After they washed and took care of themselves, they went to find a dining car to eat.
After having a quick breakfast and returning to the carriage, Zhou Xiang took out the book to read again.
Ling Ran stayed with her quietly. After a while, he took away her book and let her rest her eyes.
Finally, at eight o'clock in the evening, the train arrived at its final destination, Yangcheng.
After getting off the train, Zhou Xiang stretched himself. Riding the train was too tiring, especially in this day and age when trains were too slow.
Ling Ran grabbed her arm and said, "Let's get out of here! It's too chaotic around the train station."
"Then don't grab me!"
"The exit is extremely chaotic. If I don't catch you, you might get squeezed out. I'll let you go once you're away from the train station."
What he said seemed to make a lot of sense, and Zhou Xiang felt that she couldn't refute it.
Ling Ran pursed his lips and smiled secretly in his heart. The small hand in his palm made him feel very stable.
Ling Ran dragged her out of the station exit and dragged her for a while before letting her go.
"Shall we find a guesthouse to stay in first?"
"You're wrong. The South is very developed. They don't call it a guesthouse or a hotel. They call it a guesthouse."
"Okay, shall we find a hotel first?"
"Yes, after you settle in, ask the front desk about the wholesale market."
"Okay, it looks like the hotel is right up ahead, let's go in and take a look."
The two of them entered a guesthouse called Baiyun Hotel. The reason I say that is because it is the same as a guesthouse, except that there is a small service desk next to the registration window.
The waiter was very smart. Seeing Ling Ran's appearance, he immediately greeted the two of them in his poor Chinese.
"Sir, Miss, are you staying at the hotel?"
Zhou Xiang felt a headache about the polite way southerners addressed him, but he couldn't ask them to change their address, so he just had to bear it!
Ling Ran nodded, "I want two of the best rooms next to each other."
"Yes, yes, 306 and 308 are right next to each other on the third floor."
Zhou Xiang handed Ling Ran his household registration booklet. Ling Ran took it and also took out his household registration booklet.
When the waiter saw the household registration book, the smile on his face faded a little.
Those who are still using the household registration book are all from small places, and most of them come to Guangzhou to work. Sure enough, when they open it to register, the smallest place on the address is the town.
Zhou Xiang winked at Ling Ran, and Ling Ran took out two dollars and gave it to him, "Here's your tip. Hurry up and change all the sheets and blankets."
"Okay, okay, it will be ready soon!"
The waiter quickly checked in, collected the accommodation fee, went into the room behind them, took out the sheets, blankets and pillowcases, and carried a bunch of keys, leading Ling Ran and the other person upstairs.
After changing the sheets and blankets in another room and letting Zhou Xiang stay there, Ling Ran closed the door and went to another room with the waiter.
While changing the bed sheets, Ling Ran asked the waiter where he could find a place to buy tiles.
The waiter's eyes sparkled. Although he was from a small town, anyone who was willing to buy tiles to decorate his house must be a rich person.
So the waiter poured out everything he knew.
Ling Ran gave him another two-dollar tip, and he happily left with the changed sheets.
Hearing a knock on the door, Zhou Xiang opened it and saw Ling Ran, and asked in confusion, "What's the matter?"
"I just asked around. If you want to find 'middlemen,' you have to go to places that sell clothing. The newly built Xihu Road Night Market in Guangzhou is where these people hang out."
Zhou Xiang nodded, "Okay, let's go tomorrow afternoon. Have you figured out the route?"
"Yeah! Turn right and there's a bus stop not far away. It's only three stops away."
"Okay! Good night then!"
"good evening!"
Zhou Xiang locked the door, threw his backpack into the space, and went to bed.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to sleep in the space, but there is a special talent next door. If there is no breathing sound in this room, who knows what he will do!
Zhou Xiang was right. Ling Ran had been listening attentively to the movements here. Only after hearing the calm breathing did he feel at ease and pretended to take a nap.
Zhou Xiang wanted to sleep until dawn. When he got up and washed up, he heard a knock on the door. He opened the door and saw Ling Ran with bloodshot eyes.
Zhou Xiang moved aside and told him to go inside. "Why did you get yourself into this state? There's no need. I'm not afraid, so why should you worry? If anyone comes to rob me, I'll just give it to them."
"I'm worried about you. Robbers will just take something if it's hard to rob, and then run away. If they get something easily, they think they can get more later."
Ling Ran walked in while talking. Zhou Xiang suddenly thought of the backpack. Looking at the bed with only a thin blanket, he thought, forget it, he could only ask the backpack to appear in the bathroom.
"Don't worry about anything. The more you worry, the more attention you'll draw. If you keep doing this, I'll really regret bringing you here! It's not like I can't protect myself. You don't trust me, do you?"
Seeing that she was unhappy, Ling Ran quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I believe you, I will change it, I will just treat it as a piece of paper."
"Humph! That's better. Otherwise, don't go on long trips with me in the future."
Ling Ran nodded repeatedly and looked around the room, "Where's the bag?"
Zhou Xiang went into the bathroom, smuggled out a backpack, and threw it to him, "You carry it, so you won't have to worry, right?"
Ling Ran caught it with both hands and hung it in front of his chest, "Yes! I'll carry it on my back."
At least most of the risk was transferred to him.
The two went out to have breakfast and asked the waiter to keep the room as they would come back to stay there in the evening.
The waiter asked them to pay a deposit of ten dollars and gave them a receipt.
Turning right out of the door, Zhou Xiang suggested, "Let's stroll over there and see if there's a teahouse."
"good!"
After walking a short distance, we saw a teahouse packed with guests.
Zhou Xiang stopped and said, "With so many people here, it must be delicious. Let's get in line! There's a night market over there anyway, so we can go there after we finish eating!"
Ling Ran naturally agreed.
As the two walked in, a waiter came up to greet them, "Hello! How many people are there?"
"Two." Ling Ran replied.
"There's a small table for four in the corner over there. Is that okay?"
Hearing that there were seats available and that there was no need to wait, Zhou Xiang nodded repeatedly, "Okay, take us there!"
The waiter led the two to their seats and asked what they wanted to drink.
"Pu'er!"
"good!"
The waiter went to make tea, and all kinds of snack carts began to pass by.
Zhou Xiang waved and the cart stopped. Looking at those beautiful breakfasts, Zhou Xiang wanted to eat every one of them.
Seeing her thoughts, Ling Ran said, "Take what you like. Try one of each. If you can't finish it, I'll be there for you!"
Mm-hmm! He's a big eater.
Shrimp dumplings, siu mai, rice noodle rolls, chicken feet, barbecued pork buns, spring rolls, radish cake, century egg porridge, pumpkin pancakes, glutinous rice chicken, crab meat buns, pork meatballs, steamed spare ribs, multi-grain buns, and tripe.
The table was full, and Zhou Xiang retracted his clicking fingers. The cart waiter picked up the menu on the table and ticked off each one.
The cart left and the hall waiter brought tea in a small basin.
Zhou Xiang poured tea on the tableware in front of him and looked at Ling Ran, "You imitate my moves."
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