Transformed into a lame fortune teller in a courtyard in 1960, Wang Qiang only has half a pound of noodles and a useless leg. Xu Damao pushed open the door and begged him to calculate his fate, and he drew a talisman: ten pounds of millet for one piece. The next day Xu Damao rushed through the door with the old hen in his hand: "It's amazing!" The entire Nanluogu Alley came to line up. Grandpa Yi Zhonghai stood at the door and silently took out his food stamps.
