"Hey, young man, haven't seen you for days. Why haven't you been coming around here lately?"
As soon as Chen Yiyang arrived at the street market, the old man at stall 12 greeted him warmly.
Chen Yiyang hadn't been buying from him recently, causing his sales to drop significantly.
Though it's common to not sell anything from morning till night as a street vendor.
Losing Chen Yiyang, a regular customer, still made the old man a bit sad.
Fortunately, Chen Yiyang showed up today.
Chen Yiyang originally intended to go directly to stall 13. According to the information, this stall was right next to the old man, and now the vendor there was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties or forties.
But due to the old man's enthusiastic greeting, Chen Yiyang decided to go to the old man's stall first.
"Picked up any good stuff recently?" Chen Yiyang asked.
"All genuine antiques," the old man pointed at his stall to introduce to Chen Yiyang.
