Chapter 180 Tang Zhangyu comes to pay the divination fee

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Fan had another guest.

"Master, I'm here to pay you for your fortune-telling," Tang Zhangyu smiled and put 100,000 yuan in cash in front of Yang Fan, "Thanks to you, I really won the lottery!"

Xiao Lin came out of the house and just heard this. She asked curiously, "How much money did you win?"

Tang Zhangyu held up five fingers.

Xiao Lin took a breath and said, "Five million!"

Tang Zhangyu shook his head, "It's 50 million."

Fifty million! Isn’t that financial freedom in an instant? I can just lie down and do nothing!

Xiao Lin turned around and excitedly wanted to hold Yang Fan's hand, but Yang Fan reacted quickly and dodged her excited handshake with a look of resistance on his face.

"Don't touch me, your hands are too greasy."

Xiao Lin looked down at her hands. She had just been cutting meat in the house. She heard the noise and came out to see what was going on. She even forgot to wash her hands.

"Sorry," Xiao Lin put her hands on the back of her hands and continued what she wanted to say just now, "Boss, please help me calculate the winning numbers for the next lottery. I'll go buy one, and if I win, we'll split the prize equally!"

"Don't even think about it. You don't have that kind of fortune."

Yang Fan punctured her fantasy with one sentence, "Besides, I've already calculated the winning numbers, why should I tell you?"

She has already calculated the winning numbers, why doesn't she buy it herself? And you told her to split it in half, what a joke.

A trace of confusion flashed across Xiao Lin's face. Yes, the boss had already calculated the lottery numbers, so why did he tell her?

Tang Yuanyuan ran out of the house and approached Xiao Lin in a sly manner, "I'll do the math for you. We'll split it 30% to 70% at that time. I'll get 70% and you'll get 30%."

Xiao Lin rolled her eyes at him, "Come on, you can't even draw a talisman paper now."

She didn't believe in his ability.

Being questioned by her, Tang Yuanyuan was very unconvinced, "Who said I don't understand how to draw talisman paper!"

Besides, his ability in fortune-telling and drawing talismans is much better!

"Haha, you can draw it clearly," Xiao Lin said mercilessly, "You have been drawing all day and you haven't drawn a single talisman successfully."

"You...that...I..." Tang Yuanyuan opened and closed his mouth, frantically explaining himself, but he didn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"Get out of here, stop being so tactful, and don't delay me from cooking. Just because you don't have food to eat today doesn't mean you have to delay our meal."

Xiao Lin pushed him away and went back to the kitchen to continue cooking.

When Tang Yuanyuan heard that he had no food to eat, he felt terrible. He looked at Yang Fan pitifully, "Grandmaster, I have been drawing talismans for a whole day and working..."

Don’t be like this. It’s not okay not to feed him. He is still young and growing.

"You've been drawing talismans for several days, but none of them were successful. You're still quite proud of yourself, right?" Yang Fan glanced at him indifferently.

Tang Yuanyuan hung his head like a pitiful little puppy. His skills in drawing talismans were average and he did not have the enchanting talent like Uncle Yan Qing.

Seeing how pitiful he was, Yang Fan sighed, "You are still young and growing, you can't not eat."

Tang Yuanyuan raised her head, her eyes sparkling, "Yes, yes, I'm still growing, how can I not eat!"

We had mushroom hotpot in the evening. He had smelled the fragrance a long time ago and was determined to have it.

Yang Fan pondered for a moment, "How about this, you pay another 100 yuan for food, and if you can't draw a talisman tonight, I will practice with you."

"Go and give the money to Xiao Lin and the others."

People like them who are paid to work have to pay for their food every day.

"Okay!" Tang Yuanyuan agreed without thinking. After two seconds, he realized, "You want to practice with me, how do you want to practice?" Yang Fan looked at him with a smile, "Guess."

Tang Yuanyuan's body trembled for no reason, a chill ran up his back, and he had a bad feeling.

He turned around and ran back to the house, "I'll hurry up and paint now!"

His intuition told him that practicing later would not be a good idea.

Seeing their interaction, Tang Zhangyu's eyes sparkled with envy. She said half seriously and half jokingly, "I wonder if Boss Yang is hiring. How about I come and work for you?"

“I’m also quite good at cooking.”

"I don't lack people here," Yang Fan turned to look at her, "and there is no hospital either."

"I have resigned now. I am not a doctor and I will not be a doctor in the future."

Yang Fan just looked at her without saying anything. Being looked at like this, Tang Zhangyu had nowhere to hide in front of her, and it felt like all the secrets in his heart would be seen through.

Tang Zhangyu touched his nose and said, "Okay, I still want to be a doctor in the future."

Although she didn't want to be a doctor at first, it was only after she became a doctor that she truly realized the significance of the white coat.

The real reason she quit was not because she didn't want to be a doctor, but because she had an opportunity to study abroad.

"Master, I heard from others that you can see dead people here," Tang Zhangyu looked at Yang Fan with hope and told her the second purpose of his visit.

"I want to see my deceased grandpa. Can you let me see him?"

Yang Fan asked her, "Did you bring anything your grandpa likes?"

"I brought it!" Tang Zhangyu hurriedly took out a set of tea sets and a bag of tea leaves from his pocket. "My grandpa loved drinking tea when he was alive. I often bought some nice tea sets to make tea for him."

She just heard that Yang Fan could let people see the dead, but she was not sure whether it was true.

Just thinking that what if he really could see it, she wanted to make tea for him again.

"Go to the door and burn the tea leaves. When you burn them, remember to recite his name, date of birth, and home address. If he hasn't been reincarnated, you'll be able to see him at 11 o'clock this evening."

Tang Zhangyu was stunned for a moment and asked her, "Just burn it like this?"

"Well, just burn it like this."

Tang Zhangyu didn't understand the process of summoning ghosts, but she did whatever Yang Fan said.

She borrowed a lighter from Yang Fan, took the tea leaves to the open space at the door, lit them, and whispered her grandfather's message.

The little white tiger, holding a small basket of vegetables in its mouth, happily came out of Grandma Xu's house and walked home.

When it reached the door, it stopped and watched a wisp of smoke coming out of the fire and drifting into the house.

It followed the green smoke all the way inside and saw it finally float into the warehouse of the post station.

"Lao Hei, come here." Yang Fan called it.

The little white tiger trotted over, put the basket down, and pointed its paw in the direction of the warehouse, "Awoo, awoo?"

It asked her what the green smoke was.
Yang Fan picked up the basket and whispered, "That's the express she sent to her grandfather."

It turned out to be a courier, the little white tiger showed a look of understanding.

The lid of the vegetable basket was opened, revealing a plate of braised fish, with a rich aroma that filled the air.

"Grandma Xu asked you to bring it here." Yang Fan said.

The little white tiger nodded vigorously, pointed at the fish with its little paws, and called out "wooo, wooo".

This dish was specially selected by it, it is delicious!