Shi Youjin was utterly puzzled. Were people nowadays really this wealthy?
Why did everyone look like they had picked up a treasure for free? Those who snatched up clothes and shoes were ecstatic.
It wasn't until he was packing up that he heard a neighboring stall owner whisper, "Those goods of yours didn't come from a legitimate source, right? I've been in this business for a long time, and I can tell at a glance that yours are authentic. They sell for four or five thousand in stores, but you're selling them way too cheap. I sell knockoffs for two to three hundred, yet you're charging the same for the real deal, nearly running me out of business."
Shi Youjin paused, startled, "Four or five thousand? For one piece?"
"Yeah! Didn't you know? Do you still have stock? If so, I'll take it all. You only want cash, right? I have plenty of cash, as long as you have the goods!"
