March 12, 2011: Our first stop was at a Formosan Aborigine-themed neighborhood, where we were lead into a shop that hawked Royal Jelly and other dried goods, be they honey, deer parts or giant mushrooms. The proprietor was dressed in tribal costume, and after he finished his sales pitch we heard a buzzing sound. Several ladies rushed out from behind the back doors and counters to try and close the sale. One of the seniors even engaged in some flirting by showing his saleslady some ballroom dance moves. Not sure if he actually bought anything, though.
