In the afternoon, Zhang Yahui, Bao Xu, and Liang Qingfan finished their inspection for the site of the snack market and returned to Sloth Apartments' office.
"Therefore, after some consideration, this agricultural market is still more suitable."
"What do you think of this place?" Liang Qingfan looked at the two of them.
Bao Xu and Zhang Yahui nodded. "Yes, we don't have any objections either. We'll set it here."
The farmers' market was even more deserted than they had imagined. Small merchants selling various products were setting up stalls here. Everything was piled up everywhere. The environment could be described as dirty and messy.
What's more, whether it was the vendors or customers in the farmers' market, they were mainly middle-aged and old people. Basically, they were old residents who had lived in the vicinity for decades and came here to buy vegetables every day.
