Chapter 91

Although Chen Ning said that this man surnamed Zhao would have something good happen in three days and no one could verify it, she was able to tell that Zhao Er Gou's matter was correct just by reading his palm. Once this skill was revealed, how could anyone doubt her divine fortune telling ability at all?

The crowd suddenly became excited.

"Divine fortune telling girl, I am willing to pay an extra fifty silver coins. Can you help me with my divination first?"

A fat middle aged man with a big belly squeezed out of the crowd. He placed a silver ingot worth fifty silver coins in front of Chen Ning and spoke in a rich and overbearing manner.

Chen Ning was stunned. Before she could say anything, the crowd began to fill with angry and dissatisfied voices.

"That fatty, what do you mean? Are you showing off how much money you have? "

"Do you think that with some stinky money, you can get a number? Father has fifty more silver coins than you! "

"Damn, I'll pay an extra hundred silver coins!"

The originally orderly team suddenly became a mess. Everyone squeezed forward, surrounding a small wooden table so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through. There were three layers of people inside and three layers outside.

Chen Ning suddenly found it hard to breathe.

Those local tycoons were still calling out their prices.

"One hundred and fifty silver coins!"

"Two hundred silver coins!"

"Two hundred and fifty!"

"… …"

Their voices were getting louder and louder, each one more confident than the last. The amount of silver coins kept increasing, making Chen Ning's head feel like it was about to explode.

Her face sunk and it was as if a layer of frost had covered it.

"All of you shut up for me!"

Her voice was even more effective than the Emperor's imperial edict. The chaotic crowd instantly quietened down.

Everyone stared at her without blinking, feeling uneasy in their hearts.

It seemed like the divine fortune telling girl was angry!

Chen Ning had an expressionless face and did not even look at the crowd. She picked up a piece of paper and tore it into ten pieces. Then she picked up a pen and wrote ten numbers from one to ten on each piece of paper.

Everyone stared at her intently, not knowing what she meant by this.

Chen Ning put down the pen and looked up at the crowd. She calmly said, "There is a saying that heaven's secrets cannot be revealed, but fortune-telling is considered revealing heaven's secrets. I do not dare go against the heavens, otherwise I will be punished by the heavens, so I can only do ten divinations a day. There are ten pieces of paper with numbers on them. If you want me to calculate your divinations, then follow the order on these pieces of paper. Those that do not get a piece of paper, please come early tomorrow."

After saying this, she pushed the pieces of paper to the front of the table.

Suddenly, countless large hands reached out.

"Ha, ha, I got one! I got one! "

"First, I'm first!"

In the blink of an eye, the ten pieces of paper had been snatched up.

Those who managed to get their hands on it were overjoyed, while those who didn't were depressed.

The one who snatched the slip of paper with the number "1" written on it was a young man in his twenties who was dressed like a scholar. He was thin and tall like a bamboo pole, and his arms were especially long.

He proudly waved the piece of paper and said, "The number one is mine, no one can steal it from me. I'll go first."

He lifted his robe and prepared to sit down on the bench in front of Chen Ning.

"Wait a minute, I'll buy your number one piece of paper!" The middle aged fat man that did not get a piece of paper squeezed out of the crowd and took out a white silver bill, "One hundred silver coins, do you want to sell it?"

The scholar's eyes lit up and he did not hesitate at all.

"I'll sell!" He happily nodded and gave the piece of paper to the middle aged fat man, exchanging it for the one hundred silver bill. Then he moved to the side and happily watched the show.