"Your sister's sachet of Forget-Wuyou?" the young man raised his head, showed a handsome face, and asked in confusion.

Zhen Yuwei snorted proudly and then looked at the young man like a charity, but was slightly stunned.

Unexpectedly, this man who sells fake goods is quite handsome, and has a mustache, looking weird and sexy.

The most charming thing should be the pair of peach eyes that are hooked inside and out, as if they are electric and very attractive.

However, Zhen Yuwei, who had seen many handsome guys, quickly returned to her arrogant look. She was very disdainful and said proudly: "My sister is the owner of Wangyou sachet, and she is the real Wangyou!"

"Dare you ask what your sister's name?"

The young man had a good temper and asked, but in fact, his inner MMP turned out that she was pretended to be.

She wanted to see who was not afraid of death and dared to pretend to be her!

Zhen Yuwei raised her chin and said proudly, "My sister's name is Zhen Muqing."

The young man frowned, Zhen Muqing?

Zhen Muqing, the eldest daughter of the Lan family, is the eldest daughter of the Zhen family?

Haha, it's a bit interesting.

"Go back and tell your sister, don't take care of porcelain work without diamonds. The sachet of Wangyou is not something that ordinary people can make." The young man kindly reminded.

"Puff, are you talking about yourself? Are you a liar? I advise you to close the stall and go home quickly. If my sister sues you for infringement, you will be in trouble."

Zhen Yuwei deliberately scared her. After all, there are too many vendors who have faked Wangyou sachets in recent years, and even if they want to sue, they can't sue them.

However, everyone knows that the Wangyou sachets that appear on the market are undoubtedly fakes, because the Wangyou sachets will only be sold at auctions, and the higher the price will be obtained.

I even heard that the spices in Wangyou sachet are extremely complicated to make. They are made of more than 20 Chinese herbal medicines. Each herbal medicine is very rare. Only five or six pieces can be made a year, so the price is so expensive.

At this time, there were more than ten pieces of money in front of the young man, and it was a fake without thinking.

"How do you sell this sachet?" A middle-aged woman came over and dressed up very simply, but her temperament was either rich or noble.

"Five hundred." The young man looked at the woman a few times and quoted a price.

“Is it really useful?”

The woman hesitated to pick up a sachet, looking at her graceful face with a lot of worries, probably because she had encountered some trouble.

The young man was about to nod, but when he heard Luo Yaqi say, "Don't buy these, these are all fakes. The real Wangyou sachets are to be bought at auction."

But the woman said, "Thank you for reminding me, of course I know this is a fake Wangyou sachet, but my child... But this sachet smells quite fragrant, so I might as well buy one to try."

As he said that, the woman took out 500 yuan from her bag and handed it to the young man, with a gentle voice: "If this sachet is useful, I will thank you again."

"Who are you? You said it's a fake product and you still buy it. If it works, I will cut my head down as a stool for you to sit on!"

Luo Yaqi's face looked ugly, and she felt that her kindness had become a donkey, and she couldn't help but scream sarcastically.

The woman just glanced at her, her lips stuttered a few times. She wanted to explain a few words, but when she thought it was unnecessary, she said nothing, carefully put the sachet in her bag, and then turned around and left.

"Let's go. If someone wants to buy it, let them buy it. Anyway, whoever is the fool will buy it."

Zhen Yuwei looked at the young man with a proud expression, and then pulled Luo Yaqi away arrogantly.
Chapter completed!