"Well, then I really gotta try it." Hen Zeyu's mom wasn't convinced—she's only seen setups like this at places that scam old people out of money, never at a vegetable stall. This was her first time.
Hen Zeyu's mom headed out after getting Hen Zeyu off to school and finishing the housework. It was almost 9am by then, and she hadn't waited long before the store opened. Everyone rushed in like bees, totally unlike how they act on the bus when they need a seat. Some grabbed veggies, some hurried to pay—their moves were so smooth, you could tell they were seasoned pros at this.
Hen Zeyu's mom had never seen people buy vegetables like this. She was stunned for a second, but she quickly joined the battle herself.
If everyone's grabbing stuff, might as well grab some more. Hen Zeyu's mom squeezed her way through the whole spot, bought a ton of stuff, then paid and left.
Pretty much everyone here shopped like her—they came in empty-handed, left with bulging bags.
