033 Counterfeit Banknote

Xia Jin went to the market for two days, but to her regret, she did not see the old lady.

She thought in her heart that the old lady might not come to the market every day to buy groceries.

Although Xia Jin felt a little disappointed, she did not give up. She planned to wait for a few more days, but if she really could not find her, then she would just forget it.

After running to the market for a few days, Xia Jin thought that she might as well just buy some fresh vegetables since she was already here.

Her mother had been in poor health ever since she was a child. Thus, Xia Jin's housework and cooking skills were superb. Her cooking was on par with the standard of an average big restaurant.

That day, she did not see the old lady, so she was picking out large white radishes to marinate them. When New Year came, she could bring them to her mother for a taste.

She was putting a few white radishes into a plastic bag when an old man's troubled voice came from the side. "I don't have that much money to find you…"

Xia Jin turned her head and saw an old man with white hair and ragged clothes, who was selling vegetables, rummaging through his broken satchel. His expression was a little flustered, as if he was afraid that the man standing in front of his vegetable stall would become impatient.

The man's expression was indeed not good. The plastic bag in his hand contained a lot of potatoes and two carp.

"Can you hurry up? If you don't have enough money, you can just borrow from the person next to you!" The man urged impatiently.

The old man trembled and said to the stall owner on Xia Jin's side, "Do you have a few tens of dollars in change? Lend it to me…"

The woman at Xia Jin's stall probably knew the old man well. She immediately took out two twenty-dollar bills from her apron pocket.

The old man finally got together enough money to give to the man.

The man lifted the plastic bag somewhat impatiently. He then handed an old hundred-dollar note to the old man with his other hand.

The old man stretched out his dark, withered hand and was about to take the hundred-dollar note.

"Wait," Xia Jin shouted.

The old man, woman, and young man all looked at Xia Jin.

Xia Jin put down the radish in her hand and stood up slowly. She walked over to the young man.

Before the young man could react, Xia Jin had taken the hundred-dollar bill swiftly.

"You're f*cking robbing me. F*ck…" the young man turned pale with fright and reached out to grab it immediately.

The old man was also stunned. His turbid eyes stared blankly at Xia Jin, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Miss, you..."

Xia Jin avoided the man's move to grab the money agilely and took a step back, saying aloud, "I came to see if your money is real."

Who would use a hundred-dollar note to buy groceries? Xia Jin sneered coldly in her heart.

When she said this, everyone present was stunned.

There were already quite a number of people gathered around, they were all whispering at this moment.

The man, who was being scrutinized by everyone, was irritated instantly. He cursed as he prepared to strike at Xia Jin.

"You b*tch, you stole my money, and you still say that my money is fake?"

Although Xia Jin was wearing half-height heels, her movements were not slow, and she dodged again before the man came after her.

"I didn't say that your money was fake. You said that yourself." Xia Jin looked at the man with a half-smile. At the same time, she also quickly observed the banknote in her hand.

Soon, Xia Jin made a judgment in her heart.

The man saw her looking at the banknote, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes at once.

"Give me the money, or believe it or not, I'll call the police!" He shouted in shock and anger.

Xia Jin could not wait for him to call the police. Her smile brightened a few notches instantly. "Fine, you can call the police."

The man did not expect Xia Jin to be so arrogant. He immediately knew that Xia Jin must have seen something.

"Go to hell!" In haste and anger, the man rushed towards Xia Jin.

Seeing the man approaching her aggressively, Xia Jin didn't dare to be careless. After all, there was a huge disparity in strength and speed between men and women.

The man quickly rushed in front of Xia Jin and swung his fist at her.

Xia Jin snorted coldly, and she lowered her body. Her high heels slammed on the man's feet. While he was screaming in pain, she grabbed her handbag and slammed it into the man's lower body.

The firm edges of the handbag smashed into the man's lower body. Instantly, a blood-curdling scream rang out.

Within a few minutes, several people in police uniform rushed over and pulled Xia Jin and the man apart.

Xia Jin rubbed her wrist and handed the banknote in her hand to the police officer. "This man tried to use fake banknotes to buy groceries. He wanted to trick the old man into giving him real money."

The police officer looked at Xia Jin with some surprise, probably because he could not believe that Xia Jin could subdue a man who was close to 1.8 meters tall with her bare hands.

"You guys come with us to the police station," the police officer quickly calmed down and said to Xia Jin and the man.

Xia Jin nodded and did not mind.

However, she took her bag of radishes before she left. Then, she picked up the carp and potatoes that the man had thrown on the ground, and handed them to the old man who was selling vegetables.

"Grandpa, please be more careful of bad people in the future," Xia Jin said gently.