Once the Mo family had drawn their fortune stick, they naturally had to find someone to interpret it.
The Shuntian Lady Temple was one of Mingzhou City's better-frequented temples, so there was certainly no shortage of fortune interpreters outside.
Although Madam Mo had not yet reached the stage where moving about was difficult, she had already begun carrying herself like a heavily pregnant woman.
Thus, when the elderly temple keeper hurried outside, the Mo family had only just stepped out of the temple.
Several fortune interpreters had set up stalls outside, each advertising his miraculous powers of prediction and his ability to interpret fortune sticks and tell fortunes.
The Mo family was a wealthy household, and every fortune interpreter watched them as they emerged.
However, there were tacit rules among these men. They could hardly call out to solicit business like tavern waiters, and generally spoke only when a customer approached them.
Seeing this, the temple keeper followed them straight out.
"Master Mo, Madam Mo!"
Hearing the temple keeper's voice, the Mo family turned around. As they watched her hurry toward them, they wondered whether they had left something behind.
"Master Mo, Madam Mo!"
The temple keeper was still smiling when she reached the couple. She gestured with her lips toward a tree in a corner outside the temple.
"There, that man over there is rather skilled at interpreting fortunes. You could ask him to take a look!"
Master Mo glanced toward the tree.
"Over there? He doesn't seem to have any customers."
Indeed, the other stalls either had people talking to the interpreters or sitting nearby. That corner was rather out of the way, and hardly anyone went there.
"A lack of customers might mean he's disliked, not that he lacks ability. Ahaha, if you don't believe me, then