With the purchasing system in hand, he is worshipped as a god by international students

Before entering the village, the car drove into a very winding mountain road.

Soon, we drove out of the mountains that blocked our view, and saw the sunlight breaking through the clouds and shining on the green land.

Drive along the main road and enter the outskirts of the town. Cars cannot drive into the town because it is all bluestone roads and the road surface is relatively narrow.

Qiu Ling paid the taxi fare and walked into the town with Luo Xiaoyu, each dragging a large suitcase.

Some of the houses in the town are shops and some are residences.

There are not only a variety of shops, and the overall feeling is much more prosperous than the small fishing village of Haicheng. There are creative coffee shops opened by young people, a retro and quiet corner bookstore, a small restaurant with very simple decoration, a boutique shop selling handmade accessories, a farmer's market hidden in the center of the town, and a private hotel with a Hui-style building on the outside but a renovated interior.

Going deeper into the town, Qiu Ling discovered that there were quite a few people traveling here. Some were walking around and taking pictures with cameras, some were sitting at the intersection with paintbrushes to reflect their inspiration, and some were paying for dried eggplants handmade by old ladies on the roadside. This place looked completely uncommercialized and had a primitive beauty.

Halfway through the walk, I saw the owner of a small shop cutting steamed cakes sprinkled with chopped green onions. I couldn't help but buy a piece for only 1 yuan. It was a thin, milky white cake with a spicy, springy texture. It was served with chopped green onions and beans. It was very tasty.

After walking a few steps, I found another steamed cake shop. The steamed cakes here are thick, with minced meat, dried bamboo shoots, and beans added to them, and then brushed with chili. The texture is soft and salty, and more filling.

Qiu Ling and Luo Xiaoyu shared the food. After eating two large pieces of pancakes, they were 3% full.

After walking across the stone bridge, you will arrive at the only five-story building in the town. The exterior walls are covered with tiles and there are several symmetrical floor-to-ceiling windows. Although there is no deliberate design, it still does not fit in with the surrounding old-fashioned buildings.

There is a recommended check-in sign at the front desk of the hotel lobby.

Qiu Ling asked for a suite, while Luo Xiaoyu asked for a standard room.

The suite is spacious and clean, and the built-in equipment cannot be compared with the star-rated hotels in the city, but looking out of every window, you can see the beautiful scenery of mountains, tree-shaded streams, this is Jiangnan.

Just imagine, you wake up in the morning, the sun is rising, the bright sunlight shines on the green trees, the breeze is gentle, blowing the branches and leaves, the light and shadow on the water surface swing left and right, someone is washing clothes upstream, stirring up ripples on the water, at this moment the sunlight dances with the stream, the waves are sparkling, and the heart is peaceful.

It's perfect for cleansing the soul and for miserable workers to come here and relax and daydream.

Qiu Ling even wanted to build a house here, where he could spend his days fishing, growing vegetables, daydreaming, watching TV, and shopping, and sleeping at night. He couldn't imagine how comfortable it would be.

There was no vegetarian meal in the temple today, so Qiu Ling donated some money and had lunch at a small restaurant by the stream. The steamed pork with rice flour was glutinous and slightly spicy, and the mapo tofu was spicy and tender, salty and fragrant, and delicious. Two bowls of rice was enough. There was also the signature local chicken pot developed by the boss. The chicken was caught and killed right under Qiu Ling's eyes. Fresh bamboo shoots and secret sauce were added to it, and it was stewed in a pressure cooker for 50 minutes. The salty and delicious sauce was completely absorbed into the chicken. The chicken was tender and the bamboo shoots were crisp. The sauce was mixed with rice, and it was so delicious that it could be nominated for World Heritage in Qiu Ling's heart.

No matter how famous a Michelin restaurant is, it’s not as good as this signature pot of free-range chicken!

Qiu Ling: What I said! Guaranteed!

The portions were huge and both of them were full, with half of the food still left. In line with the principle of not wasting anything, Qiu Ling packed it up and took it back to the hotel. She gave the front desk some money so that she could help heat it up when she wanted to eat it.

