Driving a car full of friends who are unfamiliar with the area, Lun Chuan drove very slowly.
Old Zhao was making calls, reaching out to people, preparing this and that... Everything was ready, but there was still no sign of the car.
He wasn't worried, anyway, he told the customers it would be at 10:30, and it was still early.
He glanced at the brand-new barbecue cart and various tools, instinctively looking for the two employees from his shop to help clean up, then realized this wasn't the vegetable market.
He stared at the grill, feeling conflicted.
He thought back to the old days, getting up early to wholesale vegetables, setting up a stall in the market; those were not easy times!
Especially selling vegetables, you couldn't slack off. You had to be there every day. Letting old customers recognize your face increased the chances of making a sale.
