Wandering around, Ye Tian bought two packs of dried noodles and a bottle of Lao Gan Ma chili sauce. He didn't like stinky tofu; it was too pungent for his nose. This food would do for the next couple of days. He'd figure something else out later.
Carrying an electric rice cooker with the noodles and seasonings inside, Ye Tian started heading back home. The morning market was crowded, mostly with old men and women buying vegetables—this place was cheaper than the supermarket. Some were selling goods grown in their own small greenhouses, which weren't expensive either. Ye Tian got a bag of tomatoes for five yuan, although a few were frostbitten, hence the low price. He paused at a stall selling tobacco leaves; nowadays, rolled cigarettes were a luxury, best to save where you could.
Suddenly, he felt a tug at his waist. A thief!
