan of takeout to earn 500 yuan. An average serving is 20 yuan, which requires 50 trips.
Goodbye, 500 yuan.
Put it gently in the shoe box, as if you are afraid of falling out.
When my wife saw that Cai Gen had given her 500 yuan, she was very dissatisfied and kicked Cai Gen's feet to show that it was not enough.
Cai Gen wanted to cry a little. Isn’t 500 yuan enough? I can make 10 breakfasts.
The wife could not go against her wishes, so she took out another 1,000 yuan from her right pocket and carefully put it in the shoe box.
Farewell, 1,000 yuan.
Then I stopped looking at it, fearing that I would actually cry.
The master was also very surprised when he saw Cai Gen's behavior. He is almost forty years old, why is he like this?
The money given is not much. Some people come here, some are worth one hundred and eighty thousand, and some are worth one hundred, two hundred. But after giving the money, their expressions are as if they are dying. It’s not much. Hey, I’ll see you soon.
Looking at Cai Gen's bitter face, his wife probably felt that she had been embarrassed, so she quickly changed the subject.
"Master, please help me. My husband has suffered a lot in recent years. Please give me a clear path."
The master continued to stare at Cai Gen for a while and gave his judgment,
"There are too many karmic creditors, and all the good luck has been taken away. My fortune will change this year, so quickly solve the root cause, answer the karmic creditors correctly, and burn the ingots."
When Cai Gen heard about Yuan Bao, he was a little curious and asked,
"Master, aren't you burning paper money? Why are you burning ingots?"
My wife was ashamed of Cai Gen’s laymanship, so she quickly explained to Cai Gen for the master,
"The inflation of paper money in the world is too great. It costs billions. It can't buy anything down there. Hand-folded ingots are the hard currency."
After explaining, he looked at the master,
"What do you think is the appropriate amount of burning? Do you need a road guide?"
The master admires his wife’s professionalism very much and it’s easy to talk to people who understand.
"In his case, let's burn 10,000 yuan first, and I will write you a guide now."
He looked at his wife, ten thousand yuan? Ten thousand yuan? As he guessed, Cai Gen's face turned bitter.
My wife rolled her eyes and looked at you, looking like you have never seen the market before.
"Ten thousand Yuanbao is not much, just a few cents each."
After telling Cai Gen in a low voice, I looked at the directions written by the old lady and looked at them very carefully as if I knew her.
How many cents? Ten thousand? Several hundred yuan. It's okay, okay. Cai Gen felt relieved.
As soon as the person relaxed, his brain would twitch and he asked casually,
"Master, this is the last one you're going to see. So what are those people in the yard outside waiting for?"
When the old lady heard this, the pen in her hand trembled, she stopped, pretended to be calm and looked at Cai Gen, and handed Cai Gen a cigarette, and took one herself.
Cai Gen took the cigarette and was flattered. He quickly lit it for the old lady, thinking to himself, had he said the wrong thing?
The old lady took a puff of cigarette and continued to look at Cai Gen. She stared at Cai Gen until Cai Gen's hair went up and asked in a tone of suppressed emotion,
"Young man, did you see someone in the yard? How many people were there?"
Cai Gen was stunned by the master's question? Is the master a blind man?