Chapter 83 Three Steps for a Master, Two Steps for a Successor
"Master, you've come just in time!"

Seeing Yang Fan coming, Sun Ping greeted him with a bright smile, "I'll sell you a piece of your calming talisman paper. Can you guess how much it costs?"

Without even thinking, Yang Fan gave the answer after just one look at him, "Three hundred thousand."

"Master, your calculations are so accurate!" Sun Ping gave Yang Fan a thumbs up, his face full of admiration.

Yang Fan sold the talisman for 100,000 yuan here, and through Sun Ping he resold it for 300,000 yuan each.

Xiao Lin looked at Sun Ping from the side with a look that was filled with the word "swindler".

Yang Fan was not surprised at all that he sold it at this price. After all, Sun Ping had extensive connections and was good at making people talk sweetly.

As agreed, the profits would be split 20:80. Sun Ping kept 60,000 for himself and transferred the remaining 240,000 to Yang Fan.

"Master, what do you want to order today? Please choose whatever you want."

Without waiting for Yang Fan to answer, Sun Ping took out the best yellow paper in his shop and said, "Master, this is the high-quality yellow paper that just arrived yesterday. I give it to you for drawing talismans."

Yang Fan gave him a knowing look and said, "I want to order the lucky bags from your store."

"Lucky bag," Sun Ping took a second to react, then turned around and went to the counter to find what Yang Fan wanted. "Master, is this the lucky bag you want?"

He has all kinds of lucky bags here, including simple red lucky bags, lucky bags that look like pendants, and lucky bags in various colors and styles.

Xiao Lin exclaimed in amazement.
Yang Fan: "Yes, these are the lucky bags. Please pack some for me."

"Okay!" Sun Ping quickly packed the lucky bag and the yellow paper together.

These were all given to Yang Fan by him for free.

Holding the yellow paper and the lucky bag, Yang Fan took Xiao Lin to the vegetable market, bought some vegetables, and then went back.

Yang Fan paid the whole time, and Xiao Lin didn't use the thousand yuan in her pocket. After arriving home, she returned the money to Yang Fan, but he confiscated it and told her to keep it for buying groceries.

Soon after they got home, people who delivered electrical appliances and changed the gas arrived.

After going in and out for a whole day, Yang Fan finally made the shabby kitchen look brand new. He also asked Fu Yonghui to help clear the water pipes.

It was getting dark outside, and Yang Fan was already hungry. She said to Xiao Lin, "Let's just have something to eat tonight."

Xiao Lin: "Okay."

She went back to the kitchen and took out the noodles she had bought during the day, made some mixed noodles for dinner for two, and also made some cold salad with cucumber and bean curd.

Knowing that Yang Fan eats a lot, she simply serves her food in a large bowl.

The two of them ate in the yard, each holding a bowl. Yang Fan's bowl was a large bowl, twice as big as Xiao Lin's.

Xiao Lin is a very good cook. The mixed noodles she makes are spicy, refreshing and smooth, and are paired with delicious cold dishes.

Yang Fan ate two large bowls of noodles by himself. The little white tiger couldn’t eat spicy food, so Xiao Lin made it a bowl of non-spicy food.

The little white tiger lay beside Yang Fan, buried its head in the bowl, and ate with relish.

During this meal, Xiao Lin's cooking skills were recognized by Yang Fan and Little White Tiger.

At night, Xiao Jing came out of the underworld to meet them. He knew that Xiao Lin worked for Yang Fan, and the brother and sister would be able to meet every night from now on. While he was happy, he also felt a little guilty.

It was all because of him that she couldn't do her favorite job and had to stay in this small mountain village to work.

But Xiao Lin's next words dispelled his thoughts.

"Brother, I love cooking. You don't know how satisfied I am when I see Master and Lao Hei eat up all the food I made."

Compared to Xiao Jing, who has been a child of other people's families since childhood, Xiao Lin is a little ordinary.

After three years of hard work in high school, and with the intensive tutoring from her academically gifted brother, she was barely able to get into a second-tier university.

She spent her four years in college in a daze. Her friends and classmates all had clear goals and jobs, but she couldn't even find a suitable internship and was often caught in self-doubt.

She didn't have much ambition, she just liked cooking and hoped to find a job that didn't require much brainpower and that would earn her enough to support herself.

Now she works for Yang Fan, which is her ideal job. The boss is easy to get along with, there are no complicated interpersonal relationships, working hours are flexible, she doesn't have to use her brain, she cooks her favorite food every day, and she has a good income. She is very satisfied.

The most important thing is that she can see her brother every day for free!

Xiao Lin felt that she was really lucky to find such a job.

Xiao Jing felt relieved when he saw that the satisfaction and happiness on her face did not seem fake.

Xiao Changfeng and his wife are also happy for their daughter that she can find something she likes to do.

With Xiao Lin's joining, Yang Fan feels much more relaxed during the day. Now more and more people come to the village to buy fruits from Yang Fan.

Moreover, some uncles and aunts are like Aunt Zheng, buying several kilograms or more than ten kilograms at a time. They buy them and send them to relatives and friends in other places.

And through Aunt Zheng's promotion, many people know that the little girl selling fruit in Shangyuan Village can tell fortunes.

But they all treated it as a joke and then passed it over. Few people believed it.

The little girl can tell fortunes. These words put together sound like a lie no matter how you listen to them.

They are so close to Sanqing Palace. If they really want to calculate, why don't they go directly to Sanqing Palace to find a real master? Why would they go to find a little girl selling fruit?

Even Aunt Zheng’s eldest daughter Chen Chunhua, who works far away in Shenzhen, thinks so.

On the other end of the phone, Aunt Zheng was halfway through her words when she interrupted her.

"Mom, don't listen to those people's nonsense. How can eating loquats cure colds? They are all deceiving naive old people like you."

"I won't say anything for now. I'm in the elevator now. There's no signal in the elevator. I'll call you next time."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Her roommate Luo Jiahe asked her what was wrong.

Chen Chunhua was speechless and said, "I don't know where my mother heard about a fortune teller. She said that he was very capable at such a young age."

"She also said that the loquats grown in her home can cure colds."

It is said that loquat paste can relieve cough, and she believes it.

They say loquat can cure the flu, so what about the money she spent in the hospital before?
Feeling something in her hand sliding down, she lifted it up with force and complained while looking at the box in her hand.

"She came all the way from her hometown to send me some fruit. This old lady really doesn't care about the money she spends on the courier service."

The delivery fee for more than ten kilograms of fruit is dozens of dollars, and I don’t even know if it tastes good.

Besides, she doesn't like loquats very much. The loquats sold in fruit stores look delicious, but in fact they don't taste like loquats at all.

"Your mother is worried about you."

Luo Jiahe looked envious, "I can eat the fruits that my mother sent from home."

"By the way, isn't your home near Sanqing Palace? The master your mother talked about might be real."

She was very interested in this. "Why don't you help me ask your mother for the contact information of that master."

Chen Chunhua: "What do you want to do?"

"Didn't I tell you before that an elder in the family is missing?"

Luo Jiahe: "If I could meet a real master, I would like to figure out where she is."

"Then don't think about what my mother said." Chen Chunhua: "Our three-step master is a master of Sanqing Palace, and two-step master is a successor of Sanqing Gong. They are all liars."

Those people are using the guise of Sanqing Palace to deceive innocent out-of-town tourists.

However, the scammer her mother described was even more cunning. He actually used the claim that loquat could cure the flu to deceive the elderly.

It turns out that the saying is right, there is no one in the world who cannot be deceived, only inappropriate deception methods.

Since she, a local, said so, Luo Jiahe had no choice but to give up.