Xie Cuo opened an incense shop in the capital. He would always give a hexagram to the people he was destined to meet, and the hexagrams would always come true, so his reputation gradually spread.
But he rarely counts his own fate. One is to waste energy, and the other is that it is meaningless to know what is going to happen in advance.
He doesn't tell his fortune, so he is alone until the end.
Intention: Everything depends on human effort.