"Candied haws, sweet and fragrant candied haws!"
"Steamed buns, freshly steamed white flour buns!"
"Freshly collected ground honey, melts in your mouth, sweet to the heart!"
As night fell and the city lights first came on, the streets of West Plain City were even more bustling and lively than during the day.
All the shops along the street hung bright lanterns, and the attendants stood at the doors shouting hard, attracting customers from the passersby.
Peddlers and laborers, car drivers selling beverages, merchants from the east and west, all gathered here!
Zhang Yuan mixed within the bustling crowd, smelling the endless aroma of human life, feeling leisurely and relaxed.
He had been working in West Plain for two months.
But he had never really experienced the local customs of this Dao City!
Zhang Yuan restrained his own aura, blending in with the crowd.
"Little brother."
Suddenly, a little girl carrying a flower basket came up, blocking his path.
