The scumbag Jing Wubian shouted every day that he wanted to destroy Jing Zhongyue and regain the position of the city lord. Of course, he wanted to expand his power. The order to recruit talents was still there.

He is a scumbag, of course he can't recruit any talents. Anyone who defects to Jing Wubian is cheating on food and drink, or he uses his powerful and powerful mistball.

Who is Jing Wubian’s favorite person? They are those strange people. If you can break big rocks on your chest or pick up oil pan empty-handed, you can ensure that you can stay by his side.

And who is the best person around him? The warlocks of the world, those gods who are known for their knowledge for five hundred years, are usually respected by him as guests of honor.

So at this time, Jing Wubian was completely surrounded by some geniuses in the world, and he was telling fortunes and casting spells every day.

However, this scum is indeed moody. It is possible that you will be respected as a guest of honor the first day, and throw the person to feed the dog the next day.

This child might have his brain broken after giving birth, and he is indeed a bit nervous.

Of course, Yun Zhonghe could not just come to his house to surrender, as that would be too unreserved. Zhuge Liang also needed Liu Bei to visit the thatched cottage three times.

He needed to protrude into a strange peak, become famous in the shortest time, and then be carried into the city lord's mansion by Jing Wubian in eight-carrying sedan chairs.

Yun Zhonghe said: "Captain Xu Zhan, my first plan needs your support."

Xu Anting said: "In theory, we need to report to change our plan, and we can only obtain approval from the peak, but now the situation is special, so we will be granted the right for the time being."

Yun Zhonghe said: "In the next period of time, when I execute the plan, you should not have any contact with me. Remember that no contact can be. I must be alone and cannot be associated with anyone, even your chicken-selling Inn."

Xu Anting thought for a while, then nodded.

Yun Zhonghe said: "Remember, even if I am about to starve to death, freeze to death, or even be beaten to death, don't show up, let alone come to help me."

Xu Anting said: "Although this request is strange, I will still satisfy you."

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The next day, Yun Zhonghe's first step plan officially began: Jiang Taigong fished, and the willing to take the bait!

In the most remote place on the street alley of Liefeng City, a fortune telling stall appeared.

The whole stall is very simple, with only a straw mat and a white cloth signboard, which says: The world's number one divine calculation, only one divination is calculated every day, and each divination is ten taels of silver. If it is not accurate, you will pay ten taels of silver.

Yun Zhonghe dressed as a master of the court, sat cross-legged on the straw mat and closed his eyes to rest.

Instead of choosing a popular downtown, he chose such a remote place where few people passed by for a long time.

Moreover, his appearance is not good. Other fortune tellers are all fairy-like, but he is sloppy and has no temperament of a god-like man. His hair and beard are messy, and his coarse cloth clothes are also torn, completely covering his extremely handsome face. He is a poor and destitute beggar.

For two full hours, only five people walked past his fortune telling stall.

"This beggar is crazy, he will starve to death sooner or later."

"Fortune telling is not in the downtown area, but in this place where dogs don't poop, their brains are flooded."

"I bet that this beggar will starve to death here for no more than ten days."

A whole day passed, and Yun Zhonghe’s fortune telling stall did not have half of its business.

Xu Anting once came to visit him secretly and then left quietly.

Because Yun Zhonghe said that for a long time, he could only go to Xu Anting, but Xu Anting could not go to him.

And Yun Zhonghe said it very resolutely, even if he looks like he is going to starve to death on the roadside, he will never mind him.

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The first day has passed.

Only a dozen people passed Yun Zhonghe's fortune telling stall, and all gave him the prediction that he would starve to death for ten days.

It was getting dark, and another person appeared on Yun Zhonghe's stall and handed Yun Zhonghe a steamed bun.

What is the most important thing in life? Bones are not eaten by food that comes from pity.

Yun Zhonghe took it over, feasted and ate it clean. This was not pretending, but really hungry.

Today's fortune-telling business is so bad that I don't even make a fortune, so of course I can only go hungry.

"Brother, you can't do this." The beggar said: "Fortune-telling should be in places with a lot of people, and one fortune telling cannot exceed ten cents at most. Isn't your ten taels of silver a fortune apart? Isn't it crazy to lose your mind?"

After eating other people's steamed buns, Yun Zhonghe closed his eyes and rested, ignoring his slightest attitude as a cold and sensual man.

The beggar said, "How should fortune-telling business be done? You should first show people the photos for free, saying that there will be disasters within a few days, and he will ask you how to crack it. At this time, you can collect money."

Yun Zhonghe glanced at him and said that there were really experts everywhere. Games are free, props are charged for money, and the advanced business philosophy of later generations was revealed from a beggar.

Yun Zhonghe said: "Since you understand this principle, why don't you go to fortune telling but beg?"

The beggar said, "Damn it, there are hundreds of such fortune tellers under Fengqiao, and the competition is too fierce. Moreover, it is too tiring for fortune tellers to put on airs. It is better to be a beggar."

Yun Zhonghe glanced at the beggar and indeed ate it all over.

The beggar said: "The great thing is coming, and the Southern Zhou Empire and the Da Cang Empire are competing for the unlimited land. In this magnificent era, we beggars have a good opportunity to show our ambitions."

