Chapter 310 Temperament

Chen Fei lowered his head and glanced at himself. The clothes made of coarse cloth felt rough and rubbed on his body. Subconsciously, Chen Fei felt that he hadn't worn such clothes for a long time.

You are a peddler?

Chen Fei put down the pole and just wanted to see what was on both sides of the pole, when the people around him slowly came up and surrounded Chen Fei in the middle.

Chen Fei raised his head and looked at these people with some doubts. Old and young, men and women, all of them looked at Chen Fei with numb faces at this moment, without speaking, just staring straight at him like this.

A strange atmosphere gradually permeated, and Chen Fei's brows could not help but slightly frowned.

"Everyone, is there something wrong?"

A trace of coldness condensed out of thin air, giving Chen Fei an ominous premonition, as if something extremely bad would happen if this stalemate continued.

"How do things sell? We want to buy some."

An old man stepped forward, moved his straight eyes away from Chen Fei's face, and looked at the woven baskets on both sides of Chen Fei's pole. Chen Fei followed the old man's gaze, only to find that his basket was full of large and small fruits.

There are many styles of fruits, big and small, and the intensity of the fragrance of each kind is also very different. In particular, there are a few fruits among them, which are very large and very obvious in the basket.

Chen Fei frowned slightly, the scent of these fruits overflowed, but before the old man turned his eyes, Chen Fei didn't smell any smell.

These fruits seem to come out of nowhere. But when Chen Fei looked at these fruits, he had a very friendly feeling, as if these fruits had a very close relationship with him, and he couldn't give them up easily.

In a trance, Chen Fei seemed to see a figure constantly cultivating among these fruits. Every fruit has a different scene of cultivation.

Chen Fei looked up at the people around him, wanting to say that these fruits are not for sale. But in the dark, there is a feeling that if these fruits are really not sold, something terrible may happen.

Chen Fei was a little hesitant. He didn't want to sell anything at first, but his feeling told Chen Fei that big trouble might happen if he didn't sell it.

With Chen Fei's silence, the cold atmosphere around him began to grow stronger again, and the surrounding crowd's numb expressions began to become a little weird, and the way they looked at Chen Fei became more and more strange.

Chen Fei's body began to tense instinctively, and the ominous premonition in his heart became heavier and heavier.

"How do things sell? We want to buy some."

The old man's sullen voice sounded, and he looked at Chen Fei with a weird smile on his lips. At the same time, Chen Fei found that the people on the street were all looking this way.

It was supposed to be people coming and going, but at this moment they all stopped and looked at Chen Fei in unison.

The hustle and bustle of the street, as if being pressed to pause, the hairs on Chen Fei's body stood up, a great terror swept over Chen Fei's body and mind, making Chen Fei have an urge to run away.

Chen Fei looked down at the fruits in the basket, hesitated for a moment, and picked out a winter jujube from it. Although I don't want to sell it, I'm afraid I can't sell it now.

Chen Fei could only choose the fruit that was the smallest among them and made the fruit that he didn't care about the most.

"Do you want this winter jujube?"

Chen Fei handed the winter dates to the old man. The old man glanced at it, and the gloomy smile on his face disappeared, and he became numb again.

Following Chen Fei's movements, the stagnant pedestrians on the street resumed walking, and they no longer all looked at Chen Fei, and the heavy coldness disappeared instantly.

But the people who surrounded Chen Fei still did not leave at this moment, and their eyes were still fixed on Chen Fei.

The old man took the winter jujube from Chen Fei's hand, and the palms of the two touched lightly. Although they were separated immediately, the cold touch still made Chen Fei's eyes change slightly.

This coldness is not like the temperature that a living person should have. But immediately, Chen Fei subconsciously ignored this thought, as if this kind of coldness was a very normal thing.

The old man took the winter jujube, swallowed it into his mouth, and chewed carefully.

As Dongzao was swallowed by the old man, Chen Fei's breathing stopped suddenly. At this moment, Chen Fei suddenly forgot how to breathe automatically.

But fortunately, breathing is not a problem at all except for subconscious breathing and active control of breathing.

So Chen Fei just paused for a while, and then began to breathe normally and freely, and after taking a few breaths, his body immediately learned how to breathe again.

Everything became normal again.

The old man is biting the winter jujube, the more he bites, the more it feels wrong, there is no sweetness, it seems to be chewing white water, and it is not even as good as white water, just chewing air.

The old man raised his head and stared at Chen Fei. Chen Fei turned his head to look, and the two just looked at each other.

"Not delicious?" Chen Fei asked with some doubts.

When the winter jujube was eaten, Chen Fei thought he would feel distressed, but it seemed that he didn't feel anything strange except that his breathing stopped.

"Sell me another one!"

The old man's face turned blue at some point, his eyes had lost the whites, his dark pupils were staring at Chen Fei, his tone was full of coldness.

"you still want?"

