The fortune teller immediately handed the burlap sack to the destined person, with a kind smile on his face said, “Isn’t it okay if I just give it back to you? I’m sorry.”

The destined person saw that that the burlap sack was filled with many round jujubes. His expression softened slightly, but he was still very angry.

“You’re the one who came knocking on my door at night instead of sleeping; you’re also the one who lied to me during the day instead of sleeping. How come you have so much free time?”

Knowing he was in the wrong, the fortune teller looked away and stared at the hanged ghost up in the tree above his head.

The destined person had abundant yang energy and a fierce appearance, which made even ghosts afraid. The hanged ghost was cowering and dared not approach him.

The fortune teller muttered, “Anyway, it wasn’t me knocking on the door last night; the ghost did it.”

The destined person was stunned for a moment. Forgetting about being afraid of the ghost, he became even angrier, “Stop making excuses, you were the one who told him to do it!”

The fortune teller was a little embarrassed, “What you said isn’t wrong.”

The destined person were utterly speechless. “What exactly are you trying to achieve by going through all this trouble and putting on such a show?”

He held the burlap sack high, his face showing disdain, “Just for these few jujubes?”

The fortune teller looked away guiltily and hummed in agreement, “Your family’s jujubes are among the best in the area, crisp and sweet but not cloying, leaving a lingering and unforgettable taste. But your grandfather never sells them.”

Was it really that delicious?

The destined person was always studying at school at this time of year and couldn’t eat the freshest jujubes, so he didn’t really feel the connection.

He subconsciously pulled a jujube out of the burlap sack, wiped off the dust, and popped it into his mouth.

‘Crunch’.

One bite, and one experienced a delightful interplay of sweetness and crispness. The sweetness seemed to seep into one’s very soul before melting into a crumb – it was an absolutely divine taste.

‘Crunch, Crunch, Crunch’.

When the destined person came to his senses, all that was left in his hand was a small fruit pit.

Even the most discerning palate cannot resist this refreshing aroma.

It was like cracking open flavorful sunflower seeds; once you started, you couldn’t stop.

He couldn’t resist picking up another jujube, wanting to eat more, but seeing the fortune teller staring at him, he could only suppress his desire and coughed lightly twice. “…Indeed, it’s not bad.”

He finally understood why his grandfather hadn’t been selling dates in recent years.

With so many people in their family, they managed to eat all the delicious jujubes just by themselves.

The thought of the delicious jujubes being stolen fueled his indignation, making him even angrier than before. “These things are delicious, but that’s no excuse for you to steal them. Come with me to the police station!”

The fortune teller sighed, “…Alright then.”

The destined person picked up his phone again and suddenly understood why An Rugu had let him leave and then come back.

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that the fortune teller would actually collude with a ghost and steal his jujubes!

“Thank you, streamer.” He then sent a few more gifts.

An Rugu nodded, “It’s alright.”

Viewers in the live stream were completely bewildered after watching the entire event.

[I’ve received professional training and generally don’t laugh unless I can’t help it.]

[Good heavens, am I the only one curious about just how delicious these jujubes are?! Humans and ghosts are willing to spend time acting just to steal these jujube.]

[You’re not alone. Those jujube are big and round, yellowish-red, and look so sweet. (wiping drool)]

[The destined person should sell them quickly. I need the link to these jujube in three minutes!]

[Destined person, please give me your contact information. Don’t force me to kneel down and beg you.]

The destined person saw these comments and instinctively clutched the burlap sack, his face full of resistance. “No, no, there are only a few trees in the orchard now, not enough for my family, I won’t sell.”

“If the host wants some, I can send her some.”

“No need, thank you,” An Rugu said. “You can keep it for yourself.”

………

After hanging up the phone, An Ruguo contacted the second person she was destined to meet, <Many Lemons>.

After communicating, she made the call. The other person was watching the livestream on their computer and readily connected online; a family of four appeared on the screen.

A boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old sat in a chair, while his father, mother, and sister sat on the bed behind him.

The boy looked worried and nervously fiddled with the keyboard, while the other three didn’t look much better, all appearing preoccupied.

The older sister leaned close to the camera and said into the microphone, “Hello, host, our family would like to have our fortune told.”

An Rugu raised an eyebrow, finding it rather strange; it was the first time she had ever seen an entire family come to have their fortunes told.

“Then you pay the divination fee, and a high-powered gun salute.”

“Okay.”

After receiving the gift, An Rugu asked directly, “I see you have something on your mind, and you want to ask me to make a divination about it. Why don’t you just say it?”

Sure enough, the older sister nodded, looked at her younger brother beside her, and bit her lip. “We want to know who cheated us out of our money, and whether we can still get it back.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the viewers in the live stream became extremely excited.

[Wow, the streamer’s new business is here!]

[Family ethics issues, metaphysical questions, even fraud… none of these are off-limits.]

[Every time the streamer calls in the police, I feel like they should be staking out the livestream room. They might as well just actually send officers out themselves.]

An Rugu asked, “How much money exactly was scammed? How did it happen?”

The older sister looked at her younger brother and said with a disappointed expression, “Why don’t you talk to the host?”

The younger brother could only sigh and say, “I like playing games. A while ago, someone added me and asked me to click on a link, saying they could give me free skins.

“Those skins would normally cost several hundred yuan, so I couldn’t help but be tempted. I clicked the link, entered my account and password to claim the skins.

“As a result, my account, which was worth about a hundred yuan, was hacked.

“The customer service representative told me that the skins were obtained through special channels at low prices, which caused my account to be locked. I would need to pay 1,000 yuan to unfreeze it. As compensation, they would give me a full collection of skins worth tens of thousands of yuan for free.

“In other words, you can exchange a thousand dollars for tens of thousands of dollars. That’s such a good deal!

“Then I transferred all my New Year’s money there, and even borrowed some money from my sister to make up the difference.”

At this point, he expressed some regret, “I did have my doubts, but the temptation of tens of thousands of yuan was just too great, and there were many people posting pictures on their social media profile, saying they were grateful to customer service for the free skin, so it didn’t seem fake. 

“Before I knew it, I was scammed.”

I Livestream Divination to the World translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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T/N: Yes, they really did just didn’t talk about the hanged ghost anymore 😳

I was initially shocked that there was an actual ghost and not just something the ‘fortune teller’ made up with an accomplice. But the ghost turned out real and they… just never talked about it. Even the audience was silent 😅

If you want to read more about this author describing delicious food, I’m translating their other work, Mythical Beast Cafeteria. Come see ancient mythical beasts run a cafeteria and conquer modern people’s palate one dish at a time.

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