“Boss, I think I must have brought the wrong wine bottle out since I rushed out of the house in a hurry today.”
“So, you brought the wrong bottle out today?” Charlie smiled as he picked up another wine bottle that was covered in mud. He wiped the mud off with his hand before looking at it under the sun. After inspecting it, Charlie said, “What about this bottle, then? It seems as though this wine bottle was made in Suzhou.”
Sure enough, there was a row of small characters written below the bottle.
“Made by Suzhou Craft Factory.”
“I don’t know what is written on it since I am illiterate,” The owner of the stall smirked as he replied. After that, he rubbed the sole of his feet against the oil paper, making it seem as though he was not interested in doing business with them at all.
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