Chapter 4: I dont like eating (2)

Looking at Fatty Wang calling the waiter, Lin Qingyin sighed hopelessly. Although she didn't need to eat in her previous life, she liked the taste of the tea very much. The tea she drank was taken from the tea tree on top of the clouds. Every mouthful of it was full of spiritual energy. However, the tea on this table, not only have no aura, it doesn't taste good.

Soon the waiter brought a cup of Mango Pomelo drink. Lin Qingyin looked at the cool air floating on the beautiful cup and took a sip carefully. Her eyes widened in surprise: Although this thing has no spiritual energy, the taste is good.

Fatty Wang watched Lin Qingyin happily drinking, he secretly sighed of relief. The Master was too difficult to please. She didn’t like to eat or drink tea. Fortunately, the cold drinks were quite appetizing to her. Otherwise, he didn't know how he will talk to her.

"Master Lin, how did you know what happened to Aunt Chen's house just now?" The more Fatty Wang thought about it, the more he felt strange: "Can these things be calculated?"

Lin Qingyin looked up at him, and said in a light tone: "If you don't believe it, why did you set up a stall and do fortune-telling?"

Fatty Wang chuckled twice: "I will not hide it from you, in the past, my grandpa know a little bit about fortune-telling. Later on, when a campaign was put forward, these kinds of things were branded as feudal superstitions. When it ended, everyone no longer believes in this thing. It only slowly rises these years, but to be honest, only a few can do this thing. It's a pleasure for me to do this. I have other business, so I don't worry about much not receiving business here."

Fatty Wang took out his tattered book from the bag and pushed it to Lin Qingyin: "This is the book left by my grandfather. I look at it sometimes when I have nothing to do, but I can't understand it."

Lin Qingyin flipped through a few pages and nodded her head: "This book has some legit information, it's better than the ones you read in the bookstore. But… …"

Lin Qingyin looked at Fatty Wang's face and shook her head: "You are not suitable to eat this bowl of rice. It's against your eight characters."

"Hey, you speak so frankly!" Fatty Wang slapped his thigh and depressingly said: "In fact, there are many fortune tellers in this area. They are all liars. Some of them have a black heart and scary. Some let their customers spend a lot of money to crack the case. I am not that kind of heartless person. I just a few good words to make the customers happy. But even so, I've been beaten many times. I have to hide for 2 to 3 days. What kind of life do you think I have!"

Lin Qingyin took the cold drink and said: "You have some fortune in your life, you don't have to worry about food and clothing. You don't have to do this."

Fatty Wang gave an "Oh" sound and gave a thumbs up in admiration: "You have calculated it again! My house was demolished a few years ago, and I was given a sum of money and then I built a six-door apartment. I live in my own apartment. The rest are rented out. I earned 20,000 yuan per month from the rent plus some interest. Fortune telling is purely my hobby. It's better to chat than to go to work."

Lin Qingyin stretched out her arm and touched the 1,000 yuan she just earned in her pocket. Suddenly, she didn't want to take care of Fatty Wang!

While talking, someone knocked on the door of the private room twice, and then the waiter came in with the dinning cart and served the honey barbecued pork, roasted chicken, roasted goose, crispy chicken wings, sweet and sour pork, spicy crab meat… …

When Lin Qingyin saw the brightly colored and fragrant dishes on the table, she was shocked. This food looked very different from the boiled vegetables at home. Could it be that meal can be so good?

Fatty Wang put the soup in front of Lin Qingyin and said: "One can't function properly on an empty stomach. So even if you don't like eating, you should eat a bit. Otherwise, you'll have bad health."

Lin Qingyin clipped a piece of chicken with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth, then her eyes lit up.

Half an hour later, Fatty Wang stared at the empty plates on the table and quietly rang the call bell.

An hour later, Fatty Wang Fatzi asked the bill and cried without tears: Master, didn't you say that you don't like eating!!!

Lin Qingyin held the drink in one hand and rubbed her round belly with her other hand. She sighed in satisfaction: "Don't ask, this meal is still delicious."

After eating, Fatty Wang felt that the two of them became close a bit, so he once again took out his mobile phone and wanted to add Lin Qingyin's WeChat. Lin Qingyin thought for a while and said, "How much does it cost to buy a mobile phone?" She pulled out the 1,000 yuan she earned and asked another question: "Is this money enough?"

Fatty Wang looked at Lin Qingyin in amazement. He found out that this young master seemed to be a little poor.

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Fatty Wang led Lin Qingyin to a nearby mobile phone store and bought a mobile phone costing more than 800 yuan. It has the most basic function but has a slightly larger memory. Lin Qingyin does not have an ID card. Fatty Wang used his ID Card to buy Lin Qingyin a sim card and created a WeChat.

After saving Lin Qingyin's mobile phone number, and adding her WeChat, Fatty Wang finally felt relieved. He struggled so much to flatter her.

Lin Qingyin looked at the gadget in her hand and nodded her head towards Fatty Wang: "Thank you very much."

"No need to thank me." Fatty Wang rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Then, can you give me some pointers! This is a big deal for me. If I don't learn fortune telling, I can only keep guessing."

Lin Qingyin pondered for a moment: "You take your book to the public park at 5:30 on Thursday morning, and I'll talk to you about it."

Fatty Wang nodded his head and asked with puzzlement: "Why on Thursday?"

Lin Qingyin looked at him and said: "Because only that day there will be a business to come."

Fatty Wang was stunned: "This thing can also be calculated? You are so amazing!"

Lin Qingyin put her mobile phone in her pocket and wondered calmly. Shouldn't the medical exam result of the policeman come out by then?