Fortune Teller Master-Chapter 119.1: Jagger Part 1

Jiang Nanzhou didn’t notice anything wrong, and he enthusiastically introduced Lin Qingyin: “Little Master, this is my roommate, his name is Jagger. He is American, and he is very interested in the traditional culture of our country, especially Fortune Telling. He heard that you helped my grandfather find his relatives who had been separated for 60 years through fortune-telling, and he admired you very much.”

When Jagger heard Jiang Nanzhou introduce himself, his two big watery blue eyes stared at Lin Qingyin without blinking, looking very much looking forward to it.

Lin Qingyin glanced at his face and suddenly felt even more depressed. The gap between the American’s face and the Chinese’s was too big. If she applied the Chinese method of face reading to an American, she can only look at the surface, she can’t make an accurate calculation. Lin Qingyin, as the head of the divine sect, doesn’t allow herself to make even the slightest mistake. She would rather not say anything about it than make a rough guess.

She can’t read the face but also do fortune-telling. Chinese fortune-telling was based on the time of birth to count the characters. There was a time difference of several hours between the American and the Chinese. She was not sure whether converting time was enough. She has no experience in this area before.

Seeing Lin Qingyin’s depressed expression, Jagger suddenly panicked, and he didn’t know what to do: “Master, do I have a bloody disaster? Am I going to die?”

This guy, she doesn’t know what he watch before, and his brain was a little big.

“You’re not going to die, I’m going to die!” Hearing Jagger’s strange emphasis on Chinese, Lin Qingyin pulled Jiang Nanzhou’s collar in desperation: “What do you want me to do with such a poor Chinese bellflower? You translate!”

Although Jiang Nanzhou felt that Master Lin sometimes looked quite skinny because of her age, he didn’t expect her to be so strong. She grabbed his collar like an eagle catching a chicken. He struggled but he couldn’t move.

Jiang Nanzhou looked at Lin Qingyin very innocently: “Little Master, I heard that you are the number one student in the college entrance examination, and you even got full marks in English. There must be no problem in communicating.” As he spoke, Jiang Nanzhou suddenly realized: “Little Master, you haven’t communicated directly with the Americans before, so you’re a little worried, right? Don’t worry, if you can’t understand a sentence, I can help you translate it!”

Lin Qingyin: “… …”

I’ll throw you two out together believe it or not!

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Even if Jagger was willing to spend money to do fortune-telling, Lin Qingyin will never accept this business, but Jiang Nanzhou uses the ten divination she gave to the Jiang family to ask for fortune-telling. So she has to accept it even if she doesn’t want to.

“The appearance of this bellflower is different from that of the Chinese. I can’t make a guess or tell fortune.” Lin Qingyin gave Jagger a bitter look: “But I can guess by words.” After a pause, Lin Qingyin added: “Only Chinese characters are tested, English is acceptable!”

After Lin Qingyin finished speaking, Jagger stared at her blankly. She knew he didn’t understand it just by looking at it. Lin Qingyin gave Jiang Nanzhou a weak look, and squeezed out two words through gritted teeth: “You, translate!”

Jiang Nanzhou realized that Lin Qingyin’s face was wrong, and quickly translated what she said to Jagger. Although Jagger felt a little regretful that he couldn’t tell fortunes, his fortunetelling wasn’t the main thing this time.

Although Jagger took a language class before he came to China, his level was limited to daily communication. If he narrated complicated things, he would be stuck. He simply explained the things he wanted to calculate in English.

“My great-grandfather was a well-known soldier when he was young. He was awarded the Commander’s Medal and the Victoria Cross. He served in the army when he was young, and when he was old, he left the army and lived in the countryside. My grandfather, who works an hour’s drive away, can only take our family to visit him on weekends, to have dinner with him. But sometimes my great-grandfather drives into town for family gatherings.”