South City, beside the bustling street.
Ji Shuyuan carried a woven bag on his back and a table, setting it up directly by the street.
On the table, he took items out of the bag at his feet one by one, various types of hair clips and beautiful scarves, which he displayed using a stick he'd fashioned into a scarf rack. The colorful scarves fluttered in the wind, drawing a lot of attention.
The street he'd chosen was one that the people of South City loved to stroll through, teeming with pedestrians. Before he'd even finished setting up, people began asking for prices.
"How much for this scarf?"
Ji Shuyuan paused in arranging his goods, glanced at the scarves, and, with a smile, quoted a price. Then he added, "These come from Ningbei. My cousin is studying there, and these are the trendiest scarves in Ningbei."
