After parting with Cheng Haizhong, Qin Xi and the other two started shopping in town.
Qin Xi suggested buying a tricycle. It was very useful when it came to moving vegetables around.
Han Dazhu felt that it was feasible, so the three of them came to the only bicycle shop in town.
The shop was not big. There were five bicycles outside. In the middle was a brand new tricycle.
Han Dazhu's eyes lit up. He looked at the brand new tricycle and was about to go forward to touch it when he saw a bald middle-aged man with a big stomach walk out of the house.
He was wearing a tank top and flowery pants, and a pair of tattered slippers. He held a straw fan in his hand and fanned himself from time to time.
"Hey, old man, are you buying it or not? If you're not buying it, don't touch it. Let me tell you, my bicycles are all very expensive. If you break it, you have to pay!"
The bald man said disdainfully.
