Chapter 92

The fat middle aged man's action instantly made all the rich people who couldn't get a piece of paper feel enlightened.

They couldn't get it, but they could buy it with money.

Chen Ning smiled as she watched the rich people bid for the paper she wrote, but she did not stop them.

She looked at the fat middle aged man in front of her and asked with a smile, "This old master, do you want to calculate when you will have a child?"

Although the fat squire was already filled with admiration for Chen Ning's divine fortune telling, hearing her words, he was still shocked by her words.

"You, you, how do you know?" He was stunned.

"Naturally, from your physiognomy." Chen Ning looked at the fat man's face for a while and then looked at him up and down. Then she nodded and picked up a pen. She wrote six words on a piece of paper, folded it into a square, and gave it to the fat man.

"I have a secret recipe here. As long as you follow this recipe, after a year, there should be good news."

The fat man's jaw almost dropped in shock.

He received the square with a bit of doubt. He opened it and read the words on it, "Keep your mouth shut and move your legs more."

He read it word by word, but he was completely confused.

"What do you mean by this?" His face sunk and he asked in a very angry voice.

Just these six words would allow him to hug the fat boy? He did not believe it at all.

In the daytime, this girl was a swindling and swindling Jianghu swindler, wasting his one hundred taels of silver for nothing.

"Of course it's the meaning of the words. Keeping your mouth shut and moving your legs is to let the old master eat less and move more. It's because you are just ….. too fat."

Chen Ning said in a long voice.

As soon as her voice fell, the surrounding people broke out in laughter.

Because what she said couldn't be more correct. That fat man was so fat that he didn't even have a neck. He had a big belly and he looked just like a fat pig sitting there.

The fat man's face turned the colour of a pig's liver as he angrily said, "What does father not having a son have to do with father being fat!"

"Of course it's related and it's very related."

Chen Ning's smile disappeared and she said with a serious face, "It's because you're too fat that you still don't have a son. Even if you have seven concubines, not only do you not have a son, you haven't even given birth to a daughter. The reason is not because of your concubines, but rather because of you! If you keep getting fat like this, I dare say that you won't have a son in this lifetime! "

"You, you, you ….." The fat man pointed at Chen Ning and was so angry that he couldn't say anything.

As a fatty, the last thing he wanted to hear in his life was others calling him fat. If someone dared to mention the word "fat" in front of him, even if it wasn't him, he would immediately turn hostile.

He really wanted to curse out loud, but after thinking about it, how did she know that he had seven concubines?

Did she really calculate it?

"You, you, you … … How did you know that this official has seven concubines?" His face turned red and he finally managed to force out this sentence.

Right now he was only half believing Chen Ning, so he did not dare offend her. If the other side really was a divine immortal, then wouldn't he have offended an expert?