Looking for the Stall Owner

"It's time to sell buns! Meat buns!" 

Jiang Ming pushed the food cart to an empty space and stopped. He looked around. 

People were coming and going around, and it was extremely lively. 

When they saw Jiang Ming and Zhu Asi, the expressions of the people around them became strange. 

Jiang Ming found it strange, but he did not think too much about it. 

It was probably their first time setting up a stall. 

"Hey, who allowed you to do business here? This is my territory!" 

Beside him, a bearded vendor pulled a cart toward Jiang Ming. 

"Go find another place to set up your stall." 

Jiang Ming casually glanced at the stall owner and turned his attention to the passersby. 

He had heard that the vendor selling the meat buns would wander around to sell them. He had looked around, but he did not see the vendor. 

The weather was hot, and Zhu Asi kept fanning himself as he kept complaining.