Wan Jie Hospice Care Company

Chapter 82 The Fortune Teller (Thanks to Piao Piao Chu Xia for being the Alliance Leader!!!)

Dressed in Han Dynasty attire, Xiang Yu finally strolled out of the shop.

The linen robe was somewhat rough, but it at least concealed his modern attire. Passersby on the street would still frown when they saw his short hair, but they no longer pointed and whispered as before; some even avoided him.

In this era, cutting one's hair was almost a form of punishment, and to outsiders, he looked like a convict just released from prison.

At least they're not savages anymore.

The long street is like a scroll, and the grandeur of the Han dynasty unfolds between the flying eaves and brackets.

Xiang Yu's gaze swept over the rammed earth and brick-and-wood buildings scattered on both sides, trying to catch some clues from these ancient outlines.

This is clearly the heart of the imperial city, a place where people from all walks of life, though distinct, also blend together in a fascinating way.

His gaze fell on the vermilion pavilion at the end of the street, where men in fine clothes were going in and out, and two heavily made-up women stood at the door, flirting with passersby.

The legendary blue building, Xiangyu thought to himself.

There's a small problem now. Although I didn't experience the millennium era firsthand, modern times still bear some traces of that time, and my parents often talk about stories from that era.

Therefore, Xiang Yu could still recognize most things in that world.

But the Great Han—with its own historical knowledge, probably doesn't even recognize many of the world's famous figures.

What if you encounter a key person but are completely clueless? Wouldn't that be terrible?

However, Xiang Yu was prepared.

He touched the cold, hard object beneath his armor through his clothes. It was a miniature laptop, its specifications compressed to the limit for ultimate portability.

A few years ago, no one would have thought that bringing a computer through time would be of any use, since such a thing couldn't even find Wi-Fi in ancient times.

But, sir, times have changed.

He deployed a local AI, which wasn't very advanced, and could even be described as rather rudimentary, but it could still perform some simple knowledge-based question-and-answer tasks.

Of course, the reason for using this basic version of AI is that the configuration of small laptops is not very high.

Once he comes into this world, he will no longer be troubled by basic knowledge.

After all, times are changing, aren't they? Time travelers need to keep up with the times too!

Of course, he also brought a few temporary batteries to power the computer—as long as they were energy-efficient.

But these things are really heavy to carry around—I really don't know when the system will finally give me a proper storage space.

Just as I was thinking this, my sleeve was suddenly tugged.

Xiang Yu turned around and saw a handsome young man standing behind him.

The young man was in his early twenties, with unnaturally pale skin and delicate features, yet he wore a coarse linen garment covered in patches. He stretched out two fingers and twirled them on Xiang Yu's sleeve, then looked Xiang Yu up and down and smiled, "Gentleman, you must have something troubling you lately."

"————" Xiang Yu took a step back and glanced at the other person. The young man was thin and had very fair skin. However, his clothes were very simple, with patched coarse linen clothes, which contrasted with his handsome face.

Poor people in ancient times worked under the sun all day to make a living, so their skin should have been rough and dark. How could they have grown so fair?

Moreover, her delicate features paired with those shabby clothes looked awkward no matter how you looked at it.

This is strange indeed; I have no idea who this person is.

"What, may I ask who you are?" Xiang Yu replied.

The young man immediately cupped his hands in greeting: "My surname is Xu, and my given name is Yunhan. I am a fortune teller from the Xiangmen School. I have come to the capital for a tour at the request of my master. However, I noticed that your complexion seems unusual, so I came to inquire about it."

Am I really too outstanding?

Xiang Yu couldn't help but shake his head. He had a handsome face and fair skin, and in ancient times he would indeed be considered a handsome man.

But why would a guy like you let someone else have a ride with you?

Xiang Yu slowly said, "So you came to stop me just to befriend me?"

"Hahaha, making friends is naturally the most important thing!" Xu Yunhan laughed three times. "But secondly, I see that your face is clouded with worry, and I'm afraid that you not only have something to worry about recently, but also a bloody disaster. That's why I've come to tell you."

It turns out he was a fortune teller swindler.

Xiang Yu understood immediately. He'd seen this tactic countless times in modern times—it was always the same: scare you first, then take advantage of your panic to demand money. But then he thought, this might be an opportunity. Gold and silver were just tools to him; if he could use these material possessions to extract some information from the other party, it wouldn't be a loss.

Therefore, we might as well play along, let the other party deceive us, and then extract some information about this world from them.

Xiang Yu was immediately shocked and couldn't believe it: "It's so accurate! Please, sir, save me!"

Xu Yunhan was stunned. He had thought that the other party would probably have to keep fooling him for a while before he would fall for it.

So they took the bait?

Xu Yunhan was clearly taken aback by Xiang Yu's unexpected turn of events, and began to stammer, "Ah, hahaha—then meeting is fate, and a little money is all it takes to avert disaster—"

"Just spending money isn't enough! Please!" With that, Xiang Yu pointed to the restaurant on the street corner, "This meal is on me, let's eat and chat."

"This... isn't quite right. *gulp*" Xu Yunhan originally intended to take the money and leave, but following the direction Xiang Yu pointed, he saw a grand restaurant with carved beams and painted rafters. The vermilion pillars gleamed in the sunlight, and the people coming and going were all wealthy families dressed in silk and satin.

His throat bobbed, and his stomach growled involuntarily.

Xu Yunhan then cupped his hands and said, "Since you are so magnanimous, then I will respectfully accept your offer."

"please."

Xiang Yu strode quickly, leading Xu Yunhan to the restaurant on the street corner.

The restaurant occupied a large area, with two thick, vermilion-lacquered wooden pillars standing in front of the entrance. The eaves were carved with intricate patterns, and a plaque with the three large characters "Chang Le Ju" hung above the entrance. The diners who came and went were dressed in fine clothes and were often accompanied by servants. It was considered a top-tier consumption venue in that era.

But Xiang Yu, accustomed to modern hotels, wasn't intimidated by such extravagance. He calmly walked inside, while Xu Yunhan began to panic, tugging at his sleeve: "Isn't it a bit wasteful for a gentleman to dine here?"

"Don't worry, we're fortunate to have you help us avert disaster today, there's no reason for us to be stingy."

Seeing that the other party was intimidated, Xiang Yu intensified his efforts, bowing to the waiter at the door and saying, "Someone, prepare a large table for me!"

The waiter sized him up, his gaze lingering on his short hair for a moment before noticing the bulging money pouch at his waist. He immediately put on a smile and said, "Alright! Please come in, sir!"

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