In Sun and Moon City.
Gu An and Chu Meng walked down the street.
Half of the people here are ordinary.
The street vendors are mostly ordinary people, too.
However, there are some things, even if you are a cultivator, that they do better.
For example, simple handmade jewelry.
And then there's peanuts.
"Are these peanuts roasted by yourself?" Gu An asked as he stood in front of a small vendor.
"Yes, sir, would you like to try? Everyone in the ten-mile radius says my peanuts are delicious, fragrant." The little old man said with a smile.
Gu An tried them and found them indeed quite tasty: "They're unique, the fragrance is indeed strong, but the taste is a bit lacking."
Upon hearing this, the little old man looked incredulous: "Sir, if you say that, I can't agree."
"When I talk to people, I have my reasons, and no one in front of us can disagree." Gu An said, taking out a handful of peanuts, "Old man, try these, see if you agree."
