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Zhou Qiaoji led Shen Qing onto another street and into an alley.
On both sides of the alley, various hawker stalls were lined up, displaying a dazzling array of goods.
From fresh vegetables to exquisite handicrafts and mouth-watering snacks, it had everything one could desire.
Warm buns, aromatic pancakes, crispy deep-fried dough sticks—the air was filled with the scent of various snacks, and the sound of vendors shouting their wares echoed continuously.
Children darted and frolicked in the alley, their laughter and play intertwining with the vendors' calls, creating a lively atmosphere.
After passing through this alley and continuing towards Sezhou's Family Mansion, the shadows of the trees on both sides gradually grew taller and deeper.
The number of vendors also suddenly decreased.
It was as if a boundary had been crossed, and beyond that line, not a single vendor could be seen.