After walking out of the traditional Chinese medicine clinic, the sunshine outside made people dizzy. Song Zhiwei squinted her eyes for a while to adjust, and walked along the road towards the market. She had finished eating meat at home, and she just happened to buy some today.

Coincidentally, not long after I entered the market, I met Sister Ma, who was selling chickens. She waved enthusiastically and said, "Sister Song, here she is."

There are two baskets in front of ...