Xiacheng is the last stop for the northern tribes to go to the wasteland Gusen expedition to hunt, so relying on the geographical advantage, after hundreds of years of development, it has changed from a small tribe to a big city with tens of thousands of people, with 5,000 armor.

There is a tower of glory standing on the barbarian stone square, highlighting the glorious achievements of the Xia clan in the battles over the years, and it is an important place to release various news, over time, it has become the most prosperous area, and there are many shops of all kinds, but they are mainly based on food, clothing, and housing.

"What are you doing?"

The guy looked at Natsuno warily.

"Buy sorghum cakes!"

Xia Ye pretended to be very spirited.

"It wasn't stolen, was it?"

The guy didn't dare to take it, this kid was wearing a sackcloth dress, although the pulp was clean, but at first glance he was a poor man, how could he have a knife coin?

"Hmph, do you dare to say that the money given to me by the Great Prophet was stolen, and you don't want to live anymore?"

Xia Ye is fierce and vicious.

"Ugh!"

The three words of the Great Prophet suppressed the guy, this kind of person is generally the number two person of the tribe, second only to the Great Patriarch, and his status is transcendent.

"Hurry up and put it on, don't delay the important business of the Great Prophet!"

Xia Ye urged, deliberately speaking loudly.

"What's the matter?"

Dude inquires.

"People like you don't have the right to listen!"

Xia Ye glanced at it and found that it had attracted the attention of many people.

Most of the people who walk around here are warriors and heroes from various tribes, but unfortunately it is just spring, and if it is summer, there will be more people.

"Who is qualified to listen?"

The boss heard the movement and walked out.

"The wise can hear!"

If Xia Ye said that rich people can listen to it, the style is too low, but if it is replaced by wisdom, no one thinks that they are stupid, they can give it a try.

"Oh?"

The boss was interested, and hurriedly urged: "Tell me!"

Xia Ye didn't speak, pointed to the big basket of sorghum cakes, and then pointed to the street.

"Don't hurry up and move him over!"

The boss had a look in his eyes and kicked the guy in the thigh as soon as he slew.

Xia Ye crossed his knees and sat in the center of the long street, next to two cake mountains piled up in the shape of a small hill, and the people passing by, curious, inevitably swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

"Fortunately, there is no chengguan in this world, otherwise if I don't wait for my stall, I'm afraid I will be stuffed into the trash!"

Natsuno muttered.

"You guy!"

The boss was helpless, but the more he couldn't hear it, the more uncomfortable his heart was like a cat scratch, so he kept urging, but he didn't know that this trouble made more shop owners on both sides of the street notice.

Natsuno went to the lumber shop next to him and bought a wooden plank and drew four large characters with a stone knife.

Distinguish between the gold!

Gee!

The timber shop owner couldn't help but be speechless, and glanced at Xia Ye, the dragon flying and phoenix dancing in this word are beautiful!

Half an hour later, dozens of child laborers gathered, staring at Cake Mountain like wolf dogs while looking at Xia Ye.

"Listen up, this is for the Great Prophet, if you do it seriously, you will have bread to eat tomorrow!"

Xia Ye didn't dare to drag it out, otherwise these bear children who were not in a hurry would have to grab the sorghum cake and run away.

"You go to the street, shout a word, and say, 'A thousand gold distinguishes things', the great prophet placed a strange thing in the wild stone square, if anyone recognizes it, give a thousand gold!"

Ooh!

Before Xia Ye's words fell, the people who had already gathered around let out a shocked exclamation, Qianjin is a thousand knife coins, which can be regarded as a sky-high price.

"Okay, all shouted three times, shouted smoothly and came over to get the cake!"

The smelting technology of this era was low, and gold refining was very difficult, so gold refers to bronze!

In order to eat, for tomorrow's cakes, the friends worked extra hard, and they had to shout hoarse.

"Within three years, I will definitely demolish this Tower of Glory!"

Xia Ye didn't dare to go to the center of the square to set up a stall, it was a blasphemy against the ancestors of the Xia family, and he would be whipped and severely executed, so he sat on the south side of the square.

A wooden table, on top of which are brown sugar grains piled up in the shape of a small volcano, next to it is the wooden board with words, especially the word 'daughter', which is the most conspicuous.

With these bosses who came with him, Xia Ye didn't have to shout, because it was human nature to watch, so even though he sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, people passing by still gathered up.

"What is this doing?"

People inquired about each other, and the boss who knew the reason said it, so there was another exclamation, a thousand gold distinguishing things, this is definitely a big event!

The girl Mo Wuxuan who made the big ink was studying the pottery puppet, and was interrupted by the guy who came to ask for leave, and was a little unhappy.

"Didn't you just invite you the day before yesterday?"

Mo Wuxuan considered whether to change his buddy, this guy is often lazy, and he is too lazy to say, it doesn't mean that he doesn't know.

"Ugh!"

The guy was going to make an excuse, but when he saw Mo Wuxuan's serious face, he immediately shrunk his neck and told the truth.

"A daughter?"

