In another part of the city old tiger had come along with three trucks, five men and two police officers to move the things from the shop. The policemen had been told that they were here to secure donations that were being sent to different orphanages in the city.
The shop was still closed so they were standing outside, waiting for Mo Rang who old tiger had confirmed was alive, okay and on his way.
The three trucks were parked on one side of the road in the market and they drew the attention of different passers by.
"Did someone make a big sale?"
"Has someone received a big customer?"
Different shop owners asked different questions and they prompted their employees to clean the goods, make them extra shiny so that they could draw the attention of the big buyer.
"Televisions for sale, smart tv's with a guarantee of two years." one clever shop owner started shouting like a vendor on an pen market.
