You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

Chunming Street is neither long nor short.

On the third day of the Lunar New Year, there were really few shops open, but A Biao was happy to introduce old and good shops, and he even took people into the alleys many times to show them the way.

Su Chen noticed that Yueyue walked unsteadily, so he weighed little Ayun and leaned over to pick up the little guy.

By the time they reached the hardware store, Acai was already dragging his feet.

Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Biao, let's go to your house to drink some water and take a rest."

He glanced at Liu Chunhua and Old Man Su, who were still full of energy, and asked, "Mom and Dad, why don't you come in and sit for a while too."

Liu Chunhua waved her hand: "I'm not tired."

"That's right. When we were young, walking on mountain roads was like flying. Flat land like this is not tiring at all. But A Biao, the bluestone slabs on this road look really comfortable."

"Really? It's said that when the Lin family built their house a few years ago, these bluestones were cut and shipped from Jianzhou by boat. It cost a lot of money."

Old Man Su sighed: "That's really rich."

"Unlike us, our ancestors have been digging in the fields for generations and are very poor."

As he spoke, he subconsciously bent down to touch the hookah, but when he found nothing, he sighed, "A Biao, do we sell any water pipe here?"

"Yes, they are sold in most small shops."

"That's good, that's good."

As he was talking, Akui came out with a plate of oranges and a plate of peanuts and melon seeds.

The yarn shop across the street didn't open its doors fully today, only one door was open. Kong Aichun, who was inside, saw a group of people sitting there, and out of curiosity, she stuck her head out and suddenly became happy.

"Hey Xiao Su, are you setting up a stall today?"

Su Chen waved his hand: "Aunt Chun, no, I just brought my parents here to take a walk and get familiar with the city."

"Are you here, my brother and sister? Oh, you have a wonderful son."

Kong Aichun was wearing a red dress and walked over with small steps. She bent down, picked up an orange, peeled it, and started talking about her sister.

Liu Chunhua immediately became interested.

Although Old Man Su was peeling peanuts for his grandson, his ears were stretched out.

During the days that Su Chen had been setting up a stall on Chunming Street, Kong Aichun had been almost always in charge of the shop. She was also quite talkative, and she talked about everything from her sister to A Kui's niece, and then to the short-lived young man who had provoked the baby ghost...

As Liu Chunhua spoke, her body became straighter and her eyes became more proud.

He even took the time to exchange a glance with Old Man Su.

Check it out!

Our Achen is so awesome.

Others listened with great interest, but Su Chen found it a bit awkward.

Fortunately, his expression is usually the same, so you just don't have to respond.

Even so, after a while he quietly moved the chairs out a little, using the excuse of taking the children out to bask in the sun.

I hadn't been basking in the sun for long when someone came running over in surprise.

"Master, Master, please help me calculate it!"

With just one sentence, the sleeping little Ayun was woken up.

The little guy didn't cry. He opened his eyes and looked at the person who came curiously. Then he turned his head and grabbed Su Chen's clothes with his little hands.

"Be good, little Ayun. Daddy will make you some milk powder later," Su Chen consoled her and looked at Zhong Hongqi. "What's wrong? Didn't you get rich?"

"Hey," Zhong Hongqi respectfully handed over a red envelope, "Master, I've made a small fortune. Your divination is really accurate!"

Seeing Su Chen put away the red envelope, Zhong Hongqi grinned and asked, "Master, can you help me calculate which time of the year will be the best for my fortune?"

"Still want to gamble?"

"Hey," Zhong Hongqi rubbed his hands. "Who would complain about having too much money, Master? Isn't that right?"

Su Chen nodded: "I remember your horoscope, let me calculate your horoscope for this month."

"Hey, eh, okay."

In the hardware store, Liu Chunhua took a closer look and curiously asked Kong Aichun and A Biao, "Who is this person?"

"A gambler." A Biao commented.

Kong Aichun frowned: "What does this mean? Didn't Xiao Su say before that he got rich? Then why is he still smiling?"

"Didn't something happen to his family? I thought he'd be in mourning for a while."

Ah Biao shook his head blankly: "I don't know."

Ah Kui reminded: "Just now he seemed to say that he made a small fortune, not a big fortune."

Kong Aichun suddenly realized, "So, he didn't go gambling on the night of the 27th? I was wondering why he came back so bad-tempered and with a bruised face. It turns out he missed his chance to make a fortune."

After a pause, she commented: "He still has some conscience!"

A Biao nodded in agreement.

When they met the curious gazes of Liu Chunhua and Old Man Su, they told the story again one after another.

Liu Chunhua laughed: "Old man, why don't we ask Ah Chen to calculate our fortune? If I'm lucky, I'll play cards with them and win two or three hundred yuan!"

Old Man Su glanced at her and said, "Are you still thinking about Ah Xiong winning money? Gambling and playing cards are not good."

"Go away, go away. Who would believe you if you said so? I want to ask Ah Chen."

Over there, Su Chen finished his calculations, met Zhong Hongqi's burning gaze, and slowly shook his head: "You won't have good luck with extra income this month, but your regular income is pretty good."

"Maintaining wealth?" Zhong Hongqi frowned suspiciously. "Do I have to work diligently?"

Thinking of his sister and brother-in-law's insinuations about finding him a job, Zhong Hongqi waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I can't bear the hardship of working."

Su Chen smiled: "Are you worried about your mother's health?"

Zhong Hongqi scratched his ear and said, "Who said that? Anyway, I just don't want to go to work."

"Who can stand working eight hours a day?"

"I only make a couple of hundred a month, which isn't even enough for me to lose."

Su Chen nodded: "You are indeed not suitable for work, but you don't have to work to make money, you can do any business."

"Business?"

"Aren't your parents rag collectors?" Su Chen reminded.

Zhong Hongqi said disdainfully, "How much money can you make from collecting junk?" Thinking of the hundred yuan he had made earlier, Zhong Hongqi coughed lightly and said, "Master, can my legitimate income be over a thousand?"

"You have a sharp mind, more than that."

"I'm smart?" Zhong Hongqi blinked. "Master, you mean I can make a lot of money by collecting junk? But I..."

Just a idiot!

I don’t know anything!

Su Chen rubbed his fingers at him: "Divination gold."

"Oh, oh, oh." Zhong Hongqi hurriedly took out 20 yuan and handed it to Su Chen, "Master, can I come to you again next month to calculate my fortune?"

"sure!"

After receiving a positive answer, Zhong Hongqi happily stood up, but as he left, he was still scratching his head in doubt: "How can I make a lot of money by collecting junk? How exactly do I make money..."

As soon as he left, Kong Aichun grabbed a handful of melon seeds and came to Su Chen, her eyes shining.

"Xiao Su, you can make a lot of money collecting junk? At least a thousand? How do you do that?"

Su Chen shook his head: "I don't know."

Kong Aichun sighed: "If I knew, I would go collect junk too. Xiao Su, you don't know, my wool shop business is really not doing well!"

"Aunt Chun is joking. Your business is booming and your wealth is rolling in!"

Kong Aichun was delighted: "Hey, with what you said, Xiao Su, I will definitely make a fortune this year!"

As we were chatting, a group of yellow-haired people slowly walked over.

There were men and women, a huge group.

When Kong Aichun saw this, she subconsciously shrank her neck.

"What the hell, why are they out in the street in broad daylight? They usually hang out at night."