There's no need to give a red envelope afterward because Jiang Chen didn't reach any agreement with the One-Eyebrow Monk.
That fortune, Fang Qing got it purely on her own merit.
Absolutely true.
After all, when they left, no one chased after them asking for a tip.
"Do you think it's possible that all the fortunes in his bamboo tube are the best kind?"
On the way down the mountain, Jiang Chen couldn't help but murmur.
He is a person without faith, previously accompanying Shi Qianxi was under the influence of money power, but today's happenings were indeed too mysterious.
According to the monk's explanation.
It perfectly matched their experiences.
"The probability is low."
Fang Qing was calm, "If they were all the best fortunes, that monk couldn't comfortably make money for ten years, he would have been exposed by people seeking fame through traffic long ago."
Jiang Chen nodded.
Qing Gege is really perceptive.
"With your luck... buy a lottery ticket later."
