Si Chen stepped forward, took the note, and said under the subtle gaze of the vendor:

"Brother Fugui, take out another card."

Zhang Fugui scratched his head. Although he didn't know what he wanted to do, he still did it.

He took out one and handed it to Si Chen.

"Brother Fugui, look at the color difference between these two pieces of money?" Si Chen raised the banknotes in one hand and asked.

Zhang Fugui scratched his head again, looked left and right, but saw no difference.

Si Chen:......-_-||

Is this guy just starting out in business?

"Brother Fugui, the color of real money is more textured, while the color of fake money is a bit floating. If you don't believe it, compare it with others."

After saying that, Si Chen saw that he was still confused and could only say:

"Brother Fugui, listen to this sound."

Swipe, he shook the real money in mid-air, the sound was crisp and had the tough texture of banknote paper.

"Listen to this sound again." Si Chen flicked his right hand, and the sound of the fake money was obviously not crisp enough.

However, the difference is too subtle, so I forgive Zhang Fugui for not hearing it.

Other merchants who came to learn the art bared their teeth and smiled: "Little brother, I don't see the difference, and I don't hear the difference either!"

Si Chen had no choice but to change his approach and said, "It really feels more bumpy to the touch."

Then, he gave all the real and fake money to Zhang Fugui and said:

"Brother Fugui, touch it carefully. Do the two pieces feel different?"

Zhang Fugui really touched it carefully.

Si Chen added: "The real texture is good, the fake concave and convex feeling is not obvious, and the banknote paper is relatively soft. Carefully touch the texture of Grandpa Mao's collar."

Zhang Fugui did as he was told. After a few seconds, his expression changed and he cursed:

"Made, Xiao Sun, I have just opened a shop, and you are trying to trick me with fake money? Are you still my fellow villager?"

Xiao Sun was anxious and quickly explained: "Brother Fugui, I didn't know this was fake money. How could I dare to give it to you if you knew it?"

This statement was obviously not convincing enough. Zhang Fugui cursed a few times before saying:

"Don't talk nonsense, give me another one quickly."

Xiao Sun blushed in embarrassment, looked at the shoes in the oversized snakeskin bag in front of him, and said:

"Brother Fugui, I really don't have any more money. If you give me more, I won't even have the return fare."

"How about this? I'll take less goods this time."

He smiled sarcastically and took out the Jiefang shoes one by one from the snakeskin bag.

Zhang Fugui was not polite, counting the quantity and calculating the money.

At this point, the onlookers generally understood——

Xiao Sun probably knew it was fake money and brought it to an acquaintance to try his luck.

I was about to get away with it, but I didn't expect to be discovered by the boss of the big gold chain who came out halfway.

Although I know that Xiao Sun may have been deceived when he received fake money, which is pitiful.

But who has it easy these days?

Although Si Chen, the boss of Dajin Chainzi, felt pity for Xiao Sun, he was not as good as his father and wanted to exchange money with Xiao Sun.

Therefore, silence.

"Brother Fugui, let me take a look at that money." The owner of the shop next door came over and wanted to learn some skills.

"Here." Zhang Fugui handed the money to the other party without looking back.

In an instant, the owners of several nearby shops gathered around and wanted to take a look. Everyone was afraid of being deceived. This was a hundred yuan!

"Boss, please tell us again. What is the difference between real and fake money?"

The female owner of the shop next door sells women's shoes. Si Chen had gone to talk to her before and she was very enthusiastic.

Si Chen didn't refuse, and taught him carefully.

After everyone listened, they kept praising:

"Oh, the big boss is different. He knows the money right away."

"That's not true. Looking at the boss's demeanor, he must be a big business person!"

"The boss walked around our market and asked about everything. Do you want to purchase goods?"

Si Chen was flattered by everyone, and coupled with his unusual aura, the wonderful misunderstanding that Si Chen wanted naturally occurred.

Si Chen pretended to raise his hand, touched Da Ben's head, and said:

"Small business is not worth mentioning."

That appearance is really consistent with the temperament of a big boss who hides his wealth.

Everyone believed in their judgment even more and kept stealing glances at the large black leather wallet Si Chen carried under his arm.

Good guy, you have so much money, how much money do you have?

Essentially, it's toilet paper inside.

Si Chen deliberately wanted to create such an illusion so that he could act more conveniently.

Men, especially men in business, who lack style will definitely be underestimated by the other party.

If you go to talk to a new client about a business worth hundreds of millions, but the car you drive is less than a million dollars, the other party may not even want to talk to you.

This is called, if you are not strong enough, the other party will not bother to play with you.

Rank does not match.

After Xiao Sun left, Zhang Fugui smiled and said thank you to Si Chen:

"Brother, it's all thanks to you today!"

"Brother Fugui, you're welcome."

"Oh, how do you know me?"

"My aunt is Si Lige from Yuanmeng County." Si Chen carried Liu Gu out.

Sili Ge is famous in Xintian Market.

The only department store in Yuanmeng County was contracted by Sili Ge.

Xintian Market officials have signed a long-term contract with the Yuanmeng County Commercial Bureau——

You can only buy goods here, and Xintian will give you a 10% discount.

All merchants who contract counters from Sili Singers have to come here to purchase goods.

Therefore, all the merchants here know that Sili Ge is a big customer.

When Si Chen said this, not only Zhang Fugui, but also other merchants looked like they were suddenly enlightened. No wonder!

Si Chen lied and said, "My aunt sent me to look at the new goods. She also said that Brother Fugui is an honest man and wants to get acquainted with you."

"Ah? Okay, okay!" Zhang Fugui was confused.

How would a government boss like Sili Ge look at a newcomer like him?

However, Zhang Fugui's mind was spinning quickly, and he quickly pretended to be familiar with the situation, and chatted enthusiastically with Si Chen.

In the last life, Si Chen had worked with him for many years, but he knew this guy very well. He was so courageous!

"Brother Fugui, I will come to purchase the goods in two days, but I will take them from you."

"No problem! We've prepared everything for you, so feel free to come and get it." With that said, Zhang Fugui pointed to the shoes in his store one by one and said:

"These are the best calf leathers. The wholesale price is 48 a pair. If you want them, I will give you a pair for five yuan cheaper."

"These types are also made of cowhide. The wholesale price is 39 a pair. If you want it..."

"These are the cheapest ones. They are available for five yuan, three yuan, or two yuan. The profit is too small, so I won't tell you whether they are cheap or not."

Zhang Fugui sells men's shoes, and they don't say whether they are good-looking or not. The styles are mostly the same.

After decades, men's leather shoes still look the same.

Needless to say, Jiefang shoes have nothing new.

Si Chen wrote down the price ranges one by one, took out another five hundred yuan from his pocket, handed it to Zhang Fugui, and said:

"This is the deposit. I want five thousand dollars for the goods. I will make a list for you. I will pick up the goods in three days."

Zhang Fugui hasn’t received a deposit yet, but he also knows what the rules are—

If you do not come to pick up the goods at the agreed time, the deposit will not be refunded.
To be continued...