Esoteric Buddhism: To live as king in America

After Mian finished speaking, he successfully confused the little girl so much that she couldn't say a word against it.

Mian then summoned Sherry and had her sign the contract—this was naturally to conceal Mian's true identity—and that was the end of the matter.

Mian stood outside the tent with his hands on his hips, observing the crowd around him and fantasizing about how much he could make from this business.

Just then, Ain, who had been keeping quiet all along, peeked out from the side like a curious kitten.

"My lord, are you flirting with a girl?"

The smile froze on her face, and Mian suddenly squatted down, placing her hands on Ain's body.

"Ain, do you know what this word means?"

"Mian asked. And Ain answered honestly, pointing to her finger."

"A ritual for seeking sexual intercourse with the opposite sex."

Mian's face darkened even more.

"Silver Knight Ain, who taught you the meaning of that term?"

"Uncle Shirley, the master craftsman."

"Well, what a load of nonsense he's teaching kids all day long, and he even dares to slander me. I'm going to teach him a lesson right now."

Mian stood up and said with a forced smile. The moment Ein uttered those words, Mian felt as if his soul had left his body; he seemed to see his no-longer-existing teacher's certificate shining brightly as it flew towards heaven.

"So, Lord, aren't you flirting with a girl?"

"no."

Mian shook his head vigorously, as if afraid he would be arrested on the spot if he was too slow.

"Your lord is a man of morals and would never touch a minor... You should also be careful about that. If any strange uncles or aunts come to touch you, wanting to get to know you properly... refuse them, and if necessary, just give them a good spanking. I allow you to use force in such situations."

"oh."

Ain nodded obediently, but then added:

"But the fortune teller seems to be 21 years old, and I heard she's in college."

"How did you know?"

"I just asked her."

Upon hearing this, Mian grabbed Ain's shoulder again.

"You didn't tell her anything you shouldn't have, did you?"

Ayn shook her head.

"No, the lord said not to speak carelessly, so the Silver Knight won't speak carelessly."

That's good……

Mian sighed inwardly, then patted Ain's head and praised her. Praising children frequently was one of Mian's lessons learned as a teacher.

But she's already twenty-one...

Mian turned her gaze back to the fortune teller's tent.

Perhaps because of her youthful height and face, and her introverted personality that easily evoked a protective instinct, Mian had always thought she was a girl around the same age as Ein, although she was certainly more mature than Ein, she was still a child who needed to be taken care of.

He felt quite embarrassed about this for a while, and in order to raise the money as soon as possible, he only left the other party with 30% of the profits.

But now it seems that we can reduce the share we give to the other party a little more—that's how the adult world is, dark and ruthless, and that's the price we have to pay to become adults!

But no matter what Mian thought, it was useless now. Shirley had already crawled into the tent with the printed contract, and now it was time to sign both copies.

Just as Mian was lamenting the money he had lost, Sherry emerged from the tent with Leo, his face filled with utter astonishment.

"Damn, bro, that chick..."

Seeing the murderous look Mian gave him, Shirley immediately swallowed her words and instead said:

"Brother, you're a genius! You came up with this way to exploit a loophole. If someone checks, it's a free gift; if no one checks, we can even sell things legitimately. 50 Eagle Dollars per minute, 500 Eagle Dollars in 10 minutes, 3000 in an hour. More than enough in three days!"

Shirley showered Mian with compliments, making her feel quite flattered. She quickly wiped her nose and said:

"It's only because selling things here is tax-free and the checks aren't strict that I can do this. Otherwise, if I really went against the IRS, I wouldn't have much confidence. Besides..."

Mian's eyes sharpened.

"We haven't had enough time to conduct market research. Whether we can sell at a certain price depends on how things develop this afternoon."

Mian rubbed his hands together and lowered his voice to say to Sherry and Leo:

"Proceed according to plan."

He quickly had Shirley find a large, discarded wooden board to use as a makeshift whiteboard, and wrote several eye-catching lines on it with a thick marker:

【The Goddess of Fortune's Favor Package】

In-depth soul divination: Unravel the secrets of career, relationships, and wealth (50 Eagle Dollars/minute)

Spend over 500 and receive a unique gift: a "Guardian Sword" that resonates with your destiny! (Exquisitely handcrafted and of considerable value)

After finishing writing, he forcefully stuck the whiteboard in the most conspicuous spot at the tent entrance. The exorbitant price and the gimmick of the "Guardian Sword" did indeed attract more attention from passersby, but while many stopped to look, not a single person actually went up to inquire. People looked at the price with mostly doubts and hesitation, thinking, "This is way too expensive."

"Your turn, Leo."

Mian nodded to the somewhat nervous mixed-race youth.

Leo took a deep breath, tried to keep a straight face, pretended to be excited, and strode into Lisa's divination tent with his head held high.

Mian stayed outside, pretending to be a bystander, arms crossed, calculating the time.

About ten minutes later—a length that Mian had estimated would be enough for an "in-depth analysis" without making outsiders lose patience—the tent flap was suddenly flung open.

Leo burst out, his face flushed from the exertion of the performance, but this only added to his genuine excitement.

He brandished his exquisite Starry Night Short Sword, his voice booming loudly enough for anyone strolling within a dozen meters to hear clearly.

"This sword is absolutely gorgeous. To think that a mere divination would actually reward me with such a magnificent piece of art!"

He turned into the tent, then suddenly turned to Mian, as if he had discovered a new continent and was eager to share it.

"Brother! You won't believe it! After the divination results came out, the fortune teller took out this sword, and I fell in love with it at first sight. Yes, without a doubt, it's the perfect sword for me. It's my destiny, it's everything!"

Mian immediately went to greet her, raising her voice just as loudly, as if they were discussing a sensational event:

"Really? I'm not interested in divination, but your sword looks pretty good."

"Yes, it's not sharpened yet, but once it is, it will definitely be a divine weapon. In fact, the price alone is well worth it."

Right at the tent entrance, the two of them, oblivious to everyone else, launched into a lively discussion, enthusiastically describing the magic of divination, the exquisite craftsmanship and unique symbolism of the "Guardian Sword," and the incredible value of the "mere fifty dollars a minute" experience.

Leo's slightly exaggerated body language and Mian's deliberately created atmosphere of "witnessing a miracle," coupled with the star-shaped short sword that was indeed quite intimidating in the sunlight, created a powerful magnetic field that attracted attention.

Gradually, some passersby who had initially just been watching the spectacle stopped, especially several well-dressed young couples or small groups of friends who looked like they were strolling around from a nearby university. They whispered among themselves, their eyes darting back and forth between the eye-catching white signboard, the excitedly brandishing sword of "Tor" Leo, and the mysterious indigo tent. Doubt gradually gave way to curiosity, and the exorbitant price seemed to be given a certain justification by the "unique gift of fate."

Finally, after much coaxing from her best friend, a somewhat shy girl entered the tent.

"Um, just wondering, is it true that you'll receive a free craft item of that caliber after a fortune telling?"

Mian and Lisa in the tent both perked up almost simultaneously.

The first customer took the bait.