Night had fallen, and the lanterns had just been lit. There was already a vast crowd gathered before Hualing Street's Wurun Pill House.
"Everyone, the Pill Appreciation Convention will be held inside Wurun Pill House for five consecutive days. Everyone can participate. For the fourth and fifth days, there will be an auction of precious pills and medicinal cauldrons on each day. I hope that everyone present can show up at that time." The middle-aged man, who was probably Wurun Pill House's clerk, had a smile on his face as he spoke.
"No matter your status or background, if you believe that you are in possession of an excellent pill, you can take it out for it to be appraised and admired!"
Many onlookers cheered with applause.
As the peanut gallery's natural disposition was to head wherever the bustle was, it could be foreseen that Hualing Street was going to be very lively for the next few days.
