Chinese Almanac Master - Ch. 8

Chapter 8

The drinking session that night didn't end well because they had to rush back to stop the heavily intoxicated workers from causing further trouble. Li Mao and a few of his small foremen hurriedly left, still shouting on the phone before they left. "Make them stay put!! No singing! No suicide! Get them some food to calm down first! Yes! I'll pay them for the Lunar New Year right away!! Damn it!! They're all here to kill me!!" Li Mao looked very agitated, but before leaving, he remembered to ask for Xiao Nanzhu's phone number. Xiao Nanzhu was pleased with the result and gave it to him. Perhaps because of the strange and sudden events of the day, or perhaps because of his own inexplicable guilt, when Li Mao left, the other two also took the opportunity to talk to Xiao Nanzhu, with two out of three sentences asking about whether he could read fortunes. They even had the audacity to ask him to demonstrate it again. "Just now we can't fully believe that! How about another try? Do you know my name, bro? I was born in August 1966! Let's not count today, let's count yesterday! Xiao Xiao, can you take a look at my luck yesterday?" Zhao Tiansheng shouted loudly with some excitement on his face. He didn't really believe in these things, but just wanted to give it another try. When Xiao Nanzhu heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, rubbed his index finger on his thumb, and paused for a few seconds before calmly placing his slender fingers on the table and tapping lightly a few times. "Brother Zhao, you had financial gains yesterday, but also had some romantic entanglements. You could win at least four figures in the lottery, but I'm afraid that money has been given to a certain beauty in a hair salon who claimed her mother had epilepsy and urgently needed hospitalization fees." As soon as Xiao Nanzhu finished speaking, Zhao Tiansheng almost sprayed the wine in his mouth. He did win a lottery ticket yesterday, worth three or four thousand yuan, but by night the money was taken away by a hair salon girl who claimed her mother had epilepsy and needed urgent hospitalization fees, and now being exposed in front of everyone, the married Zhao Tiansheng felt a bit embarrassed and laughed awkwardly, patting his face and saying to Cao Chong and Situ Zhangdao, "I'm convinced, I'm convinced. It's really... accurate, too accurate!" Upon hearing this, Cao Chong became interested, while Situ Zhang, who had been secretly wondering about it, furrowed his brows in confusion. However, he clearly remembered the night of the Lantern Festival when he and Xiao Nanchu talked about inheriting their ancestral business. At that time, Xiao Nanchu was not as calm as he was now... Instead, he seemed to know a lot about this kind of thing, which made Situ Zhang, who had known him for nearly twenty years, a little bewildered. "That's right, it's not a legitimate industry, just greet some acquaintances usually. Ah, it's not very accurate, not very accurate..." After that, no matter how Cao Chong and Zhao Tiansheng inquired, Xiao Nanzhu did not reveal much. He only mentioned some things he had learned from his seniors in the past few days, and fooled these two people with some exaggeration. However, it was enough to use these things in the current situation. After the four old men finished their meal and paid the bill, Xiao Nanzhu, who had teased them all night, symbolically left his phone number for the two of them. "If you need me in the future, you can contact me at any time. It's still okay to check the dates and change your luck. There are always unexpected things in life, and people must be careful about everything..."Xiao Nanzhu's words were not very auspicious, but they made Cao Chong and Zhao Tiansheng nod repeatedly. After all, after being brainwashed by Xiao, they now regarded him as a good friend. Since both of them had a bit too much to drink tonight, only Situ Zhang, who had barely touched any alcohol, had to drive his Xiaoli car* to send them home one by one. In this way, it seemed that Xiao Nanzhu was going to be left alone. Situ Zhang, who was used to being cautious, was a little worried. However, when he turned around and was about to ask Xiao Nanzhu if he had money to take a taxi, Xiao Nanzhu, who was standing not far away with two packed meal boxes, had already disappeared. "Hey, why didn't he say goodbye to me before leaving?" Cursing under his breath, Situ Zhang was a little angry. He was about to call Xiao Nanzhu and scold him, but as soon as he opened his phone, he saw that Xiao Nanzhu had sent him a text message a few seconds ago. "Hey, I'm going home first. You should also go back by car. It's not suitable for you to drive today. Listen to me and walk back on foot. Be good >3<" Situ Zhang: ".........." ..................................... "Just now you did pretty well. I brought some spicy skewers and hairy crabs for you. How about we have a drink together later after you finish work?" Carrying two lunch boxes and easily opening the door with the key, Xiao Nanzhu had been cooped up in the private room of the restaurant all night, and now he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although he seemed like a capable man just now, in fact, if it weren't for Twenty-five giving him a crash course on this topic at home in the morning, he might have embarrassed himself. Fortunately, he had made a good start and had formed some kind of relationship with these three people, which would be helpful for his future. Moreover, Twenty-five, who had been helping Xiao Nanzhu play the role of a fortune-teller all day today, also showed his true self. He looked introverted with a serious face, but as soon as he heard there was supper to eat, he quickly glanced at Xiao Nanzhu, and then shifted his gaze before saying, "Today it's all because of me. The crayfish...are they all mine?!" There was an inexplicable nervousness in his tone. Xiao Nanzhu couldn't help but laugh at Twenty-five's eagerness to eat, but he knew he couldn't treat him unfairly. After all, he was still a beginner in this fortune-telling work and had no work experience or theoretical knowledge. Fortunately, these people were not malicious, so he could handle things smoothly. Thinking this way, Xiao Nanzhu pushed the door open and walked in, slowly taking off his coat while turning his head to speak to Twenty-five, "Of course, they're all yours. Who else's could they be? You've helped me a lot, so I should reward you, right?" With a casual smile on his face, 25's mood brightened as soon as he heard Xiao Nanzhu's voice, and he began to run towards the kitchen with him. He had actually been hungry for a while, but because Xiao Nanzhu had instructed him not to show himself, he had to hide it and pretend he was still living in the 2D world by keeping snacks in his wallet. Unfortunately, even though he looked like a calendar, he couldn't change the fact that he was starving. It wasn't until he helped Xiao Nanzhu calculate the fortunes of those ordinary people that he was finally able to relieve his hunger. "Um...did you see what was on those people's bodies today?" As he sat on the sofa peeling peanuts and eating with relish, 25 asked about Xiao Nanzhu's situation. As a historical god who was not particularly high-ranking, he was actually quite satisfied with Xiao Nanzhu's performance today. After all, not every normal person could adapt to such an absurd work environment so quickly. He could tell that although Xiao Nanzhu was not very serious, he was still quite decent. With this in mind, 25, who was not usually eager to please others, cleared his throat and spoke up. At the same time, Xiao Nanzhu, who had been preparing a midnight snack for him, heard his question and poked his head out of the kitchen to look at him. Seeing this, 25 spoke up at the right time. "I don't know if 24 has told you, but there is fortune and misfortune that lingers in the world. If one's own behavior is not in check, it is easy to be entangled by some dirty things. The reason why the historical gods exist is to protect the day from being safely passed. But evil thoughts surge and initially it is only attracted by people's evil thoughts, gradually one's own mind will also be affected. Our first responsibility as historical gods is to dispel evil and ominous things. So if you encounter something that is no longer human in the future, you must..." "Kill." Author's note: Made it in time!!!! Thank you Maple Ye for the minefield! TLNs: [1] - "Xiaoli" they haven't clearly described what kind or brand the car is, so I left it unchanged. [2] - The referring 24, 25 seem to be deities of the Almanac Calendar. P.S. This chapter hasn't yet been proofread, if you're willing to, apply now on discord server!