South City, alongside the bustling street.
Ji Shuyuan carried a woven sack and a table, setting them directly down by the street.
On the table, he took out items one by one from the sack at his feet—various hair clips, and beautiful scarves. He found a stick and made a rack for hanging scarves himself. The colorful scarves fluttered in the wind, catching people's attention.
The street he chose was popular among locals; everyone in South City liked to stroll here, and the crowd was huge. While he was still setting up, someone came over to ask about prices.
"How much are your scarves?"
Ji Shuyuan paused as he arranged his things, glanced at the scarves, smiled, reported the price, and added, "These are goods I brought in from Ningbei. My cousin studies over there. These are the trendiest scarves from Ningbei."