Afterwards, Qiu Ling shook off Luo Xiaoyu and sneaked back to the store, "Boss, another serving of the signature chicken pot, take it away! And two servings of white rice. By the way, what time does your store close?"

"eight thirty."

"Then I'll come and get it at eight o'clock." Qiu Ling paid the money and went shopping happily.

The town not only has a commercial area that can meet daily necessities, but also has undeveloped scenic tourist areas. The green mountains and forests are shrouded in clouds and mist, creating a natural and hazy beauty. The fragrance of springs and trees is filled in your breath, and you feel your lungs are cleansed.

"Ms. Qiu, come here and I will take a picture of you!" Ever since Luo Xiaoyu was equipped with a camera, she has fallen in love with photography.

My photography skills improved day by day, and I added some composition and lighting. "So beautiful! Yes, yes, this pose is very beautiful! Keep your chin down, my god, this is definitely the best-looking portrait I have ever taken in my life!"

Her little mouth was chattering as if it was covered with honey, pushing the emotional value to the top. Qiu Ling posed for a while and took at least 300 photos in one place. Luo Xiaoyu adjusted the parameters and every scene was sunny, as if the Qiu Ling in the photos was more in line with the age of 19 than she was in reality.

Qiu Ling selected 300 photos from the 70 photos, and said to Luo Xiaoyu in high spirits, "I'll take a few photos for you, too."

"May I?"

"Go stand there quickly. The sun is shining brightly now."

Luo Xiaoyu hung her bag on the tree next to her, found an open space with a green mountain backing, and started posing in various ways.

Qiu Ling took hundreds of photos, and Luo Xiaoyu took one and paused.

Qiu Ling pushed her arm and asked, "How is it? How is it?"

Luo Xiaoyu had a strange expression on her face, hesitating to speak. Finally, she put aside her conscience and said, "Actually, it's not bad. The whole body was photographed, hahahaha."

That means it wasn't a good shot.

This is normal, after all, no one is perfect!

Qiu Ling happily brainwashed herself and then had a crazy afternoon of fun.

It was gradually getting dark, and just after 8 o'clock, the town that was bustling during the day became completely deserted.

Qiu Ling tricked Luo Xiaoyu into going back to rest, and then she ran to the small restaurant by the stream to get the signature local chicken hotpot that she had ordered during the day.

She looked at a large casserole and two bowls of tightly packed rice and fell into deep thought, "Don't the store have take-out boxes?"

"We don't have those things in our store. It's okay, just take the pots and bowls away. We can return them when we open at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning." The boss said readily.

Send? I definitely can't send it back.

Qiu Ling silently took out 300 yuan and said, "Can you sell me the clay pot and bowl together? And give me a plastic bag? It would be better if the bowl and clay pot are sealed tightly."

The boss and his wife looked at each other in silence. They both thought they were hallucinating.

"Is it necessary to do this?" the boss confirmed again.

Qiu Ling nodded.

Finally, the boss took out the aluminum pot he used to boil water, poured the signature chicken pot in the casserole into it, then put a steaming rack in it, placed the rice bowl on top, covered the pot with a lid, and tightened it with a hemp rope, leaving a handle for Qiu Ling to carry it away. It only cost 120 yuan to get such a practical outer packaging, which was put into the system by Qiu Ling halfway when no one was around.

Chinese chat group.

I must be very popular: [Oi, new products are available. ]

Liu Bo, the big man: [No, I'm still in class! Please! ]

Smecta sauce: [It’s already 9 o’clock in the evening here, just right for a midnight snack, hehe. ]

A pile of waste: [If I can grab it, I will end the disco immediately! ]

Guima Motorcycle: [I want to eat it. Can it be put on the shelf today? ]

Qiu Ling returned to the room and felt everyone's enthusiasm as soon as she opened the system: [Get your hands ready. ]

From the moment he ate this pot of signature chicken soup, Qiu Ling had an idea in his mind and deliberately kept a record of the number of [copies] for today.

The price is...100 yuan.