Chapter 803 Two-section bus, caught red-handed (2/2)



As a result, Xing Kai thought he had been forced to leave his hometown, and now that he had returned, he felt emotional.

What a wonderful misunderstanding.

Gu Yunyang didn't explain, but instead changed the subject, saying, "By the way, is the prison familiar with the capital?"

Xing Kai nodded, then shook his head: "I've only been here a few times, and that was many years ago."

"Alright, I haven't been away for long, so I know the capital pretty well. Why don't you come with me? Shall we go eat some local specialties first, or go straight to register?"

Whatever specialties they talk about, it's nothing more than roast duck and hot pot.

It can't be soy milk, can it?

Aside from a few locals, who could possibly adapt to that stuff?

Even for locals, not everyone can adapt.

Gu Yunyang himself didn't like the taste; it felt like something that had gone bad.

Xing Kai glanced at Gu Yunyang with amusement, thinking that this young man had seen through his thoughts and was therefore pretending to be strong.

That's true. I've never been cared for by adults since I was a child.

It's understandable that someone who has grown up strong on their own should be more independent.

"You... never mind, let's go report for duty first. Official business is more important. Besides, what other special features does the capital city have?"

Gu Yunyang smiled and said, "That's true. Let's go report for duty first. After we finish our business, we can do whatever we want."

After a pause, Gu Yunyang led Xing Kai out of the station, skillfully found a bus, and said to Xing Kai, "Actually, it's nothing much. In the past, there was roast duck from Bianyifang, hot pot from Donglaishun, pea flour cake from Xiangguosi, and braised pork offal from Beixinqiao. That was about it. But those are all from the past; they're less common now."

Private businesses are no longer allowed; some are now joint public-private ventures, but supplies are limited.

Gu Yunyang said quietly, "But I know a few private restaurants. I'll take you to try them sometime."

So-called private kitchens are restaurants that are secretly run by individuals.

The ingredients were probably sourced from the countryside and were not part of the original plan.

Otherwise, with only a few meat coupons each month, where would we get food for our guests?

Xing Kai was taken aback, but quickly understood what "private kitchen" meant.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but couldn't get the words out.

Although Gu Yunyang was a brigade cadre, he had a very hard life back in the capital.

Perhaps that's why it got associated with private kitchens?

Furthermore, he also obtained some premium grain through Gu Yunyang.

You can go directly to a private kitchen, but there are still some differences.

Xing Kai opened his mouth, wanting to say something but couldn't.

Gu Yunyang smiled and said, "Don't worry, everyone knows what's going on with private kitchens. It's all part of the story. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to open one, or last long."

Even dogs have their own code of conduct; those who can survive in the capital all have their own unique skills.

They either have connections or a powerful background.

Just then, the bus arrived, and Xing Kai, not wanting to say anything more, followed Gu Yunyang onto the bus.

At this time, there are few buses, and many people get on, making it very crowded.

Fortunately, it was a two-section bus with three doors: front, middle, and rear.

Board at the front or back door and get off at the middle door.

There was a ticket seller at both the front and back doors.

Gu Yunyang and Xing Kai came up one after the other. Gu Yunyang took out two cents, handed it to the ticket seller, and said the destination: "Two people."

The other party took the money and gave him four cents back.

Gu Yunyang felt quite nostalgic after receiving four one-cent paper tickets.

After putting away the four cents, Gu Yunyang was about to say a few words to Xing Kai when he realized that because he had arrived late, there were no seats left on the bus.

As soon as he turned his head, he frowned.

Then, he reached back and grabbed a small hand, which was still clutching a few small bills, including the four one-cent bills that had just been given as change.

"Kid, if you steal from us, you've stolen from your ancestors."

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