Chapter Seventy-Eight: His Stuff Is Fake
The male foreigner took the black jar from the woman's hand, and smelled it deeply, and the sour smell directly made the foreigner roll his eyes.
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"What, what's the number?"
The man patted his head, and he was so excited that he forgot to speak Yanxia language.
At that moment, the man coughed dryly and asked in Yanxia language, "This, how much?" β
When the merchant heard this, his heart was extremely excited, but his face couldn't show it at all, but he took a deep breath and said with a solemn face: "After all, it is something handed down by the ancestors, and I am really reluctant." β
Seeing this vendor's attitude, the foreigner hurriedly said: "I will cherish him, and I will bring it to Great Britain for exhibition." β
The foreigner looked at the vendor with begging in his eyes, for fear that the vendor would not sell this "treasure" to himself.
The vendor reluctantly said, "That'...... Well, isn't it all international friendly exchanges now, seeing that you also came all the way from abroad, if you really want it, then a thousand yuan, you can take it directly. β
When Li Zhiwen heard the vendor's words, he couldn't help but be frightened, good guy, it's so dark.
Just a jar of pickled cabbage, it sold for a thousand yuan?
After hearing this price, the foreigner did not hesitate at all, and directly took out the handbag from the woman's hand, and directly took out ten foreign exchange rolls from it.
The foreign exchange volume of this era is directly issued by the bank, it is the 79 version, it belongs to the legal ratio, and the Yanxia currency at this time belongs to the same value, the only difference is that the maximum currency value of the foreign exchange volume is one hundred.
Now it is the great wave of reform and opening up, the economy is still in the stage of recovery, and the Yanxia currency has not yet been in line with international standards.
Unable to exchange freely, commodities and materials are also extremely scarce, in order to facilitate the connection with foreign friends, the state issued foreign exchange papers.
Undoubtedly, the above pattern has changed, and the face value is also a lot larger, compared to the unity of ten yuan, it will also make people feel that the foreign exchange volume of 100 yuan is more valuable.
Ordinary residents don't get foreign exchange papers, even if they go to the bank, no one will necessarily exchange them with you, as for some specific high-level people, and some foreign-invested hotels, such as the five-star hotel in Black Sea City, where only foreign exchange rolls are accepted, even if you go with a bunch of unity, it is not easy to use.
In this case, the foreign exchange volume is more sought after by people, and many people sit on the business of exchanging foreign exchange papers privately.
The premise is that you can't let people catch it, and if you do, it can't be a trivial matter.
Looking at the ten foreign exchange papers counted out by the foreign friend, the vendor's eyes straightened, and even his body couldn't help but tremble.
This is a big pie, if it can really be made, this year, two years of eating and drinking will not have to worry.
The vendor's eyes showed a greedy gaze, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and the vendors at this time were eager to snatch the foreign exchange roll in the foreigner's hand.
At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind the foreigner, which was the standard Mi pronunciation, if you didn't look at people, you really thought that the other party was a Mi country.
"You've been lied to, his stuff is fake."
Li Zhiwen said in fluent English.
Both men and women couldn't help but shrink their pupils and their brows furrowed.
When I turned my head to look at it, I found that it was the face of a hot summer man.
"You say this is fake?"
The man asked hurriedly.
"Yes, this thing is fake, it's not an antique at all, in our ordinary people's homes, every household has it, and it is used to pickle sauerkraut juice (sauerkraut)."
Li Zhiwen smiled at the man and said slowly: "If you want, I can give you one for free." β
After Li Zhiwen finished speaking, he stopped talking nonsense, and walked directly to another stall, although it was a conversation in English, but Li Zhiwen blocked the way of people and money, and it was inevitable that he was a little weak-hearted.
"Three grams of oil is eaten outside Ruima, and the one who buys food."
The foreigner shouted loudly in the direction where Li Zhiwen left.
was so frightened that Li Zhiwen couldn't help but speed up his pace.
Is this foreigner a fool? This kind of thing, what are you shouting!
Li Zhiwen cursed in his heart, and at this time, the woman also heard what Li Zhiwen said, and hurriedly put the money into the briefcase.
When the vendor saw the woman's action, he instantly panicked, and he looked at the foreigner again, who was shouting something not far away.
And Li Zhiwen was already squatting on the ground at this time, pretending to pick something, so that the stall owner didn't find anything abnormal.
At this time, the man was obviously a little angry, and said to the vendor: "I don't want this jar." β
The vendor was a little surprised, and even his expression unconsciously distorted, and he frowned and asked, "Is this......?" Why is that? β
The foreigner sneered: "You are really dishonest, you are a fake, you people in Yanxia Country have such a thing, you dare to lie to me." β
The man's words were very straightforward, he stood up directly, pulled the woman on the side, and turned his head to leave.
And the trader was obviously panicked at this time, seeing that the 1,000 foreign exchange rolls were about to arrive, how could this foreigner suddenly understand that this thing was fake?
"Don't go, if you want, you can take 500."
The man was not a fool at all, and when he heard the vendor say this, he also understood that this thing had to be a fake, so he snorted coldly at the moment and turned around and left directly.
The vendor was already desperate at this time, and shouted directly: "300, the lowest price, if you want it, you can take it." β
But how could a foreigner take a jar that was nothing, and buy a very ordinary thing for three hundred, then his head was really kicked by a donkey.
Li Zhiwen was also watching on the side, and when he saw that his foreign friends were leaving, he hurriedly stood up, in order to let foreign friends pay attention to him, if he didn't want to make a fortune for himself, he didn't bother to care about this matter.
The man also saw Li Zhiwen's figure, and strode towards Li Zhiwen at the moment.
Li Zhiwen was overjoyed, and he didn't pay attention to the foreigner, but turned around and walked to the side, and waited until there were few people, then stopped and waited for the foreigner to arrive.
The foreigner walked up and hurriedly thanked Li Zhiwen: "Hey, my friend, thank you very much." β
Li Zhiwen said with a smile: "Hello, there are many people here, let's talk in English." β
Li Zhiwen smiled, and inadvertently showed the gourd he had just bought in the morning.