I like Chinese markets with their people and bustling activity. In Fuli one could see how the market was not only a place to buy and sell things, but to meet friends, exchange gossip, play cards, watch other people, or get a haircut:
In one corner, a magic potion seller was selling magic potions:
Other people were having lunch or making music.
While these three dudes were probably planning some mischief.
The grandmas remained unconcerned.
On the market, one could buy many things:
It was nice to see so many happy people around. When I was travelling later this summer through some big cities in Eastern China, I often thought that somehow those people from the countryside and the market in Fuli looked so much happier than the masses of people squeezing themselves through the huge air-conditioned shopping malls in China's more developped costal cities.