Mu Shuangshuang chose a bustling street market, a place where carriages couldn't reach.
Generally, people who went shopping would bring a lot of money with them, and shopping itself was an activity that consumed energy and was hot.
At such a time, handing over a fan should be able to attract people's attention.
As for whether they would pay or not, that was beyond her control.
Mu Shuangshuang scoped out a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his forties or fifties, wearing silk clothing. After greeting Lu Yuanfeng and Liu Zian, she rushed over.
"Sir, would you like to see a fan? This is a unique fan, one of a kind in the world, a rare find!"
As soon as Mu Shuangshuang spoke, the middle-aged man became interested. "I have never heard of a unique fan before, let me take a look."
The man generously accepted the fan Mu Shuangshuang handed over and slowly unfolded it.
