The Old Street market had grown even livelier. By the time Li Long arrived, he could no longer drive the tractor inside. It had become an entirely pedestrian street, with a Vehicle Lot set up outside. Most of the vehicles parked there were bicycles, along with some donkey carts and horse-drawn carts. There were also tractors, but only two.
Li Long drove into the parking area. The attendant gave him a token and told him he could leave the Crank Handle where it was; they would keep an eye on it.
Of course, if he was worried, he could take it with him.
Li Long left it. The crank fitting was universal. Even if he took his own Crank Handle away, anyone who really wanted to steal the tractor could find another Crank Handle and drive it off.
Of course, that would count as a major crime.
Li Long walked inside with the token. At this hour, he wasn't sure whether Dad and Tao Daqiang were still selling fish on Old Street.
He made a circuit. Several stalls sold fish, but he saw neither Li Qingxia nor Tao Daqiang.
Had they not come, or had they already sold out and gone home?
Ke Youmu's Milk Tea Shop was still open. Plenty of people were eating nang and drinking milk tea there, one group coming as another left. There seemed to be both Han Chinese and ethnic minorities.
This market was much livelier than the one in Ma County, with plenty of food, vegetables, and handicrafts for sale. Listening to the fish sellers calling out, Li Long heard that large common carp had already risen to 1.2 yuan.
No wonder Dad and the others sold fish here. There was money in it!
However, most of the fish in Little Haizi were