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

"It's over. Look at my memory, it's worse than Uncle Liao's. There's no hope."

As A Biao said this, he dragged Su Chen into the hardware store and handed him a piece of paper.

"The man's surname is Cai, and he's from Lucheng. He said that all his family members are seriously ill, but they can't find the cause."

"I considered that there might be something wrong with the feng shui of the ancestral tomb, and even invited a well-known master to take a look, but the master swore that there was no problem with the feng shui."

"He heard about you from his business friends and came to Emerald City to find you to see what went wrong, but you weren't there."

Old Liao added, "But that Xiao Cai is quite courageous. He heard that you, Xiao Su, are a miracle doctor, so he called last night and asked someone to transfer a seriously ill family member here. It's just that Lucheng is a bit far from Cuicheng, so I don't know if they've arrived yet."

Su Chen nodded slightly and glanced at the contents on the paper.

This is the horoscope of a family of 15 people.

“So many of them are sick?”

Lao Liao nodded: "Isn't it? I feel like there's something wrong with the ancestral tomb."

"I guess that master doesn't have your ability, Xiao Su, so he's just wandering around with half a bottle of knowledge."

“Just like A Biao building a fence.”

Ah Biao glared: "Hey, Uncle Liao, I..."

He coughed lightly: "I don't even have half a bottle of water, okay?"

Scratching his head, he said without shame: "It's still early before the baby is born, I have plenty of time to think about it."

After saying that, A Biao asked Su Chen: "Brother, where did you want to go just now? Come on, I'll accompany you."

Su Chen put away the paper: "I want to go to the street to buy some food."

When this was mentioned, A Biao instantly became interested.

"I recently opened a stall selling cold noodles. I have to say, the cucumber is so refreshing and delicious."

Lao Liao curled his lips and said, "It's delicious, but it's expensive. It's made with rice and flour, and the portion is not big, but it costs 50 cents per portion. Lao Zhang's pot-side paste is only 50 cents for a big bowl."

Su Chen asked, "Uncle Liao, have you eaten it?"

"How is that possible? Uncle Liao is very frugal."

Ah Biao said, looking at Lao Liao jokingly: "Do you want me to bring you a copy?"

"Will you charge me? I don't want any money. I'm just a small business and can't afford it."

"My brother is back in Chunming Street today. He's so happy. He'll treat you to a meal."

Ten minutes later, Lao Liao squatted at the door of the hardware store, gulping down the last bit of soup. He wiped his mouth with a satisfied look and said, "It's slightly sour and refreshing. It's really delicious. It's worth the fifty cents."

Su Chen also finished eating and nodded: "Well, it's quite good, no wonder the business is so good."

Just now when he and A Biao went there, there were already six people queuing in front of the stall.

A Biao and Su Chen naturally ranked last.

When the owner of the scallion pancake stall opposite saw him, he hurriedly greeted him and stuffed a scallion pancake into each of his hands without saying a word.

The owner of the cold noodle stall did as he was told immediately.

However, because they were bringing it to Lao Liao, A Biao and Su Chen ate while queuing.

By the time it was their turn, they had already finished the portion the boss had given them, so they ordered three more, along with the scallion pancakes, and Su Chen paid for them all.

Throwing the garbage into the bamboo basket at the door, Lao Liao stood up and said, "I heard that the owner of this stall came from the northwest. He knew a boss here and he followed his advice to set up a stall here."

"You know what, the boss has a good eye. After just a few days of displaying it, I feel like I can make a few hundred dollars."

A Biao was not envious: "Earning more means more work. I think they don't get much rest all day long."

Hearing this, Lao Liao thought about it carefully and said, "That's right. If I had to do this, I would have collapsed long ago."

"I'm old, old. I'm only suitable for selling steamed buns."

"If I can't even knead the dough anymore..."

Ah Biao: "When you can't even knead the dough anymore, your grandson will have started a family and a career, and give you a big fat great-grandson to take care of. Why would you still want to set up a stall selling steamed buns?"

Old Liao liked to hear this and immediately grinned and laughed.

Su Chen took advantage of this opportunity to calculate one of the eight characters, and then turned to the yard at the back.

"Brother Biao, come on, let's make some tea."

Upon hearing this, A Biao hurried upstairs and soon came down with a very exquisite bamboo box and threw it into Su Chen's arms.

"What treasure? And it's hidden upstairs?"

Su Chen opened the box and took a look: "Oh, wild tea?"

Ah Biao, who went to boil water, chuckled: "I don't know where Ah Yu got this from, but he said it's not sold outside. I figured it must be good tea, so I put it away."

Su Chen had already taken out a paper bag and slowly unfolded it, and the rich aroma of tea filled his nose.

Ah Biao started a fire and came over to take a look: "Is it made into black tea? But black tea tastes good too."

He turned around and brought over several plates of braised food.

They are the ones that Su Chen is familiar with.

"Brother, try it," A Biao handed over the chopsticks, "A Kui made a new flavor, try it and see if it tastes good."

Su Chen sniffed it, picked up a piece of pork head and put it in his mouth to chew, and soon his eyes lit up.

"It's spicy and numb, a bit intoxicating."

"Really?" Ah Biao said proudly, "Akui said that there are a lot of migrant workers in Cuicheng recently, and their tastes are relatively strong. Some people still prefer to eat braised food, so I made a little bit."

Su Chen nodded: "It's still a bit spicy for people like us from Cuicheng. After one bite, I'll probably have to drink a bowl of water."

"It's like this at the beginning, but it won't happen later. Look at me, I'm used to spicy food and I eat it as a snack."

A Biao sat down, picked up a chicken foot with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and started to chew it happily.

Su Chen also picked up a chicken leg.

The water boiled over there, and several plates of braised food went into their stomachs.

As a pot of boiling water was poured in and the tea leaves were floating up and down, footsteps were heard outside.

"Master Xiao Su, Master Xiao Su?"

A Biao greeted him.

Soon a short man in a gray jacket came in hurriedly.

"Boss Wang." He greeted A Biao and his eyes fell on Su Chen. "This is Master Su, right?"

As he spoke, he stepped forward eagerly, stretched out his hands, and without saying a word, grabbed Su Chen's right hand and shook it.

"Master Xiao Su, you must help me. The lives of my entire family are in danger..."

Seeing that he was about to wipe his tears, Su Chen motioned him to sit down.

"Brother Biao has already told me your story briefly. I have calculated your father's fate."

Hearing this, the man perked up: "Master Xiao Su, my dad will definitely be fine, right?"

Su Chen poured him a cup of tea and asked him, "Have you brought all your family members to Cuicheng?"

"Yeah, we haven't communicated with the hospital here yet. They're too seriously ill, and the hotels won't let them stay. I had to beg my grandparents to rent a yard and put down a deposit of 1,000 yuan to get them settled."

As he spoke, the man touched his face, making his tired face look more energetic.

"The yard is nearby, Master Su..."

Su Chen knew that he couldn't drink even a sip of tea.

He stood up and said, "Let's go and take a look."

Upon hearing this, A Biao hurriedly said, "I'll go with you."

As he said this, he hurriedly put away the box of tea and quickly followed.

The yard rented by the man surnamed Cai was very shabby. There were three rooms in it, all of which were now covered with mats on the floor and filled with people lying on the floor.

A young man was busy serving inside and outside.

Hearing the noise, he turned around and saw the man surnamed Cai coming back. He hurriedly asked, "Second Uncle, what's going on? Is Master Xiao Su here?"