By the time Xiao Chen left Alchemist Geng's courtyard, it was still only 9:45 in the morning.
The sun was shining brightly; it was a beautiful day.
With the strong winds gone, the streets had finally returned to their usual bustling state.
Cultivators, who had been cooped up in their homes for days, now poured out onto the streets.
In an instant, the main streets and side alleys were all a sea of people.
It was as if everyone was trying to make up for the New Year festivities they had missed.
Seizing the opportunity, vendors of all kinds lined the streets with their stalls, forming long, unbroken rows.
As Xiao Chen walked down the bustling main street, he couldn't help but feel the urge to buy a few things.
Of course, he wasn't interested in decorations. His attention was focused on the various snacks and delicacies.
"Fresh, crispy fried fish, just out of the fryer!"
"I'll take ten!"
"Special hundred-flavor candied fruit! Selling it cheap!"
"I'll take ten skewers!"
