The rain seemed to have stopped in the morning, so she packed her backpack, put on her rain boots, and grabbed an umbrella. She checked out and headed to the train station. The driver was a familiar face from the previous day, and they chatted animatedly along the way, their words carrying the bitterness of the past year.
Knowing that she would not be back until the next day, the chef recommended that she try the famous mutton rice noodles here, which the state-owned restaurant only serves during breakfast time.
As I got off the bus, the drizzle began to fall again. Holding an umbrella, I went to the train station to find the stationmaster, who found out that there would be no available trains to the capital until a week later.
After paying the deposit and taking the wagon rental order, he went to the post office and called the section chief to tell him that he had received the delivery note for the ore and the wagon had been rented. He would go back next week and asked them to pay attention to the arrival time of the train.
This time she couldn't join the truck, so she had to buy a separate ticket. She found a guesthouse close to the place where the chef recommended to eat rice noodles.
After checking in, I stayed inside. My cold wasn't gone and it was raining. I took some cold medicine, set the alarm, and went to sleep. The alarm rang twice, and I got up to eat some rice noodles.
This trip to Sichuan Province was a huge loss. She didn't get to eat any of the delicious food she could count on her fingers. She didn't dare wander around. If she got into trouble again, her uncle Liu would transfer her to the police station and keep her under his watch.
The steaming hot mutton rice noodles are served, with a delicious soup, a few slices of cooked mutton and rice noodles, which are delicious to eat directly. It is also very delicious when paired with the prepared condiments: chili paste, pepper powder, bean paste, salt and mint leaves.
After eating, I broke out in a sweat, and my cold felt better. I jogged back to the guesthouse, walked around inside, and came out with three lunch boxes. It would be a shame not to take away such delicious rice noodles.
I carried the heavy net bag back to the guesthouse and put it into the space while it was still warm. After checking out, I took a bus directly to the mining area. It was quite far away and would take seven or eight hours to get there. This was when the weather was good. Now it would rain, so there was no guarantee.
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