Yun Mo made up an excuse, "Such high-end cigarettes and alcohol, I'm afraid you haven't even seen them before. Even if I take them out, who can tell the real thing from the fake?"

This is indeed a problem. Some people have never even heard of such high-end cigarettes and alcohol.

A villager who was watching the scene came up with an idea. "You can go find the village party secretary. He often goes to the city for meetings and meals. He must have seen him!"

"No, no!" Yun Mo refused hurriedly.

"Why not? Are you scared?" Peng Fang pressed.

Yun Mo explained in a panic, "Wuliangye also has different grades, each with different packaging and flavors. The village chief may not have seen the one I bought."

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

Yun Mo put on a very determined attitude and said, "Second Aunt, if you want to think so, I can't help it. I won't take out the things anyway."

Peng Fang said confidently, "If you don't dare to take it out, then the Wuliangye and Zhonghua cigarettes must be fake!"

Yun Mo neither admitted nor denied it, "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 wants this bag of fake goods? Return the 8.88 yuan red envelope I gave you this morning!"

"Okay, no problem."

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

After Peng Fang took the money, he pursed his saliva and began to count it. From the look of his face, he would not give up if even a penny was missing.

Yun Mo followed suit, picked up the paper bag on the ground, and lowered her head to count the things inside.

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

Peng Fang was stunned for a moment before she remembered that her eldest son had opened two boxes of cigarettes and put them away. She immediately sneered, "How dare you make a fuss about two boxes of fake cigarettes!"

Yun Mo smiled slightly, "I have already returned the 8.88 yuan red envelope to you, so please also return the things I gave you in their original sealed state, untouched."

"Yes, Peng Fang, didn't you say the cigarettes were fake? Why did you take someone else's if they were fake?"

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

"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 before taking it and said, "Thank you."

Fake cigarettes are still cigarettes. They don’t cost money anyway, so why not take them?

Once there is a first, there will be a second. Other smokers also took the initiative to reach out to Yun Mo.

"Give me a pack."

"Give me a pack too. I want to try what it tastes like to smoke these fake cigarettes."

8 boxes of cigarettes were quickly divided up.

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

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

Huang Kailin and Huang Jianjun don't drink. Yun Mo was wondering what to do with the wine when an old man about the same age as Huang Kailin came up to her with a grin on his face.

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

Yun Mo immediately handed the wine box and the bag to the other party, "Okay, sir, I give it to you."

At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly spoke up, "I have no problem smoking this cigarette, it's genuine."

"I've smoked Double Happiness before, and it tastes just like this, absolutely no problem!"

Cigarettes are fine, but is the same true for alcohol?

The people around turned their eyes to the old man holding the Fenjiu.

The old man quickly hugged the wine in his arms, turned around and was about to leave.

Several villagers who also loved wine surrounded him and insisted that he pour some 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 had been drinking bulk liquor all his life, this 20-yuan bottle of Fenjiu was as precious as nectar. He was very careful (stingy) and only poured a few drops into each bowl.

"Tsk tsk, this wine is also fine, it's true, I drank two small glasses when I went to my uncle's house for a birthday banquet earlier this year, and it tasted exactly like this."

"But the taste of this wine is really light, not as strong as the tribute wine I usually drink."

"You know nothing. This is what Fenjiu is like. It is a light-flavored wine, refreshing and mellow in the mouth. Gongjiu is a strong-flavored wine, mellow and sweet in the mouth. If you are used to strong-flavored wine, you will definitely not be used to this kind of light-flavored wine."

After this explanation, everyone suddenly understood.

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

Just when everyone was about to ask the old man for some more wine, they discovered that the old man had already run away with the bottle of wine.

"This damn old man, is he born in the Year of the Rabbit? He runs so fast."

Some people also laughed at Peng Fang and Huang Jianguo for not knowing the value of things and giving away good things to outsiders for nothing.

Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Yun Mo said hello to the villagers who were watching, and then took the Huang family back home.

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

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

Other people in the Huang family were also 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 it as directly as Huang Qingning.

Of course Yun Mo could guess what everyone was thinking. She was worried that there might be eavesdroppers, so she waited until she entered the main room before she started to explain to everyone.

"The cigarettes and alcohol gifts that Lingchuan and I brought back from Jiang City are all real. They were bought from regular department stores. The invoices are in my bag. I can take them down and show them to you later."

Hearing this, the Huang family members were all puzzled.

"Momo, if the stuff is real, why didn't you take it out for everyone to check?"

Huang Kailin rolled his eyes at his son Huang Jianjun and said, "Is your head meant to be a decoration? Don't you know how to move it? Aren't you afraid of it getting rusty?"

Huang Jianjun was confused and aggrieved after being scolded, "Dad, what did I say wrong?"

Liu Zhi poked her husband in annoyance and said, "Are you 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 were fake, right!?"

"That's right."

After hearing Yun Mo's personal admission, everyone else gradually came to their senses, except Huang Jianjun.

He was still confused. "Why? If word gets out that you and Xiao Ling bought a bunch of fake stuff, people will definitely say something unpleasant."

Liu Zhi was so angry that she kicked her husband. "You are such a person who only remembers to eat and not to be beaten. Have you forgotten that you told the second brother's family about Momo selling her gold bracelet last time? If it weren't for your big mouth, would the second brother's family have been so shameless as to pester Momo to borrow money?"

After being scolded by his wife, Huang Jianjun finally understood his niece's real intention.

(End of this chapter)