The old woman selling fried chicken legs froze on the spot, staring at Xu Feng with horror. The next moment, with a "whoosh", her neck and arms were all retracted, and she shrank back behind the stall, not daring to move.
After a moment, a ball of black mist floated over quickly and condensed into a human shape in front of Xu Feng. It looked exactly like the old man guarding the plaque of market rules at the market entrance.
Xu Feng showed a surprised look on his face, and looking back, he saw Seg exchanging energy coins with the market guard under the plaque of market rules.
Looking back, the market guard in front of me was exactly the same as the one under the plaque. At the same time, in different locations, two identical market guards appeared.
"Multiple Shadow Clone Technique?" Such a thought suddenly emerged in Xu Feng's mind.
"Are you bullying new customers?" The market guard knocked on the stall of the old woman selling fried chicken legs with his pipe and said expressionlessly: "How many times have I said that customers are God? As long as we abide by the market rules, we must serve every customer well!"
“I didn’t care about your bullying and monopolizing the market before, but after I took over the market, I will deal with this kind of forced buying and selling if I find it!” The market guard spoke righteously, staring at the fried chicken legs stall with his triangular eyes with a fierce look.
“Yes, I’m sorry, Mr. Chen, I was blinded by greed today, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” The old lady at the fried chicken leg stall was no longer as arrogant as before. She looked timid and almost crying, and kept apologizing to the market guard.
"Are you doing this to me?" The market guard knocked the stall hard with his pipe and shouted loudly.
"Yes, yes!" The old woman quickly turned her head, forced a smile, and said to Xu Feng: "This distinguished customer, I am really sorry, I was wrong before, I beg you to forgive me!"
Xu Feng looked at the old woman and waited quietly for a moment. Then a look of surprise appeared on his face: "That's it? No substantial compensation at all?"
If apologies work, what's the point of guarding?
If Xu Feng hadn't stopped his anger at the last minute, he would have probably taken action now. Once he took action, it would violate the market rules and he would be trapped here forever, unable to get out. What's the difference between that and death? Now, if I just say sorry, I'll be fine? "If you can't satisfy the customer and reach a settlement, I will punish you according to the market rules!" The market guard said to the old woman expressionlessly.
Hearing the word "punishment", the old woman visibly trembled, and tremblingly took out a lotus leaf, wrapped ten fried chicken legs, tied them with a thin rope, and handed them to the market guard. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing, just a resentful look on her face.
The other stall owners looked at this scene with sympathetic expressions, and lowered their heads to fiddle with the goods on their stalls.
"Okay, this is her compensation to you, take it." The market guard casually handed the bag of fried chicken legs to Xu Feng and said, "The first 100 stalls in the market only sell food. If you want to leave the maze, you need to go to stall number 500 to find the treasure!"
After saying this, the market guard turned into a ball of black smoke and disappeared.
Xu Feng was holding a bag of fried chicken legs and subconsciously looked towards the market entrance. At this time, the market guard under the market rules plaque took out a toad the size of a human head from somewhere. At this time, Sage was putting his palm into the toad's mouth. After a while, the toad pulled out a number of coins the size of a fingernail. On the front of the coin was a market in the fog, and on the back was the word "Witch".
Xu Feng retracted his gaze and looked at the bag of fried chicken legs in his hand.
"Fried chicken legs, Saint-level food, consumable. Eating them can restore 60% of your health and 30% of your energy. After eating them completely, you can temporarily increase your defense by 30% and your movement speed by 30% for 30 seconds. The remaining chicken bones have a certain chance of revealing Saint-level materials!"
Xu Feng was originally a little dissatisfied with the compensation for this bag of fried chicken legs, but after seeing the properties of the fried chicken legs, his eyes suddenly widened with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Saint-level food, it's actually Saint-level food!" Xu Feng muttered to himself, "This is top-level food that can only be made by a master chef. I didn't expect..."
If this pack of fried chicken legs were put on the Apostle Forum in the real world, it would probably be snapped up by people. The property that "there is a certain chance of obtaining holy-level materials in the leftover chicken bones" alone is enough to make those "gamblers" among the Apostles of the Secret Realm go bankrupt.
Xu Feng had some resentment before, but after seeing the properties of the fried chicken legs, his resentment disappeared without a trace. When he looked at the old lady at the fried chicken leg stall, his eyes became kind.
"Why don't you reveal the properties of this fried chicken leg earlier? Do you still need to force me to buy it? I'll just buy it all for you!" Xu Feng said in his heart.
"Old lady, how much are you selling these fried chicken legs?" Xu Feng took the initiative to walk to the fried chicken leg stall and said with a smile.
"Hmph, I won't sell it!" The old woman glared at Xu Feng and snorted coldly.
Xu Feng's smile froze. Wasn't he forcing the sale just now? Why didn't he sell it now?
Xu Feng was about to say a few more words of advice, but the old woman snorted coldly, rolled her eyes at Xu Feng, and reached out to close the door of the stall with a "snap".
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
"Hiss, is it that necessary?" Xu Feng widened his eyes and looked at the closed fried chicken leg stall with an incredible look on his face.
But soon, a thought suddenly flashed through Xu Feng's mind.
“Since fried chicken legs are holy-level foods, then could the food on other stalls also be holy-level foods? Candied haws, fried chestnuts, and that jelly, dough…” Xu Feng thought to himself, “The first 100 stalls in the Redemption Market all sell food. If they are all holy-level foods, then I’m going to make a fortune…”
Thinking of this, Xu Feng immediately looked towards the other stalls with excitement.
As a result, when Xu Feng looked towards other stalls, almost all of them had closed their doors, as if refusing to do business.
Xu Feng: “…”
...(End of this chapter)