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Chapter 421 Is Your Head Growing For A Display?

Yun Mo casually made up an excuse, "I'm afraid you've never seen such high-end tobacco and alcohol. Even if I take it out, who can tell the authenticity?"

This is indeed a problem,

Some people have never even heard of such high-end tobacco and alcohol.

However, a villager who was watching came up with an idea, "You can go to the village party secretary. The village party secretary often goes to the city for meetings and meals. He must have seen it!"

"No, no, no!" Yun Mo refused hastily.

"Why not? Are you scared?" Peng Fang said aggressively.

Yun Mo explained in a panic: "Wuliangye also has different grades. Each grade has different packaging and taste. The village chief may not have seen the kind I bought."

"Hmph, they are all produced by the same company, how big a difference can there be? Are you lying? Yun Mo, if you feel guilty, just say so and stop making excuses here."

Yun Mo put on a show-off attitude and said, "Second aunt, if you think so, I can't help it. I won't take out the things anyway."

Peng Fang said resolutely, "If you dare not take it out, Wuliangye and Zhonghua Tobacco must be fake!"

Yun Mo neither admitted nor denied, "Second aunt, if you think the Fenjiu in your hand is fake, just give it back to me."

Peng Fang threw the paper bag to the ground in front of Yun Mo with a look of disgust.

"Who cares about your bag of fakes? Return the 8 yuan and 8 cents red envelope I gave you this morning!"

"Ok, no problem."

Yun Mo put her hand into her pocket, took out the red envelope money given by Peng Fang from the space, and gave it back to the other party.

After Peng Fang took the money, he spat and started counting. Judging from his posture, he would not stop if he lost even one and a half cents.

Yun Mo followed suit, picked up the paper bag on the ground, lowered her head and counted the contents.

"Second aunt, there are two packs of cigarettes missing."

Peng Fang was stunned for a moment before she remembered that her eldest son had opened two boxes of cigarettes and took them away, and immediately sneered: "You have the nerve to care about two boxes of fake cigarettes!"

Yun Mo smiled slightly and said, "I have already returned the 8 yuan and 8 cents red envelope to you. Then please ask my second aunt to unpack the things I gave you and return them untouched."

"That's right, Peng Fang, didn't you say that the cigarettes are fake, but you still take other people's fake ones?"

Peng Fang gritted her teeth in anger, "Wait, I'll go home and get it right now!"

"Second aunt, I'm waiting for you."

After Peng Fang left, Yun Mo took a cigarette and walked towards the nearest middle-aged male villager.

"Uncle, do you smoke?"

The man hesitated for a moment before taking it, "Thank you."

Fake cigarettes are still cigarettes, and they don’t cost money anyway, so don’t give them up for free.

If there is one, then there are two, and other smokers also take the initiative to reach out to Yunmo.

"Give me a pack."

"Give me a pack too, and I'll try what this fake cigarette tastes like."

The 8 boxes of cigarettes were quickly divided up.

Yun Mo took out the fruit candies and red bean cakes from the paper bag and distributed them to the children and women present.

At the end of the distribution, there was still a bottle of Fenjiu left.

Neither Huang Kailin nor Huang Jianjun drank. Yun Mo was wondering what to do with the wine when an old man about the same age as Huang Kailin came over with a grin on his face.

"Girl, give me this wine. I don't mind fake wine either."

Yun Mo immediately gave the wine box and bag to the other party, "Okay, uncle, here you go."

At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly said, "I can smoke this cigarette with no problem. It's a real product."

"I don't know if it's true or not, but I smoke pretty well, it's enjoyable, and it doesn't make my throat sore."

"I've smoked Double Happiness before, and it tastes like this, absolutely fine!"

Smoking is fine, but is wine also real?

People around him all turned their attention to the old man holding Fenjiu.

The old man quickly held the wine in his arms and turned to leave.

Several villagers who also liked wine surrounded him and asked him to pour some out for everyone to taste.

The old man had no choice but to borrow a few bowls from the Huang family.

For an old man who has been drinking bulk soju all his life, this 20-yuan bottle of Fenjiu is as valuable as fine wine. He was very careful (stingy) and poured only a few drops into each bowl.

"Tsk tsk, there's nothing wrong with this wine. It's true. I had two small glasses when I went to my uncle's house for a birthday banquet in the first half of the year, and this is what it tastes like."

"But the taste of this wine is really weak. It's not as strong as the tribute wine I usually drink."

"You know what the heck, Fenjiu is like this. It is a light-flavored wine with a refreshing entrance and a soft taste. Gongjiu is a strong-flavored wine with a mellow and sweet entrance. If you are used to drinking strong-flavored wine, then drink it

I’m definitely not used to this kind of fragrant wine.”

After such an explanation, everyone suddenly understood.

Since this wine is real, wouldn’t the old man have made a lot of money?

Just when everyone was about to ask the old man for more drinks, they realized that the old man had already disappeared with the bottle in his arms.

"Old man, where is the rabbit? He runs so fast."

Some people also ridiculed Peng Fang and Huang Jianguo for being ignorant and giving away the good things they got to outsiders.

Seeing that her goal was achieved, Yun Mo said hello to the surrounding villagers, and then took the Huang family back home.

"Cousin, then Fenjiu and Double Happiness should be real, right?"

As soon as the door closed, Huang Qingning couldn't wait to pull Yun Mo for confirmation.

Others in the Huang family were equally concerned about this issue. In fact, they were more concerned about whether the Wuliangye and Zhonghua cigarettes in Huang Zhiqiu's room were real, but no one asked them directly like Huang Qingning.

Of course Yun Mo could guess what everyone was thinking and was worried that the walls had ears. She didn't explain to everyone until they entered the main room.

"The tobacco and alcohol gifts that Lingchuan and I came back from Jiang City are all real. We bought them from regular department stores. The invoices are in my bag. I can take them out and show them to everyone later."

Hearing this, the Huang family members expressed their confusion.

"Momo, since the thing is real, why didn't you just take it out for everyone to check?"

Huang Kailin rolled his eyes at his son Huang Jianjun, "Is that head of yours just for decoration? If you don't know how to move it, you won't be afraid of getting rusty."

Huang Jianjun was confused and aggrieved by the scolding, "Dad, what did I say wrong?"

Liu Zhi poked her husband angrily, "You are stupid. Do we need outsiders to know what we have at home?"

Huang Qingning also reacted, "I understand, my cousin deliberately made people think those things are fake, right!?"

"That's right."

Hearing Yun Mo's personal admission, everyone else was ashamed to come to their senses, except Huang Jianjun.

He was still confused, "Why? If it is rumored that you and Xiaoling bought a bunch of fake goods, everyone will definitely say nasty things."

Liu Zhi was so angry that she kicked her husband, "You really don't care about food but fights. You forgot that last time you couldn't keep your mouth shut and told the second brother's family about Momo selling gold bracelets.

If it weren’t for your big mouth, could Lao Er’s family shamelessly pester Momo to borrow money?”

After being scolded by his wife, Huang Jianjun finally understood his niece's true intentions.


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