I can honestly admit that I completely forgot about it before. Because I'm busy with many things, I may feel dizzy and confused because I haven't read for a long time. And hurry up and ride before the deadline (which isn't in time yet). I really apologize. //

Me

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This week is debt repayment week in Eastern Cities. Mi Chong said like that. It seems that Lord Weishi came up with this project to make the new citizens even more in debt. Hmm, don't be confused. Because the new citizens who were in debt from the resurrection of Chan Khloi had to spend two hundred baht in order to open a shop on the street.

Of course, if you don't comply, you will have to pay more money, that is, five hundred bunches.

No one understands why there is a need to open a shop on the street. But not everyone wants to waste money for free. So I search for items that I want to make or products that will be sold. As for him, there wasn't much to choose from. Therefore, I would like to use my previous occupation to make a living.

Even though I lost money and owed an additional two hundred bunches. But instead, I had to sit down and make the place myself. The person who came up with this project is probably a bit callous.

The more I thought about it, the more discouraged I became. Fan Tong could only keep his head down and look for a location to set up his next shop. Even though Ye Tui and Jusha came to help in part. But when he thought about tomorrow, he would have to be alone in the end.

“Fan Tong, what are you doing?” The voice of a person who had just woken up sounded in his head. That's right, he still had you hahaha. ...If you have it, it's like you don't have it.

“I'm going to set up a dark assassin shop.” Saying that, he really wanted to go crazy. The opposite of a fortune teller is a dark murderer? So what is this dark thing? Seeing means seeing, dark means not seeing?

“Wow, good luck, I'm asleep.” Hmm... that helped a lot. Go back to what you like.

Ye Tui walked in with Ju Sha in the form of a young woman. With the latter clinging to Ye Tui without stopping. Damn, he was really envious of Ye Tui, “Fan Tong, I found a good place.”

Huh? A good place? "You don't have to take me to see it."

no! I'll say, take me to see. It's different!!

“Don't I have to take you to see it? I tried to charm you into making room for you!” Jusa immediately became upset. I didn't mean to say that. But thinking about it, she probably said it for Ye Tui's sake rather than for me.

“Fan Tong, are you so excited that you said the wrong thing?” Compared to Zhu Sha, Ye Tui was much more calm. He tried to ask for understanding rather than causing conflict. Fan Tong hurriedly nodded, not wanting to embarrass him.

Jusha raised her head and looked disdainfully. “What about the equipment?”

“Huh?” He narrowed his eyes, what kind of equipment?

Jusa seemed very dissatisfied. She made a jingling sound and said, "Continue." “How about the equipment for setting up the shop? Lord Lingshi brought it to borrow and use freely in front of the Divine King Palace.”

Is there something like that? But it's good too. He wouldn't have to punt and waste any more money either...

The girl tried to stay calm. She turned into a man and said. “...I think we should hurry and get it. I'm afraid I'll return after dark.” Those were the last words Ju Sha said to Fan Tong before turning to Ye Tui.

“You are not welcome,” he said politely to the first customer. before trying to correct the words “Not welcome. not welcome Get your head back. not welcome ...welcome!!"

“...I think it would be better for you not to speak, Fan Tong.” The cloth in front of the shop was raised. Revealing the thin body of a young man with long black hair.

“Oh,” Fan Tong moaned in agreement. Looks like Ye Tui probably told Luo Shi that he was here. “Has the closing ceremony already begun?”

Luo Si frowned. “Opening ceremony? Aside from Wei Si, there was no one from the Divine Monarch Palace. Mother doesn't want to leave work. Yin Si drags Ling Si to look around the shop.”

You're lonely, you have to be alone, right?

“Do you want me to make a prediction for you?” Unexpectedly, this time he was correct in every sentence, with no part that had to be reversed at all. Fan Tong then pretended that he didn't say anything wrong just now.

“That's good, but I probably won't have to change your words again, right?” Luo Si laughed before continuing to ask. “What do you want me to do?”

Fan Tong pointed down at the sign in front of the table that said One Person, One Bunch Around in beautiful letters and smiled. Can't help it. Who made him have to pay for setting up a shop? After all, this is a business and if he doesn't have income to deduct at all, it would be difficult.

“How stupid!” Luo Si took out some money from his pocket and placed it on the table.

