Chen Weidong worked hard for a long time and successfully sold 12 bottles of refined life recovery potions, 14 rolls of quick-healing bandages and 5 clear mind calming charms, earning a total of 31,000 yuan.
As he expected, the sales of potions and bandages were very good because they were quick and obvious.
As for the Mingxin Jingqi Talisman, to be honest, it takes the most time and effort to make. The reason why it doesn’t sell well is because no one has seen its true effect. After waiting for a long time, there will be repeat customers.
If you show your own experience, it will probably gradually become popular.
Just when Chen Weidong was thinking about how to promote the Mingxin Jingqi Talisman, a voice suddenly came from the crowd: "Huh! Such a deceitful person dares to come here to swindle and deceive. What kind of world is this? Hey..."
Although the voice was not loud, it still successfully attracted the attention of many people.
Chen Weidong frowned, tilted his head, glanced, and suddenly smiled: "Since this brother thinks that I am a deceiver, a swindler, why don't you show up and give me some advice?~"
He said it twice, but no one answered. It was obvious that the other party had made up his mind to make a cold arrow.
But this didn't bother someone. He stood up, walked into the crowd, and stopped at a relatively back position.
Everyone took a closer look and saw that standing in front of him was a young man wearing sportswear. He looked to be at least fourteen, fifteen or six years old. He was as thin as a pole, but he was over 1.8 meters tall.
Of course, in front of Brother Dong, who is 1.85 meters tall, the young man's aura obviously dropped. His eyes were evasive and he did not dare to meet Brother Dong's gaze head on.
"Why, did this brother suddenly suffer from aphasia?" Chen Weidong's mouth curled up slightly.
The young man was caught first by him, which was an unforeseen situation, but now that the matter is over, it's not a big deal, just go out and fight him!
"Yes, that's what I said, what's wrong?" The young man suddenly raised his head and his attitude became tougher.
"Okay, since you have doubts about my stuff, I'll prove it to you. Let's talk about it in whatever way you want."
"You have to prove it! You came to a place like this in the middle of the night to set up a stall. Do you have a business qualification certificate? Does the Industrial and Commercial Bureau know that you are setting up a stall here? Why didn't you see your people when the urban management patrol was patrolling during the day? That's not true at all.
You’re a liar, but you still have the nerve to sound high-sounding, bah!”
The young man's lips twitched, saliva flew out, and he cursed heartily!
Chen Weidong's face became colder, but he still held back his anger: "OK, since you don't believe it, then please leave my stall. I only sell my things to people who believe in me. I won't force you to buy anything you don't want to buy. Please leave."
Just stay far away.”
"Oh, what's the matter? Are you flustered after being exposed? Why are you in such a hurry to drive me away?"
The young man sneered and said: "Besides, this is a main road, and it's not a place owned by your family. Why do you care where I stand? I said you are a liar and have no ability, so you are very lenient."
He said something unpleasant, so Chen Weidong stopped being polite and sneered: "Kid, did your mother ever teach you to watch your mouth when you go out? You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense."
"Why did I just talk nonsense? This is an antique market, not a big pharmacy. You come here to sell fake medicines and deceive everyone's feelings. You are not allowed to speak to people with real conscience?"
Chen Weidong was so angry that he laughed: "Okay, if you say I sell fake medicines, fine, show me the evidence. Don't you have a good conscience? You shouldn't just talk, right?"
"Evidence? How do you want me to get evidence? Just like before, do you want to find a few shills to cooperate with your performance?" the young man said with disdain.
When he said this, the short man couldn't help it anymore: "Hey, kid, be careful what you say, who is the shill?"
"Why, you got angry after being exposed by me? Do you want to hit me? Come on, come on, are you afraid of you?" The young man rolled up his sleeves, looking eager to try.
Chen Weidong smiled, suddenly leaned forward and took action, dodged beside the young man, and then returned to his original position.
There was already something in his hand - it was a small porcelain vase with blue flowers and white background. It seemed to be quite well-made.
"You...you..." When the young man saw the porcelain bottle, his expression suddenly changed. Then he touched his trouser pocket and became even more panicked. He couldn't help but stutter.
"What am I?" Chen Weidong chuckled and said loudly: "You keep saying that you don't believe this, but what about yourself? Why do you carry similar gold medicine with you? Oh, I understand, you think your medicine is
Genuine, my medicine is fake, right?”
"So what!?" When the boy saw that his bubble was popped, he couldn't help but become angry.
"Nothing, I just want to trouble you to accompany me to prove it." Chen Weidong held the medicine bottle high and read aloud while laughing: "Produced by Huizetang, tsk tsk, it's really awesome. It's all trademarked, look.
