Yang Fei shook his head. He didn't understand antiques, so he couldn't understand the beauty of this turtle shell.

The stall owner bragged so much that he was playing the piano to the cow.

"Boss, look at the patina on the turtle shell! How can the fresh things be so shiny? This is an antique from the ages! I'll sell you for 800 yuan, and I respect you as a consignee!"

"I'll buy something to play with. Are there any antiques here?"

"This is the only one. You sincerely want it, and you will give it to you."

"No." Yang Fei put it down without any nostalgia.

"Don't leave, boss, the price is easy to negotiate!"

The stall owner was anxious when he saw that he really had no intention of turning back.

He has taken back this turtle shell for more than a year. He has placed it here to eat dust every day. There are very few people who take a look at it, let alone buy it for a price!

Who is so idle that he buys a turtle shell to put it in at home to play?

Today I finally caught a customer and was still a young man. I must seize the opportunity to sell this turtle shell.

The stall owner picked up the turtle shell in one hand, rushed to Yang Fei in a few steps, and laughed and said, "Boss, if you like it, give it a real price. Otherwise, I will get 500 yuan and sell it to you 600 yuan, so I will make a travel expense."

Yang Fei shook his head, offered a price, and said, "Two hundred yuan, no more!"

After saying that, he turned around and left without any ambiguity.

The stall owner felt pain and sad as if he cut off his arm: "Okay, 200, 200, 200, make friends! You are really a big loser! If it weren't for your liking, I wouldn't be willing to sell it. Or, you add fifty? I don't mind being 25, I think 25 is the most auspicious of all the numbers."

Yang Fei ignored him and took out two hundred yuan, took over the turtle shell, turned around and left the antique street.

Not long after returning to the dormitory, Su Tong also came back.

"Boss, I heard what you said and gave gifts to the relevant supervisors. They agreed to handle the work as soon as possible." Su Tong reported on the work with a smile.

"You can't listen to them. You have to follow up on this matter these days. Just be able to approve it within half a month." Yang Fei sat at the desk, playing with the tortoise shell and copper coins.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

"The turtle shell, there are three copper coins."

"Puchi!" Su Tong couldn't help laughing and said with a smile, "Where did you get these things?"

"The antique market invited me, it's a few hundred."

"Ah? I even spent money! I just bought a turtle shell to play with?

"Don't underestimate this thing, this is the wisdom left to us by the ancestors."

"Wisdom? I read less, I really can't understand it."

"Come on." Yang Fei put three copper coins between the turtle shell and the turtle shell and solemnly handed them to Su Tong.

Su Tong thought it was fun, so she took it over and asked with a smile: "What should I do next?"

"You shake it, thinking in your heart the thing you want to divine the most. Then, pour the copper coins out of the hole."

"Divine?"

"Just like drawing lots in the temple, you most want to know the outcome of something in the future."

"Oh, I understand." Su Tong blinked, thought for a while, then closed her eyes, shook the turtle shell, and when it was almost done, she poured out the copper coins.

Three copper coins were poured on the table, making a crisp sound.

Yang Fei took a look and nodded: "Continue. Do it five more times."

Su Tong didn't know what he sold in the gourd, but he did it anyway.

During this period, Yang Fei has become a special existence in her mind.

She always unconsciously executes what he says, not asking whether it is right or wrong.

The things he made were fulfilled one by one and were invincible, which further strengthened his position in her heart.

She shook five more times.

After throwing the sixth copper coins, she asked, "Is that OK? Is there anything to say?"

"This is the money hexagram in Zhouyi divination. It is a simplified hexagram of yarrow and yarrow, which is simpler than the Yizi of Plum Blossoms." Yang Fei said while dipping his fingers into water and drawing six lines on the table.

Some of these lines are a straight line, while others are broken.

"Do you understand the Book of Changes?" Su Tong asked in surprise.

"I've learned it for a while."

"Wow! That's a heavenly book! Can you understand?"

The Book of Changes is indeed a heavenly book, Fuxi’s Eight Trigrams, and even a heavenly book without words.

However, what Su Tong didn't know was that in the next year, there would be a program on the TV station called Baijia Forum. Awesome people in various industries were invited to the forum to teach their lessons to the general public.

Yang Fei occasionally saw lectures about the Book of Changes, and was attracted by the in-depth and easy-to-understand explanations of the tutor. From then on, he couldn't help but fall in love with the ancient Yixue.

The Book of Changes is the ancestor of all scriptures and the beginning of all scriptures.

All the philosophers and schools of thought were born from the Book of Changes.

The study of the Book of Changes mainly focuses on the three aspects of image, theory and art. Divination is just the least important category.

However, all things in the world have always been ruthless.

The spring and snow are not happy with the world.

What ordinary people love is divination.

Therefore, the divination technique was promoted by countless fortune tellers.

Yang Fei is a reborn person, and he can predict many things that have not happened yet.

Occasionally counting one or two pieces can be said to be lucky.

If you count ten or eight pieces, you can also be understood as magical.

If you hit every opportunity and predict things like a god, what do others think of you?

You can hide irrelevant people.

Where are the people around you?

Where is the person next to the pillow?

You can't hide everything or explain everything.

Therefore, Yang Fei thought of using the principles of Yishu Gua to cover up the fact that he "can do calculations".

Everyone in the world believes in the horoscope, so let’s go with the preferences.

To put it bluntly, it's just a cover.

"Yang Daxia, what do you mean by my hexagram?" Su Tong saw that he was serious and confident, and asked expectantly, "Can you know what I am thinking?"

"Don't say it, I'll explain the hexagram." Yang Fei smiled slightly, "This hexagram is called the sister."

"Gui Mei? This name is so weird."

"Guimei Gua, Dui is the lower, Zhen is the upper."

"What's the dike? What's the shock?"

"These are all the names of Bagua. The Bagua changes thousands of times and form sixty-four hexagrams."

"Oh, I don't understand, please explain the divination to me."

"Dui is Yin Ze, Yin, and the nature is happy. Zhen is thunder, and the nature moves. Thunder shakes upwards, and Ze moves with it, which is the image of a woman following a man, which is called Guimei. Gui refers to a woman getting married, and a girl refers to a girl. Therefore, Guimei symbolizes a girl getting married."

When Su Tong heard this, she was stunned and then lowered her head shyly.

Yang Fei coughed lightly: "Am I right? What you are asking is a big marriage event."

Su Tong responded like a mosquito, and couldn't help asking again: "Is this hexagram bad or good?"

Yang Fei said in a mysterious way: "The two paths of yin and yang are the opposite and the inside. The signs of good and bad luck are also the signs of me in you and I have you in me."

"You can't explain it clearly? I just want to know the result."
Chapter completed!