After Huang Dashan left, Lin Wan used a tricycle to pull the four bags of mushrooms home in two trips.
The next day, Huang Dashan came over happily early in the morning. Seeing that the shop wasn't open, he sat at the door waiting.
But as he waited, he felt something was off. It was already past ten, and the store still hadn't opened.
His first thought was that Lin Wan had tricked him. Luckily, he came over again today.
Huang Dashan was visibly angry and was about to leave when he thought better of it and decided to ask the small shop next door.
He generously bought himself a box of two-cent cigarettes, "Big sister, when does this store open?"
"They open in the afternoon, around two or three. Brother, if you want to eat, you'd better go elsewhere first. They run a night market and only operate at night."
"Operating only at night, isn't it a waste to keep it closed during the day?"