Mo Wuxuan rushed to the street curiously, saw a child still shouting, and after asking a few words, she ran to the Barbarian Stone Square, she was not interested in money, she just wanted to know what that 'thing' was!

Being curious about anything unknown is the basic quality of a mechanic.

The man hesitated, but locked the door of the store and secretly followed, if he got a thousand dollars, he would become a rich man.

There are many people who have this kind of overnight wealth mentality, so nearly a thousand people soon gathered in the square.

Xia Ye pretended to be calm, but a cold sweat still broke out on his forehead, revealing his nervous psychology, this face was much bigger than he expected!

"Don't panic, you can do it!"

Natsuno cheered himself up.

"What's this black bula?"

"You're blind, that's brown-red!"

"Recognize this kind of thing, really give a thousand dollars?"

The crowd of onlookers was full of noise and discussion, greedy eyes criss-crossed, and finally, someone couldn't help but reach out and boldly touched the brown sugar.

"Stop!"

Xia Ye let out a loud shout and took this opportunity to speak.

"This is a strange thing given by the Great Prophet, he said, death to those who touch it!"

Swish!

The guy who stretched out his hand immediately shrank back in fright, the title of Great Prophet is naturally a deterrent.

"Where is the Great Prophet?"

In the crowd, there are also smart guys, but it's a pity that there is no need for Xia Ye to answer, and someone will help.

"You are stupid, you think the Great Prophet is a beggar on the side of the road, you can see it if you want?"

Seeing that someone was deflated, everyone laughed, indeed, the Great Prophet is the number two person in the tribe, and he can't see it in his spare time.

"Why did the Great Prophet ask you to do this?"

A female voice that looked like a yellow bird was crying.

"How can ordinary people understand when the Great Prophet acts?"

Xia Ye immediately pushed back, he quickly glanced around, but unfortunately there were too many people, and he didn't find the guy who found fault.

The more questions asked, the more loopholes there became, so Natsuno hurriedly opened his mouth to divert their attention.

"Anyway, as long as anyone can recognize this strange thing, they can take a thousand gold!"

Xia Ye pointed to the brown sugar.

"Red Sand?"

"Mineral powder?"

"Herbal powder?"

One answer after another kept being thrown.

"Stop, are you fools to be great prophets? don't give such general answers, be specific to the name!"

Xia Ye was speechless, it seems that there is no shortage of clever people at any time.

"You won't even let you touch it, how can you guess?"

The grain store owner squeezed over and kept staring at the brown sugar.

"Isn't it fragrant?"

Natsuno teased.

"Uh-huh!"

The boss nodded busily, then suddenly realized, and called out: "This is food?"

Swish!

Everyone's eyes immediately looked at Xia Ye.

Xia Ye put on a depressed expression, stared at the boss worriedly and vigilantly, and muttered in a low voice: "The Great Prophet said, if no one guesses, give me a hundred knife coins, this guy won't really know, right?"

The sound was not loud, but these people near the boss heard it, so they showed a look of sudden realization one by one, thinking that they knew the inside story.

Especially the owner of the grain store, his eyebrows fluttered, and he squatted directly beside the wooden table, eager to poke his eyes into the brown sugar.

Xia Ye wants to laugh, this is human nature, the boss is now the closest one to a thousand gold, so he naturally has to make persistent efforts.

They didn't know that this muttering was deliberately made by Natsuno to make them hear, which not only explained his original intention of working for the prophet, but also inspired the boss's greed, making the whole thing seem more reasonable.

"Right, you say!"

An anxious tribal warrior urged.

"The general direction is right, but the specific name, he hasn't said yet!"

Xia Ye made a face.

Ooh!

A vote of envy was cast on the grain store owner, which made him even more proud.

After a few minutes, the boss couldn't help but ask.

"Can you taste it?"

The boss thinks that if he has eaten it, he may know.

"This ......"

Xia Ye showed a hesitant expression: "The Great Prophet said that this strange thing is very precious, the yield is scarce, it has the magical effect of moisturizing the heart and lungs, strengthening the spleen and warming the stomach, nourishing qi and replenishing blood, invigorating blood and removing blood stasis, especially for women, it can greatly relieve the stomach pain during menstruation, and taking some after giving birth can help the body recover!"

There was silence, why did this kid with an eye patch understand every word he said, but when it was connected, it was a book from heaven?

However, some people who had read the book showed shocked looks, especially the women, whose eyes flashed with a strong desire to buy.

"I remember, aren't you the son of the first hero Xia Wuyan?"

Someone recognized Xia Ye, and when he said this, everyone understood, it turned out to be one of the Xia family's double wastes who lived in the slums.

The patriarch recognized Xia Wuyan's son as a righteous son, and dedicated the family to King Zhao's secret, although he was given a ban order, but the more this kind of gossip, the bigger it was secretly spread.

"What the hell is this?"

For a thousand gold, thousands of people are racking their brains.

"You can't have made this, can you?"

It's still the girl with the sound of the yellow bird, and asks again.

"Hehe, you're afraid you're out of your mind, right?"

The boss sneered, and the others laughed wildly, because in their opinion, a boy living in a slum can't read all words, and he still makes strange things.