Chapter 28 second quarter

Time: at noon, three quarters (according to today's time, it should be 12:45 noon). Location: at the entrance of Guanyin Lane. When the third young master and Ning Xin'er walked out of the restaurant, the sun was already shining brightly.The stagnant water in Guanyin Alley has gradually disappeared, and there are more pedestrians in the alley.Those who do small business also pay out their stalls, yelling when someone walks by, soliciting business; and yelling when no one walks by, practicing their voices. The two headed west.Ning Xin'er said with emotion: "This restaurant's business is really good. Such a remote alley, in this stormy weather, can still attract so many diners. That scholar is really unlucky, we all finished eating and left, he just found a seat Sit down. After he finishes eating, Boss Zhang won't really kill him, will he?"

"Of course not. In front of everyone, just put on a show for me, and scare the scholar by the way." "Then I don't worry, that scholar looks very pitiful. Boss Zhang's craftsmanship is really superb. Compared with the chefs in the villa, it has a different flavor." "You haven't tasted his best braised fish yet." "It's not like you don't know that I don't eat fish. Every time I see fish, I think of the seven lovely golden carps in the Seven Carp Spring. How can I bear to eat their kind?" "But Boss Zhang doesn't know. When he saw that you refused to even touch the chopsticks on his most proud braised fish, he thought you thought he didn't cook it well. Didn't you see that his forehead was covered with sweat and he almost wanted to eat it?" cried out."

"Didn't you eat it?" "You don't eat fish, if I don't eat it again, Boss Zhang must be heartbroken, maybe he even wants to hang himself." "Just eat it, and make excuses, and I won't blame you. You did something bad this time. After returning home, the seven-tailed little golden carp will definitely run away when it sees you. I forgot to ask you just now." , how do you know that scholar is going to rush over and scold you for no reason?" "Because I'm so ugly." "Be serious, don't smile like a little bastard, I hate it to death." Ning Xin'er reprimanded angrily.

"Look, even you scold me, it shows that I really don't deserve scolding." "Okay, I won't scold you, I'll ask you, why did he scold you?" "I have a hunch, and my hunch is always accurate." "I'm bragging again, I don't believe it." While talking, they passed a fortune-telling booth, and an apricot-yellow cover was fluttering in the wind, with a couplet written on it: 18 generations up, 500 years down.The fortune teller had a sparse goatee, and his eyes were wide open, but only the whites of the eyes were visible, which was very strange.

The third young master grabbed Ning Xin'er, stopped in front of the fortune-telling booth, and said, "If you don't believe my hunch, I can prove it to you." Ning Xin'er wondered, "How do you prove it?" The third young master smiled and said, "You will know soon." Then he said to the fortune-teller, "Mr., I see that you have written up to eighteen generations and down to five hundred years. You must be very capable. It’s terrible, even Jiang Ziya and Zhuge Liang may fall behind.” The fortune teller snorted coldly, but did not speak. The third young master took out an ingot of grain silver and threw it on the table. Hearing the sound, the fortune teller regained his energy and fumbled on the table to take the ingot of grain silver.

The third young master took Wenyin back again, and said: "I just ask you a simple question, if you do the math correctly, the ten taels of silver will belong to you." The fortune-teller withdrew his hands awkwardly, put them in his sleeves, and said, "Just ask." "When will it rain again?" "The secret must not be revealed." The fortune teller replied. "Since this is the case, it seems that I can only keep the ten taels of silver for myself. Let me go." The fortune teller hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, young people, don't be so impatient, I haven't finished talking yet."

"Well, let me ask you again, when will it rain?" "Definitely order tomorrow, all right, give me the silver." "Old sir, I said it would rain soon." "Young man, what are you kidding, there is such a big sun in the sky, how can it rain?" "Where is the sun? Why didn't I see it?" The fortune teller became anxious, pointed to the sky with his hand, and said, "It's right there." The third young master smiled slightly and said, "So you can see it." Seeing that he was exposed, the fortune teller no longer pretended to be blind. He closed his eyes and rubbed his eye sockets a few times with his hands.The fortune-teller said: "Actually, whether the fortune-telling is accurate or not has nothing to do with whether you are blind or not. The reason why I pretend to be blind is just to cater to the prejudice of the world."

