Xiacheng is the last stop for tribes in the north to go to the ancientsen expedition to the deserted land. Therefore, relying on the advantage of the territory, after hundreds of years of development, it has changed from a small tribe to a big city with tens of thousands of people today, with five thousand armors.

A tower of glory stands on Manshi Square, demonstrating the brilliant achievements of the Xia clan in the wars over the years. In addition, it is an important place to publish various news. Over time, this place has become the most prosperous area, with a large number of shops, but they are all based on food, clothing, housing and other things.

"What are you doing?"

The guy looked at Natsuno alertly.

"Buy sorghum cakes!"

Natsuno dressed up in a very arrogant look.

"Didn't you steal it?"

The guy didn't dare to answer. This guy was wearing a coat of silk clothes. Although he was cleaned, he looked like 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. You don't want to live?"

Xia Ye is a vicious person.

"Well!"

The three words "Great Prophet" have suppressed the guest. Such people are generally the second-ranked figures in the tribe, second only to the great clan leader, and have a unique status.

"Prepare it now, don't delay the important things of the Great Prophet!"

Natsuno urged and said loudly on purpose.

"What's the point?"

Inquire, guy.

"You are not qualified to listen!"

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

The people walking here are basically warriors and heroes from various tribes. Unfortunately, spring is just beginning, and if summer begins, there will be more people.

"Who is qualified to listen?"

The boss heard the movement and walked out.

"A wise person can listen!"

If Natsuno says rich people can listen, their style is too low, but if they are wisdom, no one thinks they are idiots, so they can give it a try.

"oh?"

The boss became interested and hurriedly urged: "Tell me!"

But Xia Ye stopped speaking, pointed to the big basket containing sorghum cakes, and pointed to the street.

"Wait for him to move it!"

The boss winked and kicked the guy in the thigh.

Xia Ye sat cross-legged in the center of the long street, with two hill-shaped pancake mountains beside him. People passing by were curious and couldn't help swallowing a few more saliva.

"Fortunately there is no urban management in this world, otherwise I would have been stuffed into the trash can if I didn't wait for me to set up a stall!"

Xia Ye muttered.

"You guy!"

The boss was helpless, but the more he couldn't hear it, the more uncomfortable he felt like a cat was scratching. So he kept urging him, but he didn't know that this disturbance had caused more shop owners on both sides of the street to notice.

Xia Ye went to the timber shop next to him to buy a wooden board and used a stone knife to mark four large characters.

A thousand golds distinguish things!

Tsk tsk!

The owner of the wood shop couldn't help but be shocked and glanced at Xia Ye. The word "Flying Dragon" and "Flying Phoenix" was very beautiful!

Half an hour later, dozens of child laborers gathered together, staring at Bingzi Mountain like a wolf dog while looking at Xia Ye.

"I've heard it all. This is for the Great Prophet. If you do it seriously, you will have some bread to eat tomorrow!"

Xia Ye dared not delay, otherwise these naughty kids who were not in a hurry would have to snatch the sorghum cake and run away.

"You go to the street and shout a word, and say 'Kaojin'. The Great Prophet puts a strange thing in Manshi Square. If anyone recognizes it, give it to the daughter!"

Wow!

Before Xia Ye could finish his speech, the people who had already surrounded him screamed in shock. A thousand gold coins were worth a thousand knives, which could be considered a sky-high price.

"Okay, everyone shouted three times, shouted Tongshun and came over to get the cake!"

The smelting technology of this era is low, and it is very difficult to refine gold, so gold refers to bronze!

In order to eat and for tomorrow's pancakes, my friends worked extra hard and they all shouted hoarse.

"I will definitely demolish this tower of glory within three years!"

Xia Ye did not dare to set up a stall in the center of the square. It was a blasphemy against the ancestors of the Xia family. They would be beaten up and would be executed in severe cases, so he sat on the south side of the square.

A wooden table is piled up with brown sugar particles piled up in a small volcanic shape, and next to it is the wooden board with words, especially the word "Qianjin", which is the most conspicuous.

With these bosses who followed him, Xia Ye didn't have to hawk him anymore, because watching was human nature, so even though he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, the passing people gathered up.

"What are you doing?"

People asked each other, and the boss who knew the reason said it, and then there was another exclamation, "I'm sure you can tell something from a thousand gold coins, this is definitely a big event!"

Mo Wuheng, a girl made by Damo, was studying Tao odes, but was interrupted by the guy who came to ask for leave, and he was a little unhappy.

"Didn't you just hired it the day before yesterday?"

Mo Wuheng was considering whether to change a guy. This guy was often lazy and too lazy to say it himself, it didn't mean he didn't know.

"Well!"

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

"A thousand golds can distinguish things?"

Mo Wuheng rushed to the street curiously and saw a child still shouting. After asking a few questions, she ran to Manshi Square. She was not interested in money, she just wanted to know what that "thing" was!

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

The guy hesitated for a moment, but locked the store and followed him secretly. If he got a thousand knives of coins himself, he would become a rich man.

There are many people who get rich overnight, so nearly a thousand people quickly gathered in the square.

Xia Ye pretended to be calm, but a cold sweat broke out on his forehead, revealing his nervousness. This scene was much bigger than he expected!

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

Natsuno cheered himself up.

"What's the one who's so dark?"

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

"Recognizing this kind of thing, is it really a thousand knives?"

The crowd was full of noisy and discussion, and greedy eyes were crisscrossing. Finally, someone couldn't help but reach out and touched the brown sugar with the courage.

"stop!"

Xia Ye shouted loudly and took this opportunity to speak.

"This is a strange thing given by the Great Prophet. He said, those who touch each other will die!"

Swish!

The guy who reached out his hand immediately shook back in fear. The title of Great Prophet is naturally deterrent.

"Where is the Great Prophet?"

There were also smart guys in the crowd, but unfortunately, there was someone who helped him without Natsuno's answer.

"You are stupid. Do you think the great prophet is a beggar on the roadside, and you can see him whenever you want?"

Seeing someone being defeated, everyone laughed. Indeed, the Great Prophet is the No. 2 figure in the tribe and can't be seen easily.

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

A female voice who was like a crowing oriole questioned.

"How can ordinary people understand when great prophets act?"

Natsuno immediately rushed back and quickly glanced at him for a week, but unfortunately there were too many people and he couldn't find the guy who was looking for trouble.

The more questions asked, the more loopholes there were, so Natsuno spoke quickly to divert their attention.

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

Natsuno pointed at brown sugar.

"Red Sand?"

"Mine powder?"

“Herbal powder?”
To be continued...