They left the residential complex and arrived by the West River.
The sky had long since darkened, and brilliant lights lit up both banks of the West River.
Around the autumn equinox, the nights were no longer as muggy as the days. It was also the weekend, and now, after dinner, the banks of the West River were much livelier than on weekdays.
Stalls of every size sprang up like mushrooms after rain, including Chen Shi'an and Li Wanyin's little stalls.
It was already 7:15 p.m. when they arrived. It was not particularly late to set up, but it certainly was not early either. After all, some full-time vendors had come at three or four in the afternoon to claim spots in advance.
The best spots were clearly out of the question, but fortunately, the entire pedestrian street along the West River had plenty of foot traffic. There was always somewhere they could set up.
"Let's settle here," Chen Shi'an said.
"Here? I was thinking of going a little farther."
Li Wanyin surveyed their surroundings. They were right beneath a banyan tree decorated with colored lights, and there was enough light. A barbecue stall stood to their left, and a phone screen protector stall to their right. The only drawback was that they were fairly far from the scenic spots where tourists checked in and took photos. Although foot traffic was decent, few people specifically lingered along this stretch.
"This spot has good feng shui," Chen Shi'an said.
Li Wanyin burst into a laugh. The remaining spots were all much the same anyway. Since Chen Shi'an said this spot had good feng shui, here it was.
More importantly, she had already recouped her costs back at the residential complex. Every bowl of sweet soup sold from here on would be