In the dense Red Rose Wizard Market, horse-faced men with vicissitudes of life like active rats roam in front of the wizard stalls.

To Mebis's surprise, there was no trace of food in the crowded wizard market, and he originally thought that there would be a food wizard cooking on the spot, using a cluster similar to the food street in the other world to attract customers.

However, thinking of the lack of talent in the food department, the weak combat power of wizards and the difficult living environment, it is impossible to understand why there is a lack of this link that should have appeared in the huge bazaar under the official wizarding organization.

The wizard's bazaar is much more deserted than the mundane market, and the things that can attract the attention of wizards are not only the materials and goods they like, but the rest of the time is only aimless watching and touring, but they are all strange small objects, broken scrolls and other miscellaneous items, which hasten the idea of wizards leaving this place to a certain extent, and virtually lost the trade volume brought by the surging traffic, after all, the seller of goods from Rand's letter has to charge a percentage of the number of magic stones.

Of course, this is only needed by the wizarding organization, and it has little to do with him, and Mebis intends to learn a mode of transaction between sellers and customers in the other world.

Choosing an open lot with a good location, taking out the disassembled parts from the storage space and putting them together, and starting to prepare for the stall opening, Mebes's busy figure quickly attracted the surrounding stall owners, who cast strange glances at him.

In their style of acting, quick and fast is the first element, as for what is going on with this big man's performance in such a big way, just set up a stall, just spread a piece of fabric directly into the ground and put what he wants to sell, it's not good, it's easy to clean up.

Even the other wizards in the past took a few surprised glances, this style was completely different from the furnishings of the shoddy stalls around them.

On the front is a rectangular table top, covered with a white cloth, which allows wizards to stand up and observe the goods very comfortably, without having to look down at the deliberate bending action, and the table is flanked by brightly colored red flags with two majestic lions and five small yellow stars on the upper left.

The stall owner didn't seem surprised by the unconventional eyes around him, and was still preparing for himself. Brown oval bread?

"Oh my God, does this wizard think this is a mundane bazaar?"

"Hey, look at this idiot, he's here to sell bread."

Suddenly, some of the wizards who had stopped laughed loudly, and looked at the horse-faced man who was cutting bread with disdain in surprise.

In the face of the ridicule of some wizards in front of him, Mebis didn't take it to heart and continued to busy her own business.

The way he sells it is simple, but perhaps he is the first person in the world to use it.

When he appeared at the inn earlier, he suddenly noticed that a kind of bread produced in the Ogelle Empire was very delicious and fragrant, and after some inquiry, he learned that it was a hazelnut from a crunchy fruit grove that was ground and baked with hazelnut powder and flour.

Loved by the ancient orcs who don't like meat, he thought of this mode, and then joined the remaining pig offal in his storage space, and felt the feasibility of this method, so he immediately bought a bunch of nutty aromatic bread from the inn.

In his spare time, he would crush all the internal organs of the silver-frosted warthog into a paste with magical power, and then boil the scarlet paprika powder with some fragrant herbs to make a fragrant pork offal sauce, which was intended to be used in the market.

The yellowish triangular bread cube is lightly coated with a touch of red sauce, followed by a sprinkle of finely sliced silver cream bacon slices that have been shaved in the morning, and the red thick mixed sauce is accompanied by pink and white meat slices, then covered with another identical triangular bread slice, and finally Mebis takes out a small wooden skewer and inserts it in the middle, and the perfect pre-sale tasting is complete.

The novel stall has already attracted many wizards to watch, and after seeing the neatly arranged triangular bread 'sandwich' on the white wooden table at the front desk, they can't help but feel the itchy curiosity in their hearts, and crowd in front of the stall in twos and threes, but there are also some cold wizards who disdain it and leave with their heads up.

After Dahan finished processing, he lazily took out two small mahogany boards from under his body, brushed the ground, and then wrote neat general words on them.

"Free tasting"

"One per person."

The three or two wizards were surprised, but they took into account their own face as a wizard and... rules, did not stretch out his hand for the first time, but secretly thought about some ill-intentioned intentions contained by this stall owner.

The extremely self-centered nature of the wizard determines that the concept of 'free' cannot appear in human interactions, whether it is bought or sold, and the owner will more or less hide some unknown secrets, and does not intend to drag the content out of the whole thing.

This is not only a protective measure for myself, but also the reason why the wizards follow the principle of 'equivalent exchange', although I sell the goods to you, you have the power of the goods, but you want me to tell you the origin of the goods, the content contained in them, unless there is something that satisfies me, otherwise I have the right to refuse, it's as simple as that.

However, it is undoubtedly a breakthrough point for Mebes, who integrates the fairness and mutual trust advocated in the other world, and understands the consumption climate, and the food to try does not seem to be cost-effective, but with a slight change of thinking, you will understand that this is a very reasonable trade method.

Imagine a wizard who absolutely controls your desires walking past your stall, and if it were just a piece of bacon covered with frost, perhaps the wizard would glance at it and leave in the next second, even if it was a magical delicacy that could increase physical fitness.

But switching to a triangle sandwich and the word 'free' is undoubtedly itchy, even if it's likely to be something false and unrealistic, it still appeals to 'self-centered' wizards.

Mortals and wizards have something in common with certain emotions that cannot be cut off, such as petty profits, giveaways, and tastings, all of which reflect the expression of complex human emotions.

No matter how powerful the self-control ability is, as long as something that is contrary to his beliefs appears, it will inevitably arouse the former's strong gossip curiosity, unless he steps into the mentality of 'no desire and no thought', but it may be a dead person in some sense.

Wandering around the bazaar, the white-robed wizard who was about to return to the academy to take the thorn potion was suddenly attracted by the bright five-star red flag, and the words erected in front of the other party couldn't help but arouse his interest, and he groaned slightly.

Manka decided to go and find out, and walked quickly to the somewhat crowded stalls, scanning the hesitant crowd around him, and he took the lead in picking up a small sandwich bread and squirming into his white whiskers in the presence of the wizards around him.

"Oh..."

"Oh..."

Two intoxicated moans came from the squirming lips of the white-robed old man, and Manka couldn't help but close his eyes and enjoy the incomparable sensual emotion.

"Crispy, nutty bread with a salty and spicy jelly jelly gel is underneath it, and it's the chewy texture that envelops it most amazingly. The sweet and rich smell of meat. ”

The moment he ate it, Manka only felt that his rotten flesh burst out with the vitality that had appeared for a long time, and his fluttering heart twitched like a lightning strike, and then beat even faster.

Although it was only for a moment, Manka knew that the flashing power was not illusory, and the relieved old man squeezed through the crowd around him, almost sticking to the front of the horse-faced man, his stubby hand pointed to the neatly sorted sandwich bread, and said loudly urgently.

"Quick, quick, I've bought them all."

The wizards who had been observing the old man from the beginning also sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly stretched out their hands of different colors to get the free tasting food.

Suddenly, the wizards' serious consciousness changed suddenly, and they showed more or less pleasant expressions of enjoyment, but then they seemed to have discovered something unusual, and stared at the expressionless horse-faced man in front of them.