The Journey of an Ou

This is a young man about 1.83 meters tall. His slender figure, even more standard than a model's, makes his rough burlap work clothes look like a finely tailored handmade suit. His raven-like, dull black hair is slightly curly and styled with an old-fashioned thick fringe that completely obscures the upper half of his face. Coupled with a pair of aesthetically questionable oversized black-rimmed glasses, it's almost impossible to see what he actually looks like.,As soon as you entered, you were greeted by rows of shelves arranged in six columns. Two of the shelves were relatively newer looking. Almost one-third of the shelf space was empty, and what was there consisted mainly of low-quality everyday items, cheap instant snacks, and some wilting fruits and vegetables. The truly valuable goods, such as cigarettes and fine liquor, were locked away behind a counter made of thick, sky-blue glass.,“Ten boxes With our store's traffic, do you want to sell until 2009, old man This is a 1982 Dadamir, and this is a 1999 Silu. You're being arrogant!”。