Chapter 89

"I can calculate it, of course I can calculate it."

Chen Ning smiled and nodded.

Hearing this, the burly man revealed a complacent smile. He glanced around and said, "Did you hear that clearly? The girl said she can calculate it! "

Everyone revealed a surprised expression. Over a hundred pairs of eyes stared at Chen Ning without blinking, wanting to see how she would calculate it.

Chen Ning was not in a rush. Her eyes first looked over the man's face and then slightly looked down. She looked over the man's clothes without anyone noticing, and then her eyes fell onto his palm.

This was a farmer's hand. The bones were thick and the skin was rough. The palm was covered in calluses, but it was washed clean and there was no dirt under the nails.

She stared at the man's palm for a while, not saying a single word.

The man began to become impatient. The people around them began to whisper and point at Chen Ning.

"If you can't calculate it, then say it. Stop pretending and wasting this one's time. I think you're just a swindler!"

The man shouted out without any trace of politeness.

Hearing this, Chen Ning suddenly raised her head, a pair of clear and spirited eyes stared straight at the man.

"Your surname is Zhao, right?"

She didn't say anything, but once she did, she shocked the world.

The man's eyebrows jumped, and his butt almost rolled off the stool.

"How do you know my surname is Zhao!" He shouted.

These words without a doubt admitted that what Chen Ning said was true.

Everyone let out a "weng, weng" sound as they revealed looks of disbelief.

Chen Ning gave a gentle laugh in her heart. When she looked over, she noticed that the man had accidentally lifted a corner of his clothes and had a crooked Zhao word embroidered on it. She wasn't blind, so how could she not see it?

She stared at the man's hand and slowly said, "Your surname is Zhao and you were originally farming in the countryside, living a hard life. You don't have a father and only have a mother, but her eyes are not good. In the last two years, you've made a fortune, so you bought a house in the city and moved there. Big brother Zhao, is my calculation correct?"

As she said this, the man's mouth fell open.

When Chen Ning finished speaking, his mouth was already wide enough to fit a large duck egg inside.

His face was filled with shock and disbelief.

"Right, everything is correct. But you, you, you … … How do you know everything? You, you, you've seen me and my mother before? "

The man surnamed Zhao's heart could no longer be described as shocked.

His eyes looking at Chen Ning were filled with admiration and awe.

This was because Chen Ning had described his family's situation perfectly, as if she had seen it with her own eyes.

His name was Zhao Er Gou, and he was not originally from the capital. Instead, he owned two mu of land outside the city, and his family had been farming for generations. Not long after he was born, his father died of a serious illness, leaving his mother to painstakingly raise him. She barely made ends meet by sewing clothes for others.

There was no man in the family, so he had to do farm work when he was young. The two mu of land was only enough to make a living. Sometimes, it was not even enough to fill his stomach. His mother was half blind because she sewed under the dim oil lamp all year round.

Perhaps the Heavens pitied the orphan and widowed mother. Two years ago, when he was hoeing the fields, he accidentally dug up an antique jar. When he opened it, he found that it was filled with gold ingots.