The market's storefronts really had gone on sale.
When Li Long heard the news and went over to look, he found the place rather deserted.
In other words, not many people were interested in the storefronts here.
Although these storefronts were considerably shabbier than Li Long remembered them being in later years, they were just a single row of rooms, with no gates, no second floor, and no additional buildings in the middle. In other words, during the decade from now until the beginning of the new century, these storefronts would undergo another round of demolition and renovation.
But buying one meant owning the property outright.
Living with Sister Yang and her daughter was like living with relatives. Li Long planned to buy one for Sister Yang and another two or three for himself.
He had thought people would scramble to buy the storefronts as soon as they were finished, and he might not manage to get many. He had never expected so few people to turn up once sales began!
Li Long soon realized it was probably because the original market had formed spontaneously, growing out of the Black Market. Everyone felt they had earned their place there through their own efforts, and at first they had not even wanted to pay management fees.
Thinking back to when the relevant county departments first collected management fees, the market had nearly fallen apart. More than half the vendors had simply moved elsewhere.
Later, through a mixture of enforcement and regulation, they had gradually built up this market. But how long had it been? Now they suddenly wanted people to pay for storefronts. Who would be willing to spend that money?
Seeing how deserted the management office was, Li Long felt he could make an investment.
The banner above the office