Cheap Shoes On The Roadside, I Have A Cheater'S Way.

In the bookshop, Mr. Ma Yu came to the newspaper: the day before yesterday at 8 a.m., when I was riding past the new store's second-hand market in Fuzhou, I saw a farm four-wheel car parked at the intersection selling military rubber shoes, with a pair of shoes as long as 8 yuan.

I just want to buy more pairs and send them back to my hometown in the countryside.

I picked 5 pairs in one breath and pulled out a 50 yuan to pay the bill.

The sister who sold the shoes wrinkled her brows, pointing to the missing corners of the banknotes, calling me to change them.

As soon as I saw it, when the bill was big, I pulled out a hundred dollar bill and handed it over. I didn't expect my elder sister to be happy again.

I was gloomy, and a few of the men who picked up the shoes came together and said, "I took 6 pairs of shoes."

At that time, the elder sister put back a hundred dollar bill into my hand. I looked at her in a grumbled voice and said, "forget it, give me that 50 yuan."

After finding the money, I took my shoes away, and took out that hundred dollar bill on the way to buy cigarettes, but I was told that it was a counterfeit money.

I was stunned for a long time, and I remembered for a long time that I must be the "salesman" of the big shoe saleswoman. I hurried back to look for it.