The third young master said: "You think it won't rain until now, right?" The fortune teller said: "Is this still worth calculating?" The third young master said: "But I have a premonition. I have a premonition that there will be heavy rain soon. You might as well count from one to ten. If it hasn't rained yet, the ten taels of silver will belong to you." The fortune teller stared at the third young master and murmured in his heart: Where in the world is there such a good money, he asked, "When will I start counting?" "Now you can."

"How fast are you counting?" "Count every breath you take." The fortune teller was about to open his mouth to count, but after thinking about it, he felt wrong, and said: "I am not fooled by you, you noble sons, you like to make fun of poor people like us when you have nothing to do." "You don't believe me? Come on, you hold the silver in your hand first, so you can feel at ease now." The fortune teller got the money, weighed it heavily, and was sure of it, and then he began to count: "One, two, three..." While counting, he looked up nervously at the sky.Ning Xin'er also raised her head and looked at the sky.On the other hand, the third son is calm and relaxed, totally out of touch.

The sky was light and breezy, and the sun was like a burning fireball. "Four, five, six..." The fortune teller's voice continued monotonously and dryly. Hey, I said, a strange thing really happened, please spread the word, let’s celebrate together, it’s raining, bean-sized raindrops hit the cheeks, unbelievable, a torrential rain occupied the sky and invaded the earth.Just now, the world was still bright and bright, the sun was high, and in a blink of an eye, the sky was covered by dark clouds, the sky was dark, there were thunder and lightning, and the wind was high and the rain was urgent.

The people who were still wandering in the alley just now disappeared without a trace.The fortune teller keeps his mouth shut and counts down, which is tantamount to humiliating himself.Ning Xin'er opened her mouth wide, but she wanted to speak but was speechless. The third son declared grandly: "My premonition has been fulfilled once again." The fortune teller handed over the money with both hands, and said, "My lord, you are a peerless master, I am not lucky enough to earn this money." The third young master said: "The silver is yours, but you have to lend me an hour for this fortune-telling booth." The fortune teller stuffed the money into his sleeve and replied cheerfully, "No problem, anyway, there won't be any business coming if it rains so heavily." The third son said: "Your house is not far away, right?" "Not far, not far. It's just at the other end of the alley, more than a mile away." "Well, you go home first. After an hour, you come back to take back your fortune-telling booth." The fortune teller reluctantly said: "It's raining so hard, I'll have to get soaked when I get home, I'd rather hide from the rain here first." The third young master took out another ten taels of silver, and after a while, the ten taels of silver were in the hands of the fortune teller. The third son said: "Now you are not afraid of the rain." The fortune teller said: "I'm not afraid of knives in the sky anymore." After speaking, he rushed into the rain and disappeared. The third young master proudly said to Ning Xin'er: "You should obey me now." Ning Xin'er said: "It's just luck, I don't accept it." The third young master said: "Actually, you admire him to death, but you refuse to say it out of your mouth." "I don't admire it in my heart either. Don't be too sentimental." "Well, let me prove it to you again. Tell me, will someone come to tell us fortune?" "Dream, you just sent out twenty taels of silver. I feel distressed. Now I want to make money and I am crazy. Who is in the mood to tell fortunes in this weather." "I have a hunch that someone will come to tell the fortune. And I also know who that person is." "Oh, who could it be?" "It's the scholar who pointed at my nose and scolded me not long ago." Ning Xin'er raised her hand, twisted the third young master's ear, and said: "The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes. If I don't wake you up, you really think you are a god." "If my hunch comes true again this time, will you accept it or not?" "If you get you wrong again, I will really convince you."