I just found out about something today.

Those young girls dressed lightly at night markets or along the river,
aren’t selling hand-shaken lemon tea.
They’re selling the kind of chests that tremble when they make the lemon tea.
Even there are big brothers sending red envelopes and things like that.
If two girls team up, they can split quite a lot of money in a month.
It’s a pity—I used to order, then just play on my phone,
failing to appreciate the scenery right in front of my eyes.