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"Too!"

Xia Zhitang smacked his lips: "Then have another bite!"

In the end, Xia Zhitang took five mouthfuls before he shut up. It wasn't that he didn't want to eat it, but that it was too sweet.

With this kind of celebrity, people start to crowd forward, especially women, it's a crazy mess.

"Don't squeeze, give me a bite first!"

The owner of the Chunsun Grain Store, who was complaining about the loss just now, stretched out his hands and locked them firmly, like a family dog ​​protecting food.

"Don't be crowded, line up, come and taste one by one!"

It took Xia Ye a long time to get these people to line up, pay the money, and then feed them with a stone spoon. This feeling seems to be a zoo keeper.

Everyone didn't leave, they were discussing what they had eaten, and asking about those who hadn't, but no one felt that it was a loss. After all, no one had ever tasted this kind of sweetness except honey!

"If I made chocolate, wouldn't you go crazy?"

Xia Ye looked at the sack full of knives and coins, and felt very happy, this is the power of wisdom!

Here, there are many women who are even secretly lining up for the third time. After all, sweets are natural lovers for them!

"My daughter has never eaten such a sweet food, I want her to try it too?"

It was the same owner of the spring bamboo shoots shop, with a look of deep fatherly love, holding a knife coin, and handing it to Xia Ye.

Some quick-witted eyes lit up and crowded forward immediately.

"You want to buy it back and ask someone to identify it?"

Xia Ye questioned.

"No! No! Absolutely not!"

The boss was in a hurry to explain, with righteous words on his face, he was about to swear in the name of his ancestors, but there was a burst of slander in his heart.

"If my wife dares to spend a dollar to buy red sand for my daughter? I will blow her head off! It's not such a luxury!"

The boss must have forgotten how crazy he was just waving a knife and coin to snap up a mouthful of red sand.

"Although I want to refuse, the Great Prophet has already considered this situation. He said that no matter what method is used, as long as you identify a strange object, you will be given a thousand gold!"

Xia Ye pouted.

Everyone blushed when someone exposed their small thoughts, but they became excited again when they heard what happened next.

"Sure enough, he is a great prophet, predicting things like a god!"

Everyone was filled with emotions, and their hearts were even more in awe and admiration for the Great Prophet.

"Look, is the fox's tail exposed?"

Or the girl with the sound of the oriole, who saw the essence of the problem at a glance, and didn't she want to sell the strange thing in the end?It's a pity no one heard her.

No one believed that a poor boy in the slums could see through their tricks, so it must be the wisdom of the Great Prophet.

Xia Ye's 15-year-old immature face, coupled with his undisguised performance, is very deceptive. No matter how you look at it, he is a simple boy who has not experienced much in the world.

"There are not many rare items, so we have to line up to buy, first come, first served!"

After Xia Ye said a word, people began to jostle and push again, fighting for a good seat in the front.

Clink!Clink!

The bronze knives and coins were thrown into the linen pocket like running water, and the crisp sound was made, which was really sweet, like money singing!

"Fifteen days later, I am still here, and I will wait for your answer on behalf of the Great Prophet."

Xia Ye accentuated the word 'I', emphasizing his sense of existence, so as to save someone from making trouble for him.

"Okay, I'm going to buy what the great prophet told me!"

After getting the answer he wanted, the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, all of them still had expressions of unfinished curiosity on their faces. It was a big show today.

"Heh, this kid is so thoughtful!"

The oriole-sounding girl looked at Xia Ye's leaving back and twitched her lips: "These knives and coins belong to the Great Prophet in name, if there is no such reason, he will be suspected of buying things."

"Great miss, miss!"

The old servant behind praised him, he had already noticed that there were a few greedy eyes staring at Xia Ye in the crowd, after all, with such a large sum of money in hand, he would definitely be coveted.

If it weren't for the 'big prophet', Xia Ye would definitely be robbed, so it is the most sensible way to spend it immediately and replace it with something that is useless to the robbers or that cannot be easily taken away.

"I am the master core that the hero brought back from the ancient ruins. It is cheap enough to charge you a hundred knives!"

Before Xia Ye walked 20 meters, a hoarse voice shouted, which could be heard half the street.

Xia Ye turned his head and saw a skinny old man setting up a stall on the side of the street.

"Look at this pattern, the luck contained in it will definitely give birth to a magnificent dominion tower!"

As the old man introduced, he glanced sideways at Xia Ye.

Xia Ye deliberately took a few steps forward, the old man's voice became more urgent, fearing that the big fish would slip away.

"Ha ha!"

Xia Ye chuckled, the old man obviously saw that he had a lot of knives and coins, and wanted to make a lot of money from himself, the poor boy was still bargaining hard.

"Young man, I see that your bones are rare, and you will become a great weapon in the future. I have a domination core here, which will be very helpful to you!"

The old man obviously didn't have much energy to cultivate, seeing Xia Ye not moving, he had no choice but to take the initiative to greet him.

"Looking at your age, you should also participate in the blood survival trial? Except for the ancestor altar, the cores of the other four basic buildings must be prepared. I have a lot of good things here!"

The old man was smiling, like a goldfish guy who tricked the young lady.

Nine times out of ten, this kind of vendor is a liar, and he used some casually dug items from the ruins to fool young people. Xia Ye didn't want to waste time, but when his eyes accidentally passed over the stall, his left eyelid suddenly twitched slightly.

Chapter 11 土豪

The warriors of the tribe would not stay in front of this kind of stall at all, and some of them were only teenagers.

"It was the one I saw first!"

The bargaining boy glared at Xia Ye viciously, trying to scare him away.