Chapter 520 Big Foot Guesthouse
Although the texture of winter melon is average, the taste is still good.
The two of them never thought that they could get the seeds at the restaurant.
Because seeds are generally controlled by farms or officials, especially this kind of crops that are not passed on to outsiders.
No one at the Penglai base had heard of the new type of winter melon. As for Feng Province, Han Ying and the others didn't know about the existence of winter melon at the time, so they didn't ask.
But I still have to give it a try and ask how to get to the guesthouse.
Han Ying raised her hand and called the proprietress: "This is delicious. I want to order two more to eat at home in the evening."
"The little girl is an expert. My husband can't do anything else, but he is really good at using a spatula."
When the proprietress heard the praise for her restaurant's dishes, a smile immediately appeared on her face.
"This winter melon is really rare. This is the first time we have eaten it. I just don't know if the boss lady has kept the seeds that she dug out. I will buy two from you at a high price."
Han Ying handed the 100 points for two servings of winter melon to the proprietress again, and then asked in a low voice.
When she heard that she wanted to buy seeds, the lady boss's face suddenly changed, "Little girl, there were no seeds when the winter melon was delivered, and we can't get them."
When Han Ying saw the proprietress's face change, she knew that the plan was ruined.
But she was not disappointed, after all, it was expected.
"No, forget it. I'll come to your restaurant when I want to eat."
"By the way, Madam Boss, we just arrived here today. The person collecting the tolls gave us an address. I want to ask how to get to this address."
The address of the guesthouse was definitely not a secret, so Han Ying didn't need to hide it and could just ask directly.
"Oh, here... Go down this way and you will reach the main street. Just keep walking along the main street. You will see it when you enter the fork at the... 1... 2... 3... 4... oh, the 7th road. If you can't find it, just ask around and everyone will know it."
The proprietress glanced at the address on the paper and counted on her fingers while thinking.
"Okay, thank you, Madam Boss. Your dishes are delicious. We will come again next time."
Nice words don't cost money, so Han Ying felt no burden at all when she said them.
After hearing Han Ying's words, the proprietress looked around and saw that there was only one table at the back of the store that hadn't finished eating, so she lowered her head and whispered:
"Little girl, I like you, so I'd like to tell you a few more words. Don't go around the village shouting for winter melon seeds. Ordinary people can't get seeds. Even if someone wants to sell them to you, don't believe them. They are either fake or cooked and can't sprout."
There is a supply of winter melon in the village, but it is limited in supply and the winter melons we buy each time are not whole.
All were cut in half, and the sacs inside were gone.
I have heard before that many people from outside want to buy winter melon seeds, so some villagers want to make money from them and sell some fake seeds to those people at high prices.
Later, as they were selling, people realized that they were fake and it became difficult to sell them.
So the ripe winter melon seeds appeared, and no one knew from whom they came.
I heard that the winter melon seeds grew as big as peanuts, and none of the outsiders who bought them could grow them. They dug them out only to find out that they had been cooked before being sold to them.
Han Ying didn't expect the boss lady to say this to her. She nodded like a chick pecking at rice, "Yeah, thank you, boss lady. I understand."
Seeing that the little girl had listened, the proprietress took the 100 points and went into the kitchen.
After a while, two portions of stir-fried winter melon were packed up. "I made a big portion for you. Remember to come back next time you want to eat it."
Han Ying took it with a smile and put it in her backpack, actually putting it in the space basement.
The two of them had almost finished the food on the table, said goodbye to the proprietress and walked out of the restaurant.
The weather was too cold and I was afraid the car would be difficult to start, so I didn't turn off the engine when I got out.
The vehicle started moving again, and Lu Yuan walked along the main street as the proprietress had instructed.
Drive slowly because you have to pay attention to the side roads along the street.
There are forks on both sides of the main street, so look both ways.
There are quite a lot of people on this main street, and I even saw people shopping on the street for the first time in a long time.
There are many shops on both sides of the street. Han Ying looked carefully and found clothing stores, barber shops, massage parlors, department stores, handicraft stores, restaurants, etc.
There are actually quite a lot of types of shops. I don’t know who is the person in charge of Wangshan Village. He must be a talented person to be able to manage a village like this in the apocalypse.
When we counted to the seventh fork in the road, we didn't turn in immediately, but looked outside first.
There seemed to be a bend inside the fork, so you couldn't see very far from the outside.
Lu Yuan simply drove the car straight in, but slowed down a bit.
As they walked in, the two of them looked carefully at the buildings inside. In addition to some people shoveling snow on the roadside, there were a few people wrapped tightly, who seemed to be...strolling on the road?
They didn't see anything special along the way, so they thought about walking a little further. If they couldn't find it, they would get off the car and ask someone.
After driving about fifty or sixty meters forward, we saw a wooden board nailed to the wall on the first floor of a building, with the words "Big Foot Guesthouse 50 meters ahead" written on it in eye-catching red letters.
Who named the shops in Wangshan Village?
Is there no one to take care of it?
The note Wang Dazhuang gave only had a name and address written on it, but not the name of the guesthouse.
Could it be that he didn't write it because the name of this guesthouse is not good enough?
When Han Ying saw the name of the guesthouse, the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily.
If the middleman hadn't been inside, she would have definitely turned around and left when she saw the name.
"Maybe the owner of the guesthouse has big feet? This name is quite descriptive and has a doomsday style."
Lu Yuan also thought that the name was too magical. Seeing Han Ying's twitching mouth, in order not to affect their mood for checking in, he still helped to say a few nice words.
As soon as Lu Yuan finished speaking, they arrived at the Big Foot Guesthouse.
It is a small building with 8 floors. The lower 5 floors should be the original floors of the building, and the upper 3 floors should have been added after the end of the world. The colors are slightly different.
There is a sign next to the gate that reads "Big Foot Guesthouse".
Park the car outside first.
Han Ying and Lu Yuan got out of the car and walked into the guesthouse.
I opened the door and it was actually quite warm inside.
Han Ying saw a set of radiators and a charcoal stove in the small lobby.
And there was a light on overhead, indicating that the building had electricity.
“Long-term or short-term rental?”
As the two walked in, a voice came from behind the counter.
From the sound of it, it's a female.
"How do you rent it?"
Han Ying looked at the woman behind the counter. She was in her thirties, wearing a Lei Feng hat on her head and a scarf wrapped directly under her nose.
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