I always deeply remember when I was in my childhood. The railway in Taipei hadn’t been underground. There was always an old man vendor sold lots of beautiful stones at the grade crossing near the intersection.
“Wow, how beautiful are these stones! Are
they natural? ” someone passed through usually asked him excited like that.
“Of course, these stones were found in a
mystery cave.” the old man answered.
Gradually, the reputation of the old man
who sold the beautiful stones had spread throughout the town. More and more
people went to buy his stone from far away due to his remarkable fame.
However, it was dangerous and busy when selling something at the grade crossing. The old man did not only spend a lot of time on digging the stone, but also necessary to pay attention to ensure whether or not the train would pass through. The old man could only use the time of the trivial interval to sell the beautiful stones
