At a vendor stall near the southwest gate, there was a tall and lanky man dressed in silk robes. He appeared to be a man in his fifties, sporting a mustache on his long face. He was yelling at the top of his lungs...
In front of him was a strong-looking man in his thirties, wearing blue sleeveless clothes and a pair of straw sandals. He carried a machete on his waist and he was glaring at the old man.
There was a huge basket placed in front him, containing a wooden pot. Inside the wooden pot were a few cans covered by leaves.
From the way the younger man dressed, it was easy to tell that he was a resident of Mount Jade Dragon. These people dressed plainly across the seasons. He was probably selling the wares in his basket. Although there were large stores in the border trading post, there were also some simple vendor stalls to meet everyone's different needs and demands.
