The sun was radiant and enchanting outside the window. Lu Sheng sat in the restaurant's first floor. He looked down at the streets from the open window and saw a vendor selling sweets. He seemed to be skilled in his trade. His customers lined up by his stall as they waited their turn for their children to make sugarmen.
The waiting customers seemed to fill half of his field of vision from his vantage point. There was a hubbub outside. There were also sounds from crying children.
This was Busaja Town, a true border town. It was bleak and desolate. Hence, a humble sugarmen merchant who was slightly skilled could attract a throng of customers with their children.