Chapter 8 Mission Begins, Street Fortune Telling
"Today's task is for everyone to go out and work with the other guests. As long as it does not break the law, there are no restrictions on any occupation."

"The production team will follow up the entire process, and tonight the selection will be based on how much money everyone makes."

As Bingbing's voice fell.

Each group of CP guests went out of the hotel.

Everyone knows what this kind of program is like.

When Li Xu and Xu Tao were leaving, they glanced at Zhang Yi with disdain.

When it comes to making money, how can a mere Taoist priest like you compare with us?

They will not lose this round no matter what.

Zhang Yi didn't care. He stretched and took Yan Linwan out.

"Young Taoist priest, where are we going now? What kind of job are we going to do? What can you do?" Yan Linwan followed Zhang Yi and asked as they walked.

After walking for more than ten minutes, we arrived at the Second Ring Road in the city.

This street is very crowded, but it is all food street.

"What do you mean? Is the young Taoist priest going to come here to work part-time?"

: "But this is a food court. It's easy to work here, but the pay is too low."

"I see that Li Xu and Xu Tao next door went straight to that kind of company to help others write copy and design."

"It's over, it's over. Even if you wash dishes here for a year, you probably won't make as much as others."

"No way, this competition is so targeted. After all, what can you expect from a Taoist priest?"

: "Indeed, this setting makes it very difficult for others. It feels like it is prepared for Li Xu and others."

: "Given their ability to study abroad, shouldn't design and copywriting be a piece of cake?"

When they arrived at the food street, everyone thought that Zhang Yi was going to take Yan Linwan to wash dishes.

result.

Zhang Yi finally spoke, pointing to one of the shops and smiling: "Let's have a meal first. There's no rush to make money. Let's try this authentic steamed bun first!"

Having said that, he walked in.

"Boss, six meat buns, three vegetable buns, three bowls of soy milk, and one mochi."

As soon as he entered the door, he skillfully ordered a lot of breakfast.

Then he sat leisurely on the stool and prepared to eat.

But Yan Linwan beside him was so anxious that she didn't even bother to eat her buns: "Little Taoist priest, what on earth are we going to do today? Others have already started, and we are still eating buns!"

She came to this show just to make money, and she didn't want to be eliminated so early.

"No hurry, no hurry." Zhang Yi smiled and took a bite of the bun, then handed her the soy milk: "I've already thought about how to make money."

When Yan Linwan heard this, she was stunned: "Do I really have to wash the dishes?"

Zhang Yi was stunned, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I won't wash the dishes."

"What's that for?"

"My main job is fortune-telling!" After that, Zhang Yi leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words. The latter was surprised and blushed: "Isn't this a bit strange?"

Zhang Yi smiled and said, "It's okay, just do as I say!"

Hear the words.

Yan Linwan didn't hesitate any more and joined the eating group directly.

The scene changes.

At this time, Li Xu was helping with the script in an online drama company.

He is very good at writing web drama scripts.

I helped others get the job done easily and received several thousand dollars in compensation in just one morning.

He has also been booked for the afternoon, and if he helps them complete the script, he will probably get paid tens of thousands of dollars.

Tens of thousands a day. With his ability, he should be able to get first place.

As for his partner, he was also busy at this time.

When he opened his phone and saw the situation on Zhang Yi's side, he was stunned.

It was past nine o'clock, and the two were still eating buns leisurely, not in a hurry at all.

"Humph, it seems they have given up. After all, what survival methods does a Taoist have?"

After meal.

I saw a Taoist priest in a black robe waiting at the door with a bag in his hand.

Zhang Yi walked up, took the bag, and then went to an overpass next to the food street.

He opened the cyst and sat down directly.

"Fortune telling, fortune telling, you can't ask for money!" After shouting a few words, he lay down on the armchair next to him.

Holding a fan in her hand, she looked very comfortable. The photographer was hiding nearby, but after looking around, he did not see Yan Linwan.

"Fortune telling?"

: "Play your true self."

: "This is a professional match, but how much money can you make from fortune-telling?"

: "That's not necessarily the case. It depends on who you are asking for the fortune."

"Yes, some rich people spend hundreds of thousands of dollars per fortune-telling."

"But that also requires strength. I don't trust Zhang Yi. He is just a second-generation brother."

"Wait, where's Yan Linwan, the school beauty?"

The fans in the live broadcast room were confused.

And then the next second.

The toddler in plain clothes came on stage!
"Master, fortune telling is free if it's not accurate? Is it true or false?" Tuoer Yan exclaimed as soon as he came on the stage.

After this shout, many people on the overpass looked over.

"How dare you tell fortunes without asking for money? Are you so awesome?"

"He's a Taoist priest. Look at him. He looks very strange."

Many people gathered around.

Seeing that it was effective, Tuo'er Yan was delighted, and then sat in front of the stall: "Since the master is so confident, just calculate it, I won't say anything."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand.

Zhang Yi pushed her hand back with his fan: "Read the face and write a word, that's all."

In the eyes of everyone.

Yan Linwan stretched out her hand, but Zhang Yi just glanced at her hand and then glanced at what she had written.

I understood it immediately.

"I live in H City, Southern District. I have a sick mother, an alcoholic father, and a younger brother who studies hard."

With just one sentence, Zhang Yi understood why Yan Linwan was so obsessed with the results of this show.

Because she really needs money.

Yan Linwan was completely stunned!
She looked at Zhang Yi in disbelief, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise.

How is this different from what they discussed before?
How did he know this news?
"Master. You..." She opened her mouth in disbelief. He clearly said to make up some things, but in the end... Did he really figure it out?
I have never said these things since I came to this show.

"Little girl, did this Taoist really predict this?"

"Trust me? Why don't I believe it?"

"No, look at the expression on this little girl's face. Her expression can't lie. It seems like she was shocked herself."

There was a lot of discussion all around.

Everyone in the live broadcast room called out Yan Linwan for acting out the truth, but little did they know that it was not an act.

The latter got up hurriedly and left in a panic.

Looking at her back, Zhang Yi looked embarrassed and apologetic, not knowing whether she was angry because of this.

However, after this.

More and more people gathered around Zhang Yi's stall.

Basically, Zhang Yi can guess what the other person wants or asks just by looking at the face and calculating the words.

"Master, can you tell me whether my boyfriend and I will be together forever?"

suddenly.

A couple came over.

The two of them were dressed fashionably, with the girl holding the boy's hand, and they looked very affectionate.

The young man seemed unhappy and glanced at Zhang Yi with disdain.

"Baby, this Taoist priest doesn't look professional at first glance. Let's just forget it. I don't trust him. He looks even younger than me!"

As he said this, he was about to pull the girl away.

See this.

Zhang Yi simply said: "You are my boyfriend, and you really only have one girlfriend."

Hearing this, the boy paused.

"Suddenly I feel that this Taoist priest is quite reliable. I can give it a try."

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Zhang Yi didn't finish his words and added: "You are his only girlfriend, but he has a lot of boyfriends."

(End of this chapter)