Yun Zhonghe was stunned and didn't realize that such a beggar also had ambitions? He couldn't help but ask, "How to achieve great things?"

The beggar said, "The more chaotic the world is, the more happy things will be. If you go to congratulate me for you, you will cry for others when you go to ensure you have a good time and a good time. Brother, please withdraw this fortune telling stall. If you have no future, wouldn't it be a beggar after following me?"

Uh?!Is this what you call great success?

"Don't go." Yun Zhonghe sneered: "How can the sparrow know the ambition of the swan!"

The beggar sneered: "Start to death in the future, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

On that day, Yun Zhonghe slept on the straw mat at the stall and slept on the streets. Fortunately, the weather was not cold at this time.

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The next day!

Yun Zhonghe's fortune telling stall still has no business at all, and no more than ten people passed by all day.

It is deserted and miserable.

I haven't had a meal yet another day.

In the evening, the beggar came again and handed Yun Zhonghe a big cake.

"Brother, fortune telling really has no future. Come with me and be a beggar." The beggar invited me again.

Yun Zhonghe closed his eyes and ignored him coldly.

The beggar sneered, "Then you starve to death here. I got half a tael of silver today, and I went to play with women."

Then, he really took out a piece of silver from his arms, threw it in his hands to play, and walked towards the brothel.

At night, the clouds were sleeping on the streets again.

Hell, the weather was a little cold, and it was a little cold to sleep on the straw mat.

Yun Zhonghe's first plan was not going well, and it was even at risk of death.

And Xu Anting actually listened to Yun Zhonghe's words, did not come to see him, nor did he come to deliver food.

Day, I'm going to starve to death.

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On the third day, Yun Zhonghe's fortune telling stall was still deserted, and he was completely hungry and dizzy.

And today the beggar didn't come, so no one brought him food.

He is a paranormal image as a paranormal. Jiang Taigong is fishing and the willing to take the bait. Could it be that my hook is too straight?

Yun Zhonghe knows mind reading skills. He can perform miracles and shock people as long as he needs a guest to come to tell fortunes.

This way, one passes through ten, ten passes through hundreds, and his divine calculations will become famous throughout the entire Riven City.

Jing Wubian likes these gods the most. When he sees such genius talents, he doesn’t need to carry them home in a sedan chair to seek his great cause of usurping the throne.

But there is not even a single customer. It is really a good woman who cooks without rice. There is no way anyone can pass by, so she can force people to tell fortunes, right? This is too despicable and does not fit his despicable behavior.

As the sun is about to set again, another day is about to pass. Now the night is getting colder and harder to bear.

God, please send me a guest, any guest is fine.

It seemed as if I felt the prayer of the clouds. When the sun set, his fortune telling stall really patronized a guest.

This man's face was full of flesh, fierce and domineering, with seven or eight people following him, each holding a knife. Yun Zhonghe could tell at a glance that these people should be gangsters, and the person in charge should be the leader of the gangster.

The rogue leader glanced at the sign and sneered: "Tell me one fortune and ten taels of silver? Are you crazy about money?"

Yun Zhonghe said lightly: "I have opened the eyes of the sky, and every hexagram I calculate reveals the secret of heaven. I can only calculate one hexagram every day, which is of course particularly expensive."

The rogue leader said: "I cover this street. You have paid the protection fee when you tell fortunes here?"

Yun Zhonghe said: "No, and he doesn't plan to hand it over."

The rogue leader sneered: "Do you know what the consequences are if you don't pay the protection fee?"

Yun Zhonghe said: "I don't know."

The rogue leader said: "You were broken and threw your legs in the garbage dump to die. I see that you are penniless and you will definitely not be able to pay the protection fee, but the rules cannot be broken. Come on, smash his stall and break his legs."

Suddenly, several hooligans rushed up and were about to smash Yun Zhonghe's stall and break his legs.

Yun Zhonghe said: "This hero, how much is your protection fee?"

The rogue leader said: "Ten taels of silver a month."

It’s really a lion who speaks a lot and does a small business, he doesn’t earn ten taels of silver a month.

Yun Zhonghe said, "How about this? I will tell you a fortune, which is exactly ten taels of silver, so how about treating it as a protection fee?"

"Hahaha..." The gangster leader laughed and said, "I have seen less than 8,000 liars like you, and there are still dozens of people who broke their legs in person. I don't understand what routines you have. It's okay to deceive others. I want to deceive me, it's really blind."

Yun Zhonghe was very happy and was finally about to open.

Moreover, the rogue leader in front of him is simply the best customer, and he can make him famous. Moreover, all the rogues in the entire Riven City are considered Jing Wubian's lackeys.

Next, it was the time for him to perform miracles in the world, and he guaranteed that these hooligans in front of him would provoke them, worship them, and then help me become famous.

Yun Zhonghe stroked his beard and said, "If I calculate correctly, you just need to bow to me and bow to you, shouting sir, I am wrong. If I do not calculate accurately, even if I am a little bit wrong, you not only break my legs, but also my hands?"

The rogue leader narrowed his eyes and looked at Yun Zhonghe and said, "It's interesting, I want to see what tricks you, a liar in the world, have. Brothers, press him to the ground, ready to break his legs and hands at any time."
Chapter completed!