“You don't have to sit still.” Fan Tong looked at Luo Zi for a prediction after the young man sat down. He took out a piece of paper from a large stack. and used a brush to carefully write on it

“Soon you will find the important thing you are looking for?” Luo Xi smiled. His eyes closed with no small amount of happiness. “Thank you, Fan Tong. I'd like to go look at another shop."

Fan Tong nodded. and sat alone as usual Why is it so strangely quiet?

Minutes, two minutes...until an hour. A feeling of boredom and lethargy takes over. Who said choosing a good place? So what about him? The decoration of the shop is not bad at all. It's even normal. Why aren't there any customers?

Not long after he complained in his heart, a shadowy figure in front of the store appeared.

“Tell me your fortune.” Unexpectedly, he didn't expect that it was Mi Chong who was in debt as well. “Making a blank face like this shows that you don't know. Lord Lingshi graciously allowed us to put up a stop sign at the shop. In order to tour the festival around I came here to tell you about rice.”

Mi Chong made a face of adoration and continued to flatter Po and mold the person he respected and loved endlessly. Until Fan Thong couldn't help but feel disgusted.

As for him, who had hundreds of debts owed to him, he could not see Ling Xi's actions in a positive way. Allowing them to take a break from their shop means not allowing them to earn any income from the shop! Even sellers from other stores You can come and visit his shop. But how many people are willing to pay money even though they are in debt?

“You better stand up,” Fan Tong cut in.

"What are you standing for? I'm already standing."

“No need to sit down. I will tell you your fortune.”

“I don't understand what you're saying, Fan Tong.” Mi Chong's brows furrowed but he took out some money and placed it on the table, "Er, is there any news about the Five Sues selling?"

Mi Chong's original question made the shop owner shake his head in boredom. Come on, he's predicting all over the place. He began to examine Mi Chong and pressed his brush against the paper. "Wait, stay still!"

“Unlucky luck, the person you love won't take care of you... You're probably not teasing me, are you?” The person who received the slip of paper had a troubled tone in his voice. “Lord Lingshi, won't you turn around and look at me? Hey, is that a lie?”

Fan Tong nodded wryly. He was faking it, but he wasn't lying. However, Ling Xi would never be able to see Mi Chong in his sight.

“Ah... is there someone else there?” A familiar voice sounded from the front of the shop. It was Jusha and Ye Tui who walked in together.

“It's okay, I'm going now. My store has a lot of people waiting to buy things,” Mi Chong boasted out loud. Fan Tong didn't want to know what shop Mi Chong opened. Because no matter what, you can't escape. 'News of the Five Shi', 'Souvenirs related to Lord Lingshi', or something else related to Shi.

There is a great risk of being led to death by Mr. Wei Si...

Soon Mi Chong left the shop. This left only Jusha, Ye Tui, Fan Tong, and Wahahaha in the shop.

Ye Tui raised both his hands for Juza to see. "I don't have any money with me..."

“It's okay, I'll pay for it myself.” The woman put down two bunches of money. “Two people, please help predict love.”

They both sat down on chairs in front of the table. Ye Tui looked around. shop with pride without even listening to Juza's words. They were the ones who worked together all night yesterday and hardly slept at all. But the Chinese style decoration according to the book makes the shop look more interesting. It's worth the effort and sweat.

But seconds before Fan Tong wrote his prediction on a piece of paper, Fan Tong glanced at Ju Sha's murderous eyes. His gazes met in perfect harmony. Fan Tong could guess Juza's thoughts.

I write only the truth Fan Tong raised his eyebrows.

Look under the table. Jusha glanced down. Fan Tong followed suit. Five bunches of money were found in her hand.

Not enough, he wiggled his ears twice. The hand then retracted.

Is that okay? Jusha asked with a wink and her hand extended again. Inside were eight bunches of silver.

Okay, kid. Fan Tong lowered his head slightly, sending a sik.

Of course, these actions happened in less than five seconds. Ye Tui, who was interested in the shop's decorations, did not notice that Fan Tong's message had been changed because Ju Sha had hit him with money.

“It's finished. Thank you for your service.” Fan Tong spoke smoothly without any interruptions at all. Ye Tui, just Ye Tui. It's about money and gold, making a living like this can't cause you to be alienated. I'm sorry, Ye Tui.

