At the market, the vendors watched Ip'id empty out his burlap bag of potatoes. He then yelled over and over, "Come and take what you need!" But the vendors cursed him, saying, "You'll put us out of business with no profits!" But Ip'id continued.
Soon, families with children, old men and women, the crippled and blind stepped forward and took potatoes with necessity. Still the vendors heckled and threatened Ip'id which didn't deter him.
Under the tension, Ip'id's mound of potatoes disappeared by the mouth; and before the sun anchored at mid-morning, he opened his second bag and the same occurred; the vendors retained anger. But Ip'id repeatedly advised they do as he, but they scoffed about profits.
When the market had ended, the angered vendors approached and accused Ip'id of reducing their profits; how can they compete with free food? And how will we feed our families? They said.
Ip'id then said, "Look! This is how." As he pointed to the potatoes the crowd left for them. "As we freely offer and take what is needed, we break the spell of profit and heal starvation."