It was already lunch time, so the snack shop was doing well, the tables were almost full, and there was only an empty spot in the inner corner. The place was so stuffy that the electric fan could not blow, so customers were generally unwilling to sit in that position.

Xiao Ying had no choice but to walk over and sit down at the table, and took the menu of sub-film on the table as a fan. He was wearing a suit and had a shirt and tie, which was hotter.

At this time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl came over with a teapot. She was slender and wore a light yellow floral dress with sleevelessness, revealing her two slender white arms. Her chest had just developed slightly and she was wearing a pair of sandals under her feet.

The girl was carrying a teapot and a teacup to make tea for him. Xiao Ying looked at her and found that she looked a bit like Aunt Tian, ​​probably her daughter or relative. She had never seen this girl when she came before, maybe she was studying, and came back from school at noon to help take care of the snack shop.

While she was pouring tea, Xiao Ying gently tapped his finger on the table to express his gratitude.

The girl was a little surprised because their snack shop was facing the public class, and most of the people who came here to eat were passing passengers at the countryside stations. Very few customers who wore suits and sunglasses like this, and even knocked their little fingers on the table to express their gratitude. Then she looked at him curiously for a few more times, then turned around and walked away.

Xiao Ying picked up the teacup and wanted to drink it. He hadn't drunk the water that morning, but the tea was a little hot and could not drink it, so he put it back on the table.

At this time, a bottle of Coke reached behind him, and there were ice slags hanging on the bottle, which made you feel cool and delicious at first glance.

Xiao Ying was slightly surprised and turned around and saw that behind him was the middle-aged man wearing a long-sleeved shirt. It was the fortune teller Xiong Xueguang.

He held two bottles of iced Coke in his hand and handed one to Xiao Ying.

Xiao Ying didn't answer, and looked at him without saying anything.

Xiong Xueguang was a little embarrassed, but he quickly recovered from calmness. After all, it was a fortune teller who was knowledgeable. He put Coke on the table in front of Xiao Ying, then sat down at the table opposite, and laughed and said, "Brother, we are all fellow fellows. I had something to offend in my words before, so please forgive me. It's too hot, so I won't make tea to apologize. Coke apologizes, how about it?"

Since the other party was here to apologize, Xiao Ying said lightly: "No need, is there anything else?"

Seeing that Xiao Ying did not touch the Coke on the table, Xiong Xueguang felt embarrassed to drink it, so he put the Coke on the table and lowered his voice and said, "Since brothers are quick to speak, I'll go straight to the point. Brothers just now, I did calculate my disease accurately. I want to ask my brother to give me some advice on how to treat this disease?"

Xiong Xueguang was too lazy to talk nonsense to him and said bluntly: "I can only treat your disease, but the medicine is very expensive, one hundred yuan per injection. It takes a total of half a month, one thousand five hundred yuan!"

Xiong Xueguang was shocked and glared at him and said, "One thousand five hundred yuan? Brother, you are too dark, right? How can you get such expensive medicine?"

One thousand five hundred yuan is equivalent to the salary income of ordinary employees in the early 1990s for more than half a year.

In fact, to treat this disease, the medical expenses cannot be used even a fraction of the money, and it does not cost so much. However, Xiong Xueguang had just messed with Xiao Ying, so he certainly would not be polite and offered a high price directly.

After hearing Xiong Xueguang questioning that the medicine is too expensive, Xiao Ying said coldly: "Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai, one is willing to beat the other is willing to be beaten. If you think it is expensive, you can stop hitting it. Go back and wait for death."

The latter sentence played a very shocking role. Xiong Xueguang hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice and asked, "Is my disease really that serious? Why did the doctor say it was just psoriasis?"

"Have you seen who is growing on the thing under your crotch? Your disease is caused by a woman's random trick. I tell you that many doctors don't know this disease at all, so it can't be cured. Only I can treat it. If you don't treat it, the thing will rot and scrap within one year, and you will go to the King of Hell to report it within two years!"

