Chapter 123 - ...sorry dad. (1/2)
”The gang huh,” Tale smirked.
Su Yan shrugged before laughing at the remark.
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The night market, just like the name entails was simply traders who came out to sell out their stock left over from the days work. Prices were slashed almost down 80% just to get people to buy things off. They were mostly thrifted clothings and antiques or as it's called here 'okrika' items but that was the fun of it for Tale and Precious as they got to the market keeping Su Yan right in their middle.
”You two know you are half my size right and do not exactly look like my body guard in any way shape or form,” Su Yan felt the need to remind them.
”Keep quiet and follow our lead or you could get robbed,” Tale replied.
”As expected, I left all valuables in the car,” Su Yan said proudly.
”What other valuables do you have?” Tale asked confused, remembering they left the house with almost nothing other than money.
”My...”
”Ssshhhh,” Precious cut him off. ”Say nothing, ears everywhere,”
”Let's shop!” Tale announced. People were starring and have been since they got down from the car. As usual they wondered what a foreigner was doing there.
They had only gotten to the first store when two traders carried their goods to them.
”Madam you no go buy for your oga?” They asked Tale in pidgin language trying to persuade her to get Su Yan something.
”Leave us alone!” Tale screamed almost angrily at them.
”We know wetin we wan buy, Abeg leave us alone,” Precious felt compelled to add, more angry than Tale had sounded and with that they left them alone.
”What was that about?” Su Yan asked.
”They see you and believe you should have a trailer load of cash to buy out their entire stock is all,” Tale explained. ”If you are uncomfortable we can leave,” She added. Precious who was listening waited on his answer too.
”No way, let's do this,” Su Yan said happily. He may never experience this again and tonight might be his one shot. He shopped designers only back home, stores would close for hours just to let him pick out his items. Tale didn't care about designers and the obvious reason could be because she couldn't afford it but it wasn't that. He knew people who lived well above their means and running into debts chasing after the ”fine” things of life. Tale didn't care, she could be looking at a Rolex and it wouldn't mean a thing to her. To her it was just a watch, a beautiful watch. He knew because she had said exact words about his.
This was way beneath his station and his family will cuss if they found him in a place like this, but what was their life. The faces here had smiles on them, selling and buying and lots of people talking all at once.
”Su Yan look,” Tale held up a worn out denim trousers, ”what do you think?” She was smiling like she really just attained something so monumental.
He thought she could do better. ”No way,” he replied after studying it.
”What? I fought for this,” Tale said sadly. Precious's voice rang out loudly as she argued with another customer for a short.
Tale laughed. ”It's literally a jungle out here as you can see, if you don't feel comfortable —”
”Stop,” Su Yan took the trouser from her and threw it back into the pile as he dragged her along to another stall selling slippers and shoes.
”Let's do this!”