By the time they returned to Chen Shi's house, it was already late afternoon.
As soon as the carriage entered the alley, a whiff of marinated aroma could be smelled. The coachman, Uncle Qing, took a few deep breaths and said, "I didn't expect to find such a delightful fragrance here. Whose establishment is this? I would like to buy some to accompany my drinks."
Dabao proudly responded, "This is the smell of my great uncle's Lu Chuan. Uncle Qing does not need to buy any. When we get home, I'll make sure you have plenty to enjoy."
Uncle Qing burst into hearty laughter at Dabao's comment.
When the carriage arrived at Chen San's Grocery, they saw about seven or eight people buying Lu Chuan. Three others were seated at a small table nearby, eating Lu Chuan or peanuts while sipping their drinks.
Dabao enthusiastically invited Qing to try their Lu Chuan. Overcome by the enticing smell, Qing parked the carriage by the wall of the Clan School's backyard.
