Chapter 121 His Cellphone is an Old-Fashioned Model (2/2)



"No, sir, I definitely have to pay. I'll take all your shumai, how much do you have left?"

Ye Xingxian lifted the lid of the steamer; there was still more than half a steamer left.

The middle-aged man's eyes immediately lit up.

"Quickly wrap them all up for me!"

Ye Xingxian started packing, and Xiao Xi didn't help. She kept her head down, looking like a lazy girl who had come out to play with her brother.

"Five hundred and sixty yuan!"

The middle-aged man accepted the several large boxes of shumai with satisfaction.

His hands, which had been greasy from touching the paper money and eating shumai, pulled out six hundred-yuan bills from his old-fashioned black satchel.

"I don't have change, please scan the code."

"Huh? Young man, my phone can't scan the code." The middle-aged man took out his phone.

Xiaoxi looked down and glanced sideways at the huge, outdated old-fashioned mobile phone in the middle-aged man's hand. Who still uses this now?

"Then bring out six shumai."

"No, no, sir, I'll give you six bills, keep the change."

Fearing that Ye Xingxian might change her mind, the middle-aged man put 600 yuan in cash on the tricycle, picked up two garbage bags, and left.

This man is quite agile. The two bags of paper money are quite heavy, but he walked like the wind and disappeared into the drizzle in no time.

Xiaoxi and her brother exchanged a knowing glance and then went straight into the nearby "Filial Piety Touching Heaven Incense and Paper Money Shop".

"Hello, sir, we sell shumai at your doorstep. Could you please give us some hot water?"

When Boss Shen saw that they were a handsome brother and sister, he realized that they had indeed been selling shumai at the street corner for a few days.

Mr. Shen warmly poured hot water into Xiaoxi's thermos.

Taking the opportunity, Ye Xingxian asked with a smile, "Boss, business is pretty good. Even in the rain, customers are still buying so much paper money?"

After all, Ye Xingxian had been the one taking care of customers at the stall for so many days, and his smile and demeanor had become much more humane than before.

Upon seeing Ye Xingxian's smile, the boss confessed everything.

It turned out that the middle-aged man surnamed Dai was a regular customer of Boss Shen, and he would come to buy a large amount of paper money every month.

Mr. Shen chuckled and said, "You know, this person is really picky. How can paper money compare to cash? And it has to be printed clearly."

There are fewer small factories making paper money now; there's no other way, the market is getting smaller and smaller.

In cities, people aren't allowed to burn paper money or place candles when they go to sweep tombs, but it's still allowed in rural areas.

"If this weren't my own storefront, I would have gone out of business and closed down long ago."

After getting the useful information, the brother and sister thanked Mr. Shen and left.

On the way back, Xiaoxi and Fifth Brother analyzed the situation.

"Fifth Brother, we've waited so long, we've probably caught a big fish today."

"Hmm, the middle-aged man who bought the shumai earlier seemed a bit strange, but I couldn't tell if he practiced martial arts or not, his skills were so good."

"Fifth Brother, since we've always kept our cultivation and aura well hidden, he won't notice anything different about us."

However, I think the way he talks is weird. These days, who calls someone "little brother"? People usually call them "handsome guy" or "handsome guy." Also, his phone is really old-fashioned, and the color is ugly.

"Hmm, Xiaoxi has a really good eye for observation. Anyway, we'll be coming again tomorrow."

Sure enough, the next evening, the middle-aged man surnamed Dai came to the paper money shop to exchange the flawed ghost money, and checked it with Boss Shen one by one.

Fortunately, it didn't rain today, and Xiaoxi and her family's business was booming. The middle-aged man surnamed Dai came out after exchanging the paper money, pounding his chest and stamping his feet in frustration, as they had almost sold out of shumai.

"Hey buddy! Have some mercy! Don't sell it, I'll pack up the rest!"

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