Evening at Trang Market: Preparing ingredients to open a shop❤️✌️

Hello, my lovely friends.

That evening at the market in Trang
Today was a special day. After school, I decided to take a stroll through the evening market in Trang, a place I hadn't visited in a long time. Although the atmosphere seemed quiet, I could feel the movement of people and vendors setting up their stalls to welcome customers.
As I walked along the path, I bought ingredients for my shop opening tomorrow or the day after, which was uncertain.

My eyes caught sight of a meatball shop located at the entrance of an alley. The fragrant aroma of fried meatballs wafted into my nose. It was a smell that reminded me of my childhood. I hurried to the shop and immediately ordered a skewer of fried meatballs. The first meatball I tasted had a perfect crispiness on the outside and softness on the inside. And when I dipped it in the delicious sauce, it made me feel like I had traveled back in time to be a child again. This small happiness made me really glad that I had decided to go to the market that evening. I continued walking in the market that was becoming more and more bustling.

Fresh vegetables fill the market. This is Trang's fresh market, a vibrant hub for locals every evening. I strolled through the tightly packed stalls, my eyes mesmerized by the vibrant colors of various greens, including lettuce, kale, and coriander, all beautifully bundled together. Besides the fresh vegetables, there were also fragrant seasonal fruits, including durian, mangosteen, and longkong, piled high on the stalls. The vendors smiled with friendliness, chatted, and recommended fresh vegetables for me to choose from. I felt the simplicity and friendliness, which is the charm of coming to the market, making it not just about shopping, but also about immersing one's way of life. Choosing fresh fruits and vegetables myself made me feel like I was preparing the finest ingredients to create a meal filled with happiness and good health for my customers.

I found my target: curry paste. I walked into this old-fashioned, vibrant shop. It was my first time here. Upon entering, I felt like I had been transported to another world. The pungent aroma of various spices wafted through the air. It was a fascinating smell, and it evoked the imagination of delicious dishes. I quickly headed straight for the curry paste stall. Today, my list was long: Massaman curry, Panang curry, green curry, and Pad Phet. Of course, the must-have was curry paste. Each curry paste was displayed in large, colorful containers, enticing my mouth. The owner, the auntie, smiled and greeted me with a friendly smile. I ordered half a kilogram of each type of curry paste. She skillfully scooped the paste into bags with a ladle and shared some cooking tips with me. It felt like I had discovered a treasure trove.
What impressed me was the affordable price for such high-quality curry paste. It was truly worth it. Once I had everything I needed, it was time to head back to the shop.
Upon returning, I quickly put away my newly acquired curry paste. Excited by this new batch of ingredients, I immediately sat down to write about my evening market adventures for my friends. I hope this short story makes you all hungry and want to go out and find some delicious curry paste, just like I did.

For today, I have to say goodbye, my friends. See you again soon. Thank you for following and supporting me. Thank you very much.