130, Annoying Person

At night, North Street in Los Angeles City was one of the liveliest places.

The road was flanked by ancient Chinese-style buildings, with festive red lanterns hanging along the bluestone pavement.

The street, about a kilometer long, was lined with uniform mobile stalls selling chicken wings, grilled gluten, and more, all lined up heading south.

When the red lights just came on at night, the bluestone pavement was crowded and extremely lively.

In a small Chinese-style alley on the south side of North Street, there was a small courtyard with a sign at the gate: "We pay high prices for Maotai, Cordyceps, Ginseng, Gold..."

An old man in the courtyard had moved a long bench to the gate and was gently wiping the dust off the red lanterns hanging there with a towel while standing on it.

"What's the gold price today?"

A hoarse voice arose behind the old man, who turned around, delighted: "Kid, it's you again!"