The price given by Xia Feng to the sandworm is 1 gold and 1 piece, which is simply jaw-dropping for the people in the town.

How to say it, this is like a rural uncle who drives a tractor all day long for the first time to know that the Bugatti Veyron costs tens of millions of cars, and they are all cars, why is the gap so big?

At this price, even if the whole village were to sell the tractors, they could not afford to buy them, but people's curiosity would force them to see what the Bugatti Veyron really looked like.

In an easy-to-understand way, this is called traffic.

....

Less than half an hour later, the news that someone was selling 1 gold and 1 sandworm spread in the town.

Men and women, young and old, even the fat man who had just sold water by the well rushed to hear the news, of course, no one had more than 1 gold on him, but everyone wanted to see it.

Whether it's an eye-opener or a joke, I just want to see it anyway.

Sensing that more and more people had gathered, Xia Feng finally woke up from his lethargy, only to see him glance at the crowd of onlookers faintly, and began to shout for the first time.

"Ahem, it's selling sandworms, it's nutritious, the meat is delicious, don't miss it when you pass by!"

Looking at the two sandworms in front of him, the people who ate melons couldn't equate them with a golden gold coin.

A young man with a towel wrapped around his head asked.

"How much does a sandworm cost you?"

Xia Feng held up a finger as it was.

"Affordable, Tong Su is not bullied, 1 gold and 1."

At this time, more people heard this outrageous price, and the crowd was in an uproar.

Feeling that the time was almost up, Xia Feng cleared his throat and began to promote.

"Don't be surprised, let's be quiet for a while, and let me tell you why this sandworm is so expensive."

The expressions of the onlookers are basically the same, this expression is like saying "You say, please start your performance, even if you say that you don't buy it, because you can't afford it".

...

Later, Xia Feng was full of emotion, first citing some expertise in biology and nutrition to explain the nutrients rich in the flesh of sandworms.

Of course, professional is just a noun, such as protein, thiamine, calcium, phosphorus, potassium, etc., as for whether it is right or not, then it is a different matter, anyway, it sounds very professional.

After successfully fooling the inhabitants of these towns, he went deep and used some more understandable ways to continue to sell.

"Folks, sandworms are treasures all over their bodies, if you want to be delicious, grill them with charcoal, skr, cough cough, don't brag at all, Victoria knows, Victoria's royals eat sandworms every day, you see their hair, golden and shiny, never sick, and their bodies are as strong as lions."

At this time, the voice of rebuttal appeared.

"We haven't been to Victoria, I don't know if what you said is true or false, in our place, what we care most about is not the dignity of the ingredients, but the practicality, you have 1 gold and 1, why do we buy it?"

Another middle-aged woman with a child in her arms chimed in.

"That's right, you shouldn't take us for fools, we have never seen you sand worm before, why is it worth 1 gold?"

"That's right, it's possible that this kind of bug is rotten in foreign countries, and he's here to fool those of us who haven't seen the market."

In the face of everyone's sarcasm of the Ming Dynasty, Xia Feng's face was not red and his heart was not beating.

He kept a mysterious smile in his hand and replied to the last uncle to speak.

"Uncle, since you guess that there are rotten streets abroad, in this way, you go outside now to collect it, and take it back, no matter how many you want, I will buy it all at the price of 1 gold, and my father and fellow villagers will give a testimony, and I will never break my word."

The uncle who spoke in the end stopped squeaking.

Xia Feng stood up from the stall, calmly sorted out the wrinkles on his clothes, and then revealed an extremely complicated expression.

This expression contains a wry smile, helplessness, forbearance, relief, and even a hint of distorted madness.

Although his expression is incomprehensible, there is a feeling of incomprehension, seeing his state, the onlookers are holding their breath and waiting for his next step.

Xia Feng stepped over the sandworm under his feet, leaned towards the crowd, and then deliberately lowered his voice.

"There are some things I can't say too clearly, do you know why I'm here to sell sandworms?"

Everyone pricked up their ears and asked in unison.

"Why?"

"Actually, this sandworm is really not small."

"What the hell is going on, you should tell me quickly."

Xia Feng rubbed his face with his hands and sighed.

"I'll tell you the truth, there is one thing to say, everyone understands this matter, I don't understand, you don't understand, it's better not to say it, you don't keep asking me why sandworms are sold so expensive, hey, the interests are too big, it's not good for you to say it, just don't know, the rest I can only say that the water is very deep, involving a lot of big people, sandworms are not something ordinary people can eat, just say so much, I can't help if I don't understand."

As soon as these words were finished, there was silence around them.

Even the old man who sold sugar gourds stopped selling.

Everyone looked at each other, and for a while, no one dared to continue to question.

Everyone who understands understands, at this moment, everyone has the same idea in their hearts, if anyone asks again at this time, who is the only stupid X who doesn't understand.

Even if they really don't understand.

....

After that, everyone's expressions gradually became serious and cautious, and no one questioned them as indiscriminately as before.

Everyone has always maintained a state of separation from the sandworms, neither showing curiosity, but at the same time, they can't help but sneak a glance.

In the afternoon, some villagers who had just arrived in the town found the sandworm stall, but just as these villagers were about to come forward to ask, they were kindly stopped by the people next to them.

"Brother, don't come closer."

"Why, I want to see what's on sale."

"Those who understand understand it, and those who don't understand it don't understand it."

“？？？”

...

In this way, the villagers gradually formed a flowing vortex centered on the summer wind, and no one left the sandworm booth within a radius of twenty meters.

Everyone wants to see if anyone will really buy this "sandworm that understands everything".

Whenever someone finally couldn't stand it anymore and was about to simply leave, Xia Feng took out the Shenyue Knife from his waist and made a gesture to decompose the sandworm.

At this point, those who were about to leave stopped again, swallowing saliva and probing their brains.

Then, Xia Feng put the knife back again.

....

The sun is gradually setting in the west.

Until dusk fell, and the surrounding stalls began to close, he did not usher in a "sensitive" person.

In the end, the big onlookers finally shook off and went home with incomprehension and regret.

Seeing that Xia Feng hadn't opened for a whole afternoon, the old man selling sugar gourds next to him counted out 5 copper coins and handed them to Xia Feng with a smile.

"Young man, you can take this money."

Xia Feng turned his head sideways when he heard the sound in surprise.

"Uncle, who are you?"

"Heh, thanks to your blessing, I sold more than 30 sugar gourds today, can I discuss it with you, if you come back tomorrow, I will continue to sell next to you."

Xia Feng was not polite, and gratefully accepted the old man's money.

"No problem, my stall will be bound to you in the future."

"That's great, then I'll pay you 5 copper dollars a day."

"No, you can just give me a sugar gourd in the future."

"Well, thank you so much."