"Your sister's sachet?" The young man raised his head, revealing a handsome face, and asked with some confusion.

Zhen Yuwei snorted arrogantly, and then glanced at the young man charity, but was slightly stunned.

Unexpectedly, this man who sells fakes is quite handsome, and he also has a mustache, which looks weird and sexy.

To say that the most charming should be the pair of peach blossom eyes with an inner hook and an outer curl, as if with electricity, very seductive.

However, Zhen Yuwei, who has seen a lot of handsome guys, quickly returned to her domineering appearance, was very disdainful, and said quite angrily: "My sister is the owner of the worry sachet, and she is the real worry forget!" ”

"Dare to ask what your sister's name is?"

The young man asked with a good temper, in fact, the inner MMP, it turned out that she was impersonated.

She wanted to see which one of those who were not afraid of death dared to impersonate her!

Zhen Yuwei raised her chin and said with great pride: "My sister, her name is Zhen Muqing." ”

The young man frowned, Zhen Muqing?

The Lan family's nemesis, Zhen Muqing, the eldest lady of the Zhen family?

Oh, that's kind of interesting.

"Go back and tell your sister a word, if you don't have diamonds, don't do porcelain work, forget your worries and sachets are not something that ordinary people can make." The young man kindly reminded.

"Poof, you're talking about yourself, right? Are you embarrassed to be a liar? I advise you to hurry up and go home, if my sister sues you for infringement, you won't be able to eat and leave. ”

Zhen Yuwei deliberately scared her, after all, there have been too many vendors who counterfeit forget-you-forget sachets in recent years, and even if she wanted to, she couldn't sue her.

However, everyone knows that the Forget Worry sachets on the market are undoubtedly fakes, because the Forget Worry sachets will only be sold at auction auctions, and the highest price will be won.

I even heard that the spices in the sachet are extremely complicated, made from more than 20 kinds of Chinese herbs, each of which is very rare, and only five or six pieces can be made a year, so the price is so expensive.

At this time, there were more than a dozen piles in front of this young man, and he knew that they were fakes without even thinking about it.

"How do you sell this sachet?" A middle-aged woman walked over, dressed very plainly, but her temperament was either rich or expensive.

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

"Does it really work?"

The woman hesitantly picked up a sachet, and looked preoccupied with her graceful face, she should have encountered some trouble.

The young man was about to nod, when he heard Luo Yaqi say: "Don't buy it, these are fakes, and the real worry-forgetting sachets have to be bought at the auction." ”

But the woman said, "Thank you for reminding me, of course I know that this is a fake worry sachet, but my child...... But this sachet smells good, so why don't I buy one and try it. ”

As she spoke, the woman took out 500 yuan from her bag and handed it to the young man, and her voice was very gentle: "If this sachet is useful, I will thank you again." ”

"What kind of person, they all said that it was a fake and bought it, if it works, I will cut off my head and use it as a stool for you to sit on!"

Luo Yaqi's face was ugly, and she felt that her kindness had become a donkey's liver and lungs, and she couldn't help but shout in a weird way.

The woman just glanced at her, her lips twitched a few times, and she wanted to explain a word or two, but there was no need to think about it, so she didn't say anything, carefully put the sachet into her bag, and then turned away.

"Let's go, if someone wants to buy it, let them buy it, anyway, whoever is a fool will buy it."

Zhen Yuwei glanced at the young man again with an arrogant expression, and then pulled Luo Yaqi away arrogantly.