The first place Jian decided to travel on his journey was the earth kingdom capital city of Ba Sing Se. A place that that the great walls that defended it and seperated the people by class, he had read of the great battles of Ba Sing Se, as well as its reclaimation from Iroh the general who had originally attempted to lay seige to it. Jian walked through the street, and stuck out like a sore thumb on account that he was a air nomad in full attire with a bald head and arrow tattoos. He looked at the shops and merchents selling their goods, he wondered if there were any air nomads selling fruit pies in the city. Stopping and looking at a stand full of flowers he examined them. A single flower amoung them was dying and it need of serious care, the merchent walked up to Jian and told him about the plant "Dont bother with that, its a useless plant, no matter how much I water it, feed it, or take care of it; it will only wilt." He looked at it frustrated. Jian pushed the pot that housed the flower into the shadow cast by the stands roofing. Jian had remembered the plant when it was shown to him by the Nuns in the western air temple. "It prefers the shade, if you keep it there it will not wilt any more" He said smiling. "Thank you, is there anything I can do for you stranger?" He thanked him chuckling. "No, but perhaps you can tell me where to find some decent fruits around here?" He asked in return. "Just go up to road to Zhou's fruits and grocery" He answered. Jian thanked him and walked further up the road