Chapter 36 There is also a recipe for hair growth

Ye Fushu moved very quickly and finished writing in just two or three strokes.

After putting down the pen, Ye Fushu folded the piece of paper with the word "wool" drawn on it into a triangle and handed it to Mr. Zhang, "Mr. Zhang, this is your amulet worth 666."

boss Zhang:"……?"

I spent 666 just to buy a ball of wool?
No, it's a picture of wool, not even as good as a ball of wool!
Seeing that Mr. Zhang was stunned and refused to take the talisman, Ye Fushu stuffed it into his hand and reminded him: "You must not leave it with you within five days. You must carry it with you 24 hours a day."

"After five days, it's up to you to take it with you or not. The validity period is 666 days."

Ye Fushu finished speaking.

The office remained silent.

Looking at the amulet made from a corner of A4 paper that Ye Fushu stuffed into his hand, Mr. Zhang regretted it.

He was somewhat suspicious as to whether he had had a brain seizure. Instead of recuperating in the hospital, he had to come here on crutches to find this dead kid.

Don’t you think these past few days have been unlucky enough?
He has been really unlucky these days.

I got stung by bees, hit by brooms, and this morning, I was knocked into a fountain by a stroller, where I broke my foot, broke an arm, and was hospitalized.

While lying in the ward, I somehow remembered what Ye Fushu said two days ago, and then I came here as if possessed by a ghost.

No matter how his wife tried to persuade him, it was useless. She was so angry that she ignored him. Yet, he still insisted on limping to the company with his crutches.

result……

In the end, all you got was a talisman with a ball of yarn on it?
Now that I think about it, he either had a brain seizure or his brain was damaged by the broom that fell from the sky.

Looking at Mr. Zhang who remained silent, Ye Fushu continued to sell, "Mr. Zhang, do you want a prescription for hand injuries, foot injuries, and swollen lips?"

Looking at Mr. Zhang's amazingly shiny head, Ye Fushu added, "I also have a hair growth recipe."

Mr. Zhang: "...Quack, quack! What the hell! I want it!"

Mr. Zhang roared with full energy, and his curses were very dirty, but also very easy to understand. Tang Wan and Ye Zhixia finally understood what he said.

What he said was: Get lost! I don't want anything! No!
After Mr. Zhang finished yelling, he stood up with his cane, dragged his lame leg, and walked out the door panting. Seeing this, Ye Fushu reminded him, "Mr. Zhang, you didn't take the talisman. It won't work if you don't carry it with you."

boss Zhang:"……"

Mr. Zhang paused, turned around slowly, and wanted to yell "No" in a tough tone.

But when I think about it, I spent 666 to buy it, why shouldn’t I want it?
So, between recovering the 666 yuan from the dead child and taking the talisman, Mr. Zhang chose the latter.

Seeing the man huffing and puffing as he walked out after taking the talisman, Tang Wan finally came to his senses and stood up to chase after him, "Boss Zhang, are you leaving? I'll see you off."

"It's just a kid's trick. Don't bother with her."

"Or, I'll transfer the money to you..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fushu said to the two people from behind, "It can't be turned. If it is turned, you have to give the amulet to Sister Wan."

"..."

Mr. Zhang looked even angrier as he left. Even the few strands of hair that were about to fall out seemed to be angry.

Tang Wan covered her face and supported her forehead, choosing to continue seeing people off.

With the departure of Mr. Zhang and Tang Wan, the office fell into a brief silence.

Ye Fushu remembered that she still had work to do. After the customer left, she continued typing on her laptop.

Ye Zhixia set his gaze on Ye Fushu and stared at her for a long time, but did not hear any of her thoughts.

After a while, Ye Zhixia narrowed her eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Ye Fushu, do you know what you just did?"

Ye Fushu stopped what he was doing and looked up at Ye Zhixia, his expression still obedient, "Sister, didn't you see it? I'm telling fortunes to save people."

"Or, it would be more appropriate to say that you can make extra money."

(End of this chapter)