This sentence also talks about Xiong Xueguang's heart. A few years ago, he left his hometown alone to the provincial capital to tell fortunes and make money. There were no women around him, so of course he relied on the ladies in the drinking hall and hair salon. Later, he got this strange disease and could not be cured. The condition worsened in the past two months. The lesions of the thing were very scary. When the ladies saw the ugly appearance of the thing, they would not do anything they could give. It was very painful for him to solve the need without a woman.

Now I heard Xiao Ying say that the thing will eventually rot, and I feel even more frightened.

Xiao Ying said that he would die in two years, but he didn't believe it. Because scaring the other party is a common fortune-telling trick, he would pay the money obediently if he had some taboos. But Xiao Ying said that the thing under his crotch would rot in one year, and he believed it 80% of the time, because it seems that it really tends to rot at present.

Is a man called a man without that thing? No matter how much money you make, it is useless.

This is what Xiong Xueguang has been thinking about in his mind just now, and it is also the main reason why he has been following Xiao Ying for advice.

But the price offered by Xiao Ying was too expensive. He was willing to bargain, but when he saw Xiao Ying's cold face, he complained. He had sarcastically offended the other party completely. The other party was willing to guide him to treat the disease because of the money, so he was afraid that it would be difficult to suppress the price again.

Xiong Xueguang laughed and said, "Can you get a few less injections?"

"Yes, you can only use half of your stuff."

Xiong Xueguang shivered again when he thought of the pathological thing under his crotch. This thing cannot be cured and left half of it, and it is a disaster for raising a tiger. He gritted his teeth and said, "Can you get a discount? Seven hundred yuan... No, eight hundred yuan... uh, one thousand... 1,300 yuan, a total of 1,300 yuan, can you do it?"

Xiong Xueguang saw Xiao Ying looking at him with a gloomy face. He wanted to kill half of the price, but then quickly rose to 1,300 yuan, but he still saw Xiao Ying with a stern face and looked unconventional, and he didn't even say to bargain with him. The dark toad glasses he was wearing couldn't see what his eyes looked like. This made Xiong Xueguang, a fortune teller who was good at observing words and expressions, also felt a little at a loss.

Xiong Xueguang kept saying good things, crying poor, saying his pity, hoping to win Xiao Ying's sympathy. However, Xiao Ying had a stern face like a stone sculpture, neither speaking nor expressing his opinion, and even looking at him, still holding the recipe list in his hand as a fan, squirting, as if he did not exist.

At this time, the girl in the dress brought a bowl of hot beef noodles to Xiao Ying.

Without saying a word, Xiao Ying took the chopsticks and started to eat beef noodles, and fanned the air while eating.

"Brother Xiao, let's discuss it again. One thousand five is really too expensive..."

Xiao Ying didn't say anything, picked up the surface and walked under the electric fan, standing there, blowing the wind in front of the electric fan, eating steaming beef noodles.

Xiong Xueguang was very embarrassed. He was surrounded by people, so it was hard to continue begging with him afterwards. He could only sit there and wait for him to eat noodles. He hoped that he would continue to discuss this matter after he finished eating.

However, after Xiao Ying finished eating the noodles, he put the bowl, wiped his mouth, took out the money and put it on the counter, and walked out. Xiong Xueguang was panicked and hurriedly chased him out, and went outside the door and lowered his voice, "Okay, one thousand five is one thousand five, I'll beat him!"

Xiao Ying didn't look at him and said lightly: "Give the money first, pay it all in one go."

"Ah, then, what if I pay you and you run away? Where can I find you?"

"If you believe it, forget it." Xiao Ying was about to leave. Xiong Xueguang quickly stopped him, gritted his teeth, took out his wallet, and counted 1,500 yuan from it to Xiao Ying, saying, "All of them are people in the world, and the word "trust" is the first. I believe you! Look, 1,500 yuan!"

Xiao Ying took the money and stuffed it into his pants pocket: "Get an injection in the afternoon." He didn't look at him and walked towards the square.

When he arrived on the square, his heart began to pound.

One thousand five hundred yuan, so easy to earn 1,500 yuan, which is equivalent to the salary he had worked in the Ministry of Health for more than half a year when he graduated. I couldn't help but think that as long as I find the right way, it would not be difficult to make money.
Chapter completed!