Chapter 83 Three steps make a master, two steps make a pass
“Master, you are here just in time!”
Seeing Yang Fan coming, Sun Ping greeted him with a bright smile. "I sold one of your tranquilizing talismans. Guess how much it is?"
Without thinking, Yang Fan just looked at him and gave the answer, "Three hundred thousand."
"Master, your calculation is really accurate!" Ping gave Yang Fan a thumbs up, full of admiration.
Yang Fan sells talismans here for 100,000 yuan, and Sun Ping resells them for 300,000 yuan.
Xiao Lin looked at Sun Ping from the side with eyes filled with the word profiteer.
Yang Fan was not surprised at all by the price he sold at. After all, Sun Ping had many contacts and was good at deception.
As agreed, Sun Ping kept 60,000 yuan for himself and transferred all the remaining 240,000 yuan to Yang Fan.
"Master, what do you want to order today? You can choose whatever you want."
Without waiting for Yang Fan to answer, Sun Ping took the initiative to take out the best yellow paper in his store, "Master, this is the high-grade yellow paper that just arrived yesterday. These are for you to draw talismans."
Yang Fan gave him With a polite look, "I want a lucky bag from your store."
"Lucky bag," Sun Ping reacted for a second, then turned around and found what Yang Fan wanted at the counter, "Master, do you want Is this this kind of lucky bag? "
He has a variety of lucky bags here, including simple red lucky bags, pendant-like lucky bags, and lucky bags of various colors and styles.
Xiao Lin let out a wow in amazement,
Yang Fan: "Yes, these are the lucky bags. You can put some for me."
"Okay!" Sun Ping quickly put the lucky bags and the yellow paper together.
He gave these to Yang Fan for free.
With the yellow paper and lucky bag in hand, Yang Fan took Xiao Lin to the vegetable market, bought some vegetables, and then the two went back.
Yang Fan paid for the whole process, and the thousand yuan in Xiao Lin's pocket was not used. When she got home, she returned the money to Yang Fan, who confiscated it and asked her to keep it for buying groceries.
Not long after they arrived home, the people who delivered electrical appliances and changed the gas arrived.
After a day of going in and out, the dilapidated kitchen was completely renovated. Yang Fan also asked Fu Yonghui to help connect the water pipes.
It was getting dark outside, and Yang Fan was already hungry. She said to Xiao Lin, "Let's just eat something tonight."
Xiao Lin: "Okay."
She went back to the kitchen and took out the noodles she bought during the day, and made mixed noodles for dinner for two people, and also mixed cucumber and yuba.
Knowing that Yang Fan ate a lot, she served her directly in a large bowl.
Two people were eating in the yard each holding a bowl. Yang Fan's bowl was a large bowl, twice as big as Xiao Lin's bowl.
Xiao Lin is very good at her craftsmanship. The noodles she makes are spicy and smooth, and she pairs them with delicious cold dishes.
Yang Fan ate two large bowls of noodles by himself. The little white tiger couldn't eat it too spicy, so Xiao Lin made him a bowl of non-spicy rice noodles.
The little white tiger lay next to Yang Fan, buried his head in the bowl, and ate with relish.
During this meal, Xiao Lin's cooking skills were recognized by Yang Fan and Xiao Baihu.
In the evening, Xiao Jing came out of the underworld to meet them. Knowing that Xiao Lin worked at Yang Fan's place, the brother and sister could see each other every night in the future. While he was happy, he also blamed himself.
It was all because of him that she could not do the job she liked and had to stay and work in this small mountain village.
But Xiao Lin’s next words gave up his idea.
“Brother, I really like cooking. You don’t know how satisfied I am when I see Master and Lao Hei eating up everything I cooked.”
Compared to Xiao Jing, who grew up as someone else's child, Xiao Lin is a little more ordinary.
After three years of hard work in high school, and with intense tutoring from her overachieving brother, she barely managed to pass the second grade.
Four years of college were spent in confusion. Her friends and classmates all had clear goals and jobs, but she couldn't even find a suitable internship and often fell into self-doubt.
She doesn’t have much pursuit, she just likes to cook. She hopes to find a job that doesn’t require brain use and the salary can support herself.
Now working for Yang Fan, this is her ideal job. The boss is easy to get along with, there are no complicated interpersonal relationships, she has free working hours, does not need to use her brain, cooks her favorite food every day, and has a good income. She is very satisfied.
The most important thing is that she can see her brother for free every day!
Xiao Lin felt that she was so lucky to find such a job.
Xiao Jing felt relieved when he saw that the satisfaction and happiness on her face did not seem to be fake.
Xiao Changfeng and his wife are also happy that their daughter can find something she likes to do.
With Xiao Lin joining, Yang Fan is much more relaxed during the day. Now more and more people come to the village to buy fruits from Yang Fan.
And some uncles and aunts, like Aunt Zheng, buy several kilograms or more than ten kilograms at a time. They buy them and send them to relatives and friends in other places.
And through Aunt Zheng’s propaganda, many people know that the little girl selling fruit in Shangyuan Village can tell fortunes.
But they all treated it as a joke and passed it by, and few believed it.
The little girl can tell fortunes. When these few words are combined together, it sounds like a lie no matter how you listen to it.
They are so close to Sanqing Palace. If you really want to do it, why not go directly to Sanqing Palace to find the real master? How could you find a little girl selling fruit?
Even Aunt Zheng’s eldest daughter Chen Chunhua, who works far away in Shenzhen, thinks so.
On the other end of the phone, Aunt Zheng interrupted her midway through her words.
"Mom, don't listen to those people's nonsense. How can eating loquats cure a cold? They are all lying to simple and ignorant old people like you."
"I won't say it anymore. Ah, I’m in the elevator now. There’s no signal in the elevator. I’ll call you next time.”
After saying that, she hung up the phone.
The roommate next to her, Luo Jiahe, asked her what was wrong.
Chen Chunhua said with a speechless face, "My mother didn't know where she heard about a fortune-telling master who said that she was very capable at a young age."
"She also said that she Loquats grown at home can cure colds.”
She believed that loquat paste could relieve coughs.
It is said that loquat can cure the flu, so what does the money she spent in the hospital count?
Feeling that the things in her hands were sliding down, she lifted them up with force. She looked at the box in her hands and complained.
“The old lady sent me fruit all the way from my hometown. This old lady really doesn’t care about the courier fee.”
How much does the courier fee cost for these more than ten kilograms of fruit? It's only ten yuan, but I don't know if it tastes good or not.
And she doesn’t like eating loquats very much. The loquats sold at the fruit store look delicious, but in fact they don’t taste like loquats at all.
"Your mother really feels sorry for you."
Luo Jiahe looked envious, "I can eat fruits that my mother sent from my hometown."
"By the way, your family is not in San Is it near the Qing Palace? The master your mother said may be true."
She was very interested in this, "Why don't you ask your mother for the contact information of the master."
Chen Chunhua: "What do you want to do?"
"Didn't I tell you before that an elder in the family is lost?"
Luo Jiahe: "If I can meet Master Zhen, I want to figure out where she is."
"Then don't think about what my mother said." Chen Chunhua: "Our master of Sanqing Palace in three steps, and the successor of Sanqing Gong in two steps are all liars."
Those people are all swindlers. Using the guise of Sanqing Palace to deceive simple foreign tourists.
It’s just that the liar her mother said was more cunning and deceived the elderly by saying that loquat can cure the flu.
Sure enough, that sentence is right. There is no one in the world that cannot be deceived, only inappropriate deception techniques.
Since she, a local, said so, Luo Jiahe had no choice but to give up.