Daqin: Stop pretending, your father, I am Qin Shihuang

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"Add two more bales of hay, and I will add money to you when you check out tomorrow."

Zhao Lang said lightly.

Hearing this, the waiter showed a smile and said,

"The nobleman really has a kind heart! The little one will do it now."

After ensuring that these people would not suffer from frostbite, Zhao Lang took them to death, and Er Hei and the others went out.

He wants to see the surrounding environment, if something happens, he can deal with it.

"Patriarch, this place is far worse than Xianyang."

Seeing the messy environment around him, Qusi said with a bit of disgust.

"That's natural. Xianyang is the capital of Great Qin. How can this border town compare with it."

Zhao Lang said with a smile,

"Okay, let's look separately, write down all the information, and return to the inn before dark."

This is also the closest city to their Zhuangzi, and they will probably come here often in the future.

Several people dispersed immediately.

Zhao Lang walked casually on the street, it was close to Shifang, so it was still lively.

Suddenly, a figure bumped towards Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang's eyes flickered slightly, and he dodged the opponent with a sideways move.

At the same time, he clenched his fist with one hand and touched his waist with the other.

As long as the opponent dares to make any changes, he can counterattack in time.

Zhao Lang was ready to fight back when he heard the other party say,

"Oh, my son, please stop!"

"I see that your seal has turned black, and there will be a bloody disaster in a few days."

Zhao Lang took a closer look and found that he was an experienced fortune teller.

Although Zhao Lang has never encountered this kind of trick in his previous life, he has seen many scenes in various scenes.

So he laughed,

"Old Daoist, if you want some money, I pity you for being old and helpless, and it's okay to give you money for a meal."

"But if you want to cheat, I won't show mercy."

The old Taoist looked at the fierce light in Zhao Lang's eyes, and his heart trembled, but looking at Zhao Lang's clothes and age, his face became serious and he said,

"Old Daoist, although I am poor, I never lie."

"Young Master, if you don't believe me, it's alright, but unfortunately, you will suffer disaster in the near future."

Hearing this, Zhao Lang's face gradually turned cold, and he said coldly,

"Then I will ask the old Taoist to count it. If it is accurate, the old Taoist can give you as much money as you want."

"If not, don't blame me for being rude."

Zhao Lang has no mercy for this kind of pretender.

The old man said confidently,

"Young master, is it to measure characters or to read phases?"

Zhao Lang thought for a while and said,

"Look at the picture."

"what?"

Zhao Lang said jokingly,

"Ask about the first half of your life."

He wasn't from Daqin before, so he just wanted to see what this old man would do.

The old man laughed,

"My lord, please come forward."

Soon, after looking at Zhao Lang carefully, the old Taoist said,

"I think the son's heaven is full, so he must be a wealthy family. It's just that he encountered hardships when he was young, and he encountered difficulties recently."

"I don't know if what the old Taoist said is right?"

Hearing such clichés, Zhao Lang didn't take it seriously. He was dressed luxuriously and was young.

Anyone can see that he was born rich.

As for encountering difficulties and nothing, how could a young son-in-law appear in such a place?

But it can't really be said that the other party is wrong.

"As an old man, you are right, how much gold do you want?"

Zhao Lang thought it was just having fun.

The old Taoist immediately smiled and said,

"Young master, the old-fashioned hexagram gold is one tael of gold."

Zhao Lang's face suddenly turned cold, this old man really dared to speak up, and he took him for a fool.

Seeing that Zhao Lang's expression was not right, the old Taoist quickly changed his words,

"Half taels of gold! Half taels!"