The night falls, and the gas street lamps cast flickering shadows, illuminating the hurried pedestrians on the cobblestone road.
Although it is already dusk, the vicinity of Covent Garden remains crowded. As for why?
As the Britons' saying goes—God gives people a mouth and also a pair of hands. If the hands need to work, the mouth must eat.
For most of the economically disadvantaged worker population, they don't have leisure time during the day to shop for the week's food. Only in the evening when the factories are resting, do they begin their purchasing at the market on their way home from work.
Even though the remaining goods on the market at this time are not as fresh, correspondingly, the street vendors wouldn't charge the standard price for fresh food either.
For penny-pinching worker families, being able to buy discounted goods, there is nothing more exciting than this throughout the day.
