A fine weekend morning....

Started my weekend morning ritual – walking around the market beside my apartment.

I was at the opposite of the road.

Trying to catch the attention of the char kwey kat uncle….

No no.. I just wanna make some order.
The uncle who I bought the durian with all this while saw me instead…

Happily he acknowledged me,
called and waved me over…
I seriously feel the joy of him seeing me..
I was shaking my head (I don wanna buy durian today)
But he still calling..so I walked over…

I see no durian…
Wondering what he wanna sell to me this time..
He started asking me some questions in hokkian…
Showing me a bunch of green banana…

Explain to me about the banana in hokkien…
and I don understand…

"I don want. I cant finish…" in half pass hokkian

Moreover it is very green!

He must have heard it wrongly or I might have mispronounce the hokkian..
he started packing a bunch banana while explaining to me…
bla bla bla…
and hand me the banana…
As though it is free for me…

But as I double confirmed i need to pay
1.5RM which I think got 20 pieces of that bananas…

I have trusted the uncle for the durian quality that he sold me (might be a bit over price sometimes)
So I might as well trust him this time that according to him..
the banana will ‘masak’ 2-3 days later 1 by 1….

My god if it really ripe I gonna eat the banana for the rest of the week…
And I hate banana….
Carrying the banana in hand…
I felt funny myself..
somehow I felt I kena bullied!

OK now here the photos of the banana Day 0

It actually looked greener then i thought..