I am a fortune teller. I know a little about how to count plum blossoms. I learned a little about the Six Yao Yao from my grandfather. I can draw talismans and recite mantras, and I have achieved a little success. This year is the year of Gengzi, and everything is difficult. I also resigned from a small company. It is not a problem to be unemployed for several months at home. I drink with friends one day. While drinking, my friend talked about work. He was planning to get a promotion and a salary increase. I felt even worse after hearing this. He also noticed that I was depressed, so he comforted me with words. Brother, all your skills are in vain at home. Why don't we open a Feng Shui fortune-telling parlor together with my money? Wouldn't it be wonderful? I just smiled and declined politely. +++After my friend left, I couldn't sleep all night. After thinking about it, I thought what he said was reasonable. Why not use what I learned to tell people's fortunes and earn some money to satisfy my needs!
Purpose: A true story plus some fabrication, written into a novel as a souvenir