In the small town at the foot of Huangshan Mountain, there is a commercial street called Central Street. This street runs from east to west and is the most prosperous street in the town. The real name of this street is Zhongshan Road, but the people in the town still like to call it by the oldest name. The middle section of the street is cut off by a small river, and a stone bridge is built on it to connect the two sections of Central Street. This bridge has been built for more than a hundred years but is still very solid.
In the past few days, there was something new on the bridge. A little Taoist priest came and set up a stall on the bridge. The little Taoist priest had a handsome face, but he was very arrogant. He looked like an immortal descending from the earth, which gave the bored people in the town a lot of topics to talk about after dinner.
The town was originally very peaceful, and it was not located at any transportation hub, so naturally there were few people coming and going. Not to mention the arrival of such an interesting little Taoist priest, the bored gossipers in the town who lived nearby would go to the Taoist priest to have fun. The possibility of asking the people in the town to tell fortunes was almost zero, but when it came to money, these gossipers were much more calculating than Zhang Dadao.
Even if there is a wedding or funeral in the town, there are still a few fixed old gentlemen who monopolize the stall. There is no other Taoist priest except Zhang Dadao. Zhang Dadao's head is about to explode when encountering such a situation. Zheng Wen and his colleagues are happy to set up stalls these days. The work efficiency has greatly increased, but Zhang Dadao feels that his brain is almost dry.
These gossipy women are not only stingy, but also stingy. No matter how Zhang Dadao tried to fool them, they just treated it as a joke. Not only did they not give a penny, but they also gossiped about everything. They learned about Zhang Dadao's family background and education, and then started to introduce Zhang Dadao to the daughter of the neighbor next door, the daughter of the fourth aunt, etc. Zhang Dadao was so annoyed that his scalp stood up.
Finally, when all the aunties went back to prepare dinner, Zhang Dadao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and cursed in a low voice, "Damn it, I haven't made a dime in three days, and these aunties just know how to laugh. Am I here to perform? I have to pay for crosstalk, right?"
Zhang Dadao gritted his teeth and decided that he would not come tomorrow, and was kicking a tree nearby to vent his anger. Wu Datou came over with a bag of vegetables, and while helping Zhang Dadao pack up, he asked, "Brother Taoist, how is business today?"
Zhang Dadao sighed, " Oh, I'm so unlucky. I can't live like this! I didn't get a dime. What a lesson! Heaven and earth are cruel! Charity is not something we monks should do! I've given a lot of money, but no one wants 10 yuan a fortune. Do I have to charge like that shabby shop across the street, 'two yuan, two yuan, all two yuan'?"
Wu Datou said happily, "You have to consider their living standards when you say this. 10 yuan is their daily food money. Didn't you hear the loudspeaker on the other side? 'Two yuan won't buy you a loss, and two yuan won't buy you a scam.' You're probably adding both a loss and a scam together. How could they be willing to do that? If you don't believe me, forget it. Brother Long should be back in the next two days anyway."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Dadao nodded repeatedly: "Okay! If they come again tomorrow, I guess those aunties will bring their nieces and such. I've seen that with their genetic genes, the women they bring as protectors are enough to scare me to death! You must not come, you must not come!" Zhang Dadao has been feeling like he is going through a tribulation these days. If he is asked to come again, Zhang Dadao feels that he will deserve it.
When Zhang Dadao heard that there was no need to come again, he even left the table, picked up his futon and pulled Wu Datou, who was looking at the chair, back. Back in the yard, Wu Datou took Liuzi to cook, and Zhang Dadao sighed and sat in his fixed position, leaning against the tree to recover his MP.
Zheng Wen stood behind the little fat man holding a notebook, looking at Zhang Dadao, and knew that he was unlucky again today. Zheng Wen was also good at reading people's expressions, and immediately said: "Dadao, you didn't get anything today, right? Don't worry, people in this small place don't have vision, don't they know that you are a person with real ability? It's not surprising that you don't have any income."
Zhang Dadao shook his head and said, "You can't say that. They are very discerning. They even introduced me to a girlfriend! Look how good their judgment is. It's mainly because they don't have money! It would be too cheap for me to lower the price. I'm already charging 10 yuan per fortune-teller, but they still don't want to. Forget it. I won't go tomorrow anyway, even if you kill me."
The little fat man interrupted, "Brother Tianshi, you have to understand that these days, the people who are deceived are people with status, position and education. It is impossible to ask these aunties to pay money."
Zhang Dadao ignored the fat guy. This guy had been working hard these past few days, which greatly improved Zheng Wen and the others' attitude towards the fat guy. Now, Liu Zi, who was upset with Zhang Dadao, was much better to the fat guy than to Zhang Dadao. Zhang Dadao sighed, without even raising his eyelids, and said, "What about you? Which places might be unlucky today?"
The little fat man got excited and said quickly, "Today is incredible! Taoist priest, we are going to copy it this time. In the past few days, we have found six or seven places where there may be fighting! I have checked them all, and the possibility is very high. Basically, even the age has been locked. I even checked the topographic map of the time for you. As long as it has not been turned over by others, the harvest will definitely be great."
The little fat man used to think that tomb robbing was not as profitable as his live streaming, but after being fooled by Zheng Wen every day these days, he became more interested in it than other things. He really regarded this as a shortcut to get rich.
Zhang Dadao nodded and said, "Oh, this is pretty good."
Zheng Wen also spoke up, "Although we have found many places, it is still uncertain where the fight is taking place. There are only three or five possible places. Brother Long called yesterday and said he will arrive tonight. We will discuss what to do then."
After dinner, the little fat guy led Zhang Dadao to play live as usual. These days, the little fat guy has been playing games with other people every day. He even made up a name for himself, "leading primary school students to beat up primary school students", which has increased his popularity. Zhang Dadao has no talent for games, and in the words of the little fat guy, it is the most difficult to lead him.
The fans of Little Fatty also like to watch Zhang Dadao play, after all, ordinary people are not as bad as him. Zhang Dadao himself doesn't feel anything, he likes to use Garen as a jungler, and almost always gets double-digit deaths. If killing monsters in the wild can also level up, I guess he can even raise a little wolf into a big dragon-level monster.
Zhang Dadao himself doesn't really like playing this game. In his opinion, this game is really boring. After being tortured by the aunties all day, he has to be bullied by the AI ​​when playing games at night. This life is too miserable. So under normal circumstances, Zheng Wen, who can still play, and Wu Datou and the little fat man are the partners.
Today was different. Knowing that he would soon get the ID card, Zhang Dadao was in a very good mood. Once he was in a good mood, Zhang Dadao's performance became even worse. He used Garen to the sky, and wherever he supported, the place collapsed. The fans who provoked the little fat man exclaimed "the king of hind legs" again and again. He pitted the little fat man 5 times in a row, causing the winning rate of his new trumpet to drop all the way.
When even the little fat boy couldn't bear it anymore, two long and one short horn sounds suddenly came from outside the yard.