Chen Fei couldn't help being startled, and looked down into the basket, and the winter jujube that disappeared just now appeared there again. Chen Fei subconsciously took out Dongzao and looked up at the old man.

When the old man saw Dongzao, he was stunned with a cold expression. The mouthful of Dongzao just now was like eating air. Eat it again now?

But if you don't continue to eat, you have to give money first.

The old man couldn't help looking at the others, an old woman came out and took the winter jujube from Chen Fei's hand, and at the same time the old man gave Chen Fei a penny.

Chen Fei tugged at the money, feeling a sense of peace of mind. Instinctively, Chen Fei understood that the money was very important to him.

The old woman looked at Dongzao seriously, Dongzao kept changing in the eyes of the old woman, and finally transformed into a figure practicing a set of breathing techniques. The breathing method mobilizes the internal strength of the body and tempers the physical body.

The old woman grinned, threw the winter jujube into her mouth in one gulp, chewed vigorously a few times, and the old woman's smiling face froze.

Nothing was eaten, only the air was chewed, and this winter jujube was like an empty shell with nothing inside.

Chen Fei stood aside, his breathing suddenly stopped. But fortunately, Chen Fei already had experience this time, and took a few breaths on his own, allowing his body to remember this feeling without causing any impact.

Chen Fei subconsciously turned his head to look at his basket, and the winter jujube, which had been sold just now, popped out of the basket again at some point.

Chen Fei's eyes lit up slightly, this winter jujube can be sold all the time, and then there will always be?

Looking at the penny in his hand, Chen Fei seemed to have found a way to get rich all at once.

Chen Fei leaned over and took out the winter jujube, and looked at the people around him, but the people around him seemed to feel something was wrong, and they were all silent. Chen Fei looked at the old man, his face was livid.

Chen Fei looked at the old woman, who fixed her eyes on Chen Fei, but did not say that she would buy this winter jujube.

"Don't like it? Then, do you want this apple?"

Seeing that no one wanted the winter jujube, Chen Fei leaned over and picked a small apple in the basket. The size of this apple is almost the same as that of Dongzao. In a trance, Chen Fei saw a figure waving his hands constantly among the apples.

Waving?

The old man took the apple, and the old woman had to give Chen Fei a penny.

Chen Fei put away the money, watched the old man bite off the little apple, and then swallowed it into his stomach. But Chen Fei found that after eating this apple, the old man did not become happy, but became more and more angry.

Chen Fei could clearly feel this kind of anger standing aside, but there seemed to be some restriction, which made the old man forcefully suppress this anger and did not vent it.

The only thing is, the old man's gaze towards Chen Fei is no longer as simple as ice-cold, and even has a murderous intent in it.

Killing intent?

Chen Fei frowned, just eating an apple, so irritable? Even if the apple tastes bad, it doesn't have to be like this.

Chen Fei didn't forget to breathe this time, but he seemed to have forgotten something else. Chen Fei looked into the basket, but the little apple didn't appear again.

Chen Fei's expression moved slightly, remembering the scene in that little apple just now, and tried to wave his hand.

Under Chen Fei's surprised gaze, a small apple appeared out of nowhere in the basket. Good guy, this basket can really change things out of thin air!

"Apple, does anyone want an apple?"

Chen Fei took out an apple from the basket full of joy, and first handed it to the old man. Under the eyes of the old man who wanted to tear Chen Fei alive, Chen Fei turned to look at the old woman.

The old woman glanced at the old man, but didn't answer, and directly ignored Chen Fei's apple.

"It's very sweet." Chen Fei promoted.

"Do you sell other fruits?" The old woman looked at the other fruits in the basket.

"Sell apples and winter jujubes first." Chen Fei grinned. I don't know if other fruits can be produced repeatedly. This apple and winter jujubes are obviously fine, so they must be sold first.

The old woman didn't answer, but just stared at Chen Fei. Chen Fei didn't care either, it was different from the cold breath just now. Chen Fei found that as long as he was selling fruit, the feeling of threat would not appear.

"Apple, a fragrant and sweet apple. There are also Dongzao, a sweet and delicious Dongzao. Try it and take a look!"

Chen Fei yelled loudly, the onlookers hesitated for a while, and two women came out, each took the apples and winter dates from Chen Fei's hands.

Chen Fei looked expectantly at his basket.

After Chen Fei took a few active breaths and waved his hands, apples and winter jujubes appeared again in the weaving basket, and a smile appeared on Chen Fei's face.

And after the two women ate Chen Fei's apples and winter dates, they looked at Chen Fei angrily as if they had been punched by someone.

This one, eat a piece of fruit, why are you still so angry.

Chen Fei was a little puzzled. After harvesting two cents, Chen Fei leaned over and took out the apples and winter dates from the basket, and turned to look at the people around him. It's just that no matter how Chen Fei yelled, no one came up to take over Apple and Dongzao.

(end of this chapter)