I rubbed the banknote's collar lightly with my fingers and found it rough and bumpy.
As if in a good mood, he turned on the lights in the car. He folded the banknote in half with both hands, and the two notes formed an oval shape, matching perfectly.
Then fold the banknote horizontally so that the patterns match, including the phoenix.
Gently shake the banknote back and forth, and the color of the word "hundred" will gradually change.
Zhou Wang narrowed his eyes, as if he was not giving up. He pulled out a tissue and wiped the collar a few times, leaving a hint of red on the tissue.
It turns out that identifying counterfeit money is so simple.
So, when he received the counterfeit hundred-yuan note, he deserved to be beaten half to death by that woman, right?
The small market is bustling with smoke rising from the sky.
Chen Yun walked around and bought some grilled gluten. He was secretly shocked at how expensive it was. A string of grilled gluten cost fifteen yuan.
I bought another drink, twenty-five.
I bought a small bun for twenty-five.
Are things in City A so expensive? There are five buns in total, and each one costs five yuan.
I saw that I had three things in my hands, and if I ran away, I would have spent all the money to buy more things, and I would not even have enough money to take a taxi.
There were crowds of people, and occasionally through the gaps you could catch a glimpse of the play on the stage.
There are five people on the stage, one plays the king and sits on the upper seat, and the other four sit below.
Chen Yun looked at the stage while eating gluten quickly. The gluten was greasy and spicy. She was worried that it would touch other people's clothes, so she threw the skewer into the trash can not far away after eating.
Only one person on the stage was heard reciting an impromptu poem while looking at the painting "Fishing in Panxi" in a loud and clear voice.
"In those days, Lü Wang displayed his wisdom in the temple and fished for the country with his straight hook. No one could compare to him.
If I were born on West Lake, I would also need to provide fish for my family."
The accompaniment sounded rapid and suddenly stopped. The place was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, but the tense atmosphere was extremely tense.
Who is Lü Wang? It is Jiang Taigong.
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