It does look high-end and classy, much better than me.~"
"Give it back to me!" The young man took the bottle back, his face turning red with embarrassment.
"Here you go, that's 10,000 bottles of genuine medicine. How can I dare to keep it in my hands? The policeman will make trouble for me." Chen Weidong said, while glancing across the street, his sharp eyes made the young man and
Watermelon Hat was secretly frightened.
On the other hand, the nearby group of onlookers were all confused and didn't know what someone meant by this sentence. But one thing they knew very well and were looking forward to was that there would be another good show next.
Look!~
"What do you want?" The young man felt very weak and lacked confidence. After saying a few words, his eyes would drift to the other side of the street, as if he was seeking help from his master.
Of course, Watermelon Hat refuses to show up. Things have already progressed to this point. If he continues to stand out, won't everyone see his ugly face of suppressing his peers? Will he still do business in the future?
"Don't be nervous, kid, so many people are watching, and uncle won't eat you." Chen Weidong patted the young man on the shoulder and smiled: "My request is very simple. Don't you think everyone else is a shill? Then
Just do it yourself, there won't be any room for fraud, right?"
"I...I haven't been hurt recently!" The young man said harshly.
"It doesn't matter. I haven't had it recently, but I can have it next time."
"You...what do you mean?" The young man's face changed, obviously thinking of some very bad scenes.
"It's nothing. Do you think this will work?" Chen Weidong took out a small paper knife from his pocket and said with a smile: "You have no wounds now, but the tool is here. You can test it yourself. You can always rule out shilling."
Are you suspected?"
"Why should I help you?" The young man sneered and said, "It's a joke. You can't explain the reason, so you make such an excessive request. Why are you scaring me? I'm not scared!"
"OK." Chen Weidong clapped his hands, "Is this good? Don't you think your medicine is genuine and my medicine is fake? I will cut myself right now and let everyone see the effect. What about you? Do you dare?
Don’t you dare to give yourself a knife?”
"I..." The young man felt great regret, feeling that he had completely fallen into the trap set by the bastard opposite.
However, the matter has come to this point, and there is no other way. So many unpleasant words have been said, and it is of course impossible to escape unscathed. Even if Chen Weidong agrees, the onlookers will not agree.
"Why, you don't dare to try?" Chen Weidong pressed forward step by step.
"Okay! Just give it a try!" The young man gritted his teeth, a look of excitement flashed across his face.
I saw him grabbing the knife from someone's hand and hitting his arm!
Bright red blood came out, covering half of his arm in just a few breaths. If I had to use one word to describe it, it would be like a steady stream of blood.
Many people were frightened and turned their heads, unable to bear to look directly.
The young man was very stubborn. He stretched out his arm, pried open the cork of the bottle with one hand, and poured the powder into his arm.
It can be seen that he is quite confident in his master's medicinal powder, but the actual efficacy of this medicine is not that magical...
You should know that although calamus can be used to make advanced life-restoring potions, it must be combined with other medicinal materials to be effective. If it is directly ground into powder, the effect will be just that.
After the young man sprinkled the medicine powder, it was washed away by the blood in a blink of an eye. He sprinkled it again and was washed away again. Repeated several times, the blood flowed more and more, which made him a little flustered.
Looking at the onlookers, some people had already taken out their mobile phones and started dialing 120.
Chen Weidong shook his head, feeling a little pity for this kid. You said you would take care of a young man, but he didn't go to school and came here to help others sell medicine. He also specialized in doing the thankless and dirty work of being a standout. What kind of thing was he doing?
But having said that, this guy is quite a bachelor. If you give him a knife, he really dares to use it on himself. He really has the temperament of a young man and can do anything when his blood is strong.
"Stop it." Chen Weidong snatched the medicine bottle from the young man's hand and threw it on the ground.
"You..." The young man stared at him angrily. If his arm hadn't been injured, he might have done it on the spot.
Chen Weidong ignored him and turned back to his stall, picking up a roll of quick-healing bandages and a bottle of life-restoring potion. He walked over and wrapped the bandages on the young man without saying a word, then reached out and pinched the young man's chin.
"N..." The boy was interrupted before he could say the word "you".
Chen Weidong pried open the cork with his thumb, and drank half the bottle of medicine into the young man's mouth.
"Ahem..." The young man was made to cough repeatedly, and his face turned red.
After touching it for about ten seconds, Chen Weidong raised his head and said calmly: "That's it. Take off the bandage and have a look."
The young man could feel that his heart was beating fast - although he had not yet made a move, the feeling coming from his arm was unmistakable - TMD! It didn't hurt anymore! It really didn't hurt anymore!!