The man just made Kun in a stall on the sidewalk

A table was placed on the edge of the sidewalk in the central Yangon. And a young man wearing a vivid waterly T-shirt took the table to himself. His longyi was a blue-and-aqua checked. Some betel leaves were kept wide open on it. And he sprinkled the content of a small can on the leaves. He was just making Kun. He was a kun seller and was on duty now. At any rate, the local people like to chew Kun so much. The Kun sellers like him did business everywhere in the city. The Kun could be in high demand in this country.

He made effectually while carrying a small bag in the crook of his arm. Yet he didn't seem happy. He looked as if he was bored. I thought he could attract much more customers if he worked much more happily.