Juza took the piece of paper and read it carefully. Ye Tui also picked up his own and read it. Ju Sha secretly gave Fan Tong a thumbs up while Ye Tui was tracing the letters on the piece of paper.

Ye Tui was dragged away by Jusha to another shop as soon as the translation was finished. He seemed to be in a bit of trouble for a moment, but trust me, besides Juza, no one would want to see the vomit-inducing message like an ancient romance on that sheet of paper.

“I will check this shop for the last time.” The silver-haired man's displeased voice sounded. He seemed very upset. He walked inside. Look around at the furniture. “The decoration is bland. The smell pollutes society. Therefore, we ordered the shop to be closed..."

No sooner had he finished than a strong hand slammed into the man's mouth from behind. Making him squirm around and find a way to shake off that hand. “Ing said that you went around threatening the villagers. Ordered to close the shop as a joke This also caused other citizens to be afraid. ...Does this mean you have to receive the death penalty?”

Wei Si broke free from his restraints and turned around and shouted at the other party. “How shameless! Referring to Lord Si Ying's name without respect! And you're still accusing me?! ungrateful!! I always do what is right. Look, while I am dedicated to the East, you are just having fun like this.

Who should receive the death penalty!?”

The issue is not that which innocent person will receive the death penalty... But the fact that you guys come and argue in this shop I'm the one who's unlucky! Fan Tong couldn't help but think in his heart.

“Eh? Old man, this guy says he's dedicated to the Eastern Province. Isn't that true, Xiao Rou?” Yin Shi turned to ask the two of them. To which the answer was only silence. Ling Xi's face was fed up. and Pirou's discomfiture

“If you guys want to quarrel, please move the location to the Divine King Palace. Don't forget that right now we are in the middle of a road, there are only people,” Ling Xi warned. He wasn't interested in taking sides in the first place. Even though he didn't like Wei Si's face, he only met his cold gaze. Don't announce your shame to the public.

“Hi,” the silver-haired man made a noise in his throat. He gave an expression of displeasure and quickly turned around.

Hey, won't you come and serve me? At least I've come in. Please pay me money. Money. Money.

“If you can't fight, run away. There is no manliness at all! Hey, I lost my temper when I saw the face of that evil monster... Ah! That duster and Xiao Ye's friend.” Yin Shi turned to face Fan Tong. His bored face turned into a small smile.

Those who were arguing just now didn't even see me in their eyes, right? And why does the duster have a name (only called by Insue)? Fan Tong was tired of talking. He then pointed at the price tag like Luo Zi did.

“What, trying to save the store from being closed and still charging for service?” Bi Rou was saddened by the money. Without realizing it, she imagined shopping for new clothes and missing three bunches of money.

“...You pay.” Ling Si nodded towards Fan Tong. This made the latter immediately feel grateful.

“Stupid old man! Alright, for my Xiao Rou's sake. I will act like a man and pay for you, old man.” In Shi raised his head slightly. Then he took out a bunch of money and placed it in front of Fan Tong.

The shop owner looked at the amount without batting an eye. He respected Insue in his heart. Even though I want to say that the money was too much, greed won out. He couldn't refuse the compensation for renting this space at all, and even if he counted it, it would even be subtracted.

“Alright, make your prediction.” Bi Rou gave him an unsatisfied look. It seemed like she wanted to protest about money as well. But he didn't do it because Ling Si said it himself. If you scrub it, it will look unattractive.

Fan Tong was afraid that the hundred thousand baht in front of him would disappear. So he hurriedly dipped his brush in ink and considered writing immediately.

“Have luck with men...?” The atmosphere behind Ling Xi became dark.

“Do you have to live with the person you hate for a long time?” Inse's expression was awkward, but after a while it changed. “Do I have to stay with Wei Si for a long time!?”

“Unstable love?” Bi Rou lowered his head. His golden hair obscured his face so that he couldn't see the emotions he was conveying.

Unfortunately, I wrote it too directly... Fan Tong began to notice his bad posture and hurriedly picked up his things. Snatch wahahaha and the girls fled. But is there a chance or will his bad luck give him time?

promising!

“Ahhhhhhh!!!” No one knew what that sound was. What is certain is that the next day, one fortune teller didn't dare come back to open the shop (for fear of increasing debt) again.