Chapter 3 Yuxi

  The train stopped all the way. After nearly 24 hours of tossing, it finally came to Kunming, which was the last stop.

In fact, such a long road plane is a better choice, but since his parents, the plane has become a taboo for Xu Guangling, not because he is afraid of crashing like his parents, in fact, the probability of that is extremely small, if there is the same thing If it happened to Xu Guangling, then one had to suspect something called "predetermined destiny".

  Xu Guangling simply resisted, because it would make him fall into nostalgia and sadness irresistibly.

  After meeting at the train station, the three of them took the silly Grand Cherokee to Yuxi.

  Yuxi is an urban area next to Kunming. Compared with Kunming, which is a well-known place in the country, it is a bit small and not many people know it. Maybe smokers will be more familiar with these two words? Because both Yuxi and Hongta Mountain originated from here.

   However, the three of Xu Guangling did not smoke.

Xu Guangling does not drink alcohol and tobacco, and is only limited to one bottle of beer, which is quite in line with his online name of "beer is too thin to drink". Dasha is fond of beer, and drinking five or seven sticks a day is nothing to do. In fact, he is an alcoholic. This gentleman always keeps a few 200ml bottles of liquor with him.

   We started from Kunming Railway Station at 6 o'clock in the evening and arrived at Yuxi before 7 o'clock. It can be seen that when Dasha mentioned Fuxian Lake before, he said that he was a local, which made some sense. However, Fuxian Lake is not in the urban area, but in CJ County below, specifically, between Chengjiang, Jiangchuan and other counties.

  The urban area of ​​Yuxi is a quiet town with a small area. It doesn't take much time to get from one end to the other, and the first impression of this city on Xu Guangling is that it is clean.

  If you go to many places, the temperament of belonging to a place can be clearly felt. After walking around the city for a few laps, words such as spaciousness, cleanliness, tranquility, and comfort came to Xu Guangling's mind, and even before he got out of the car, he fell in love with the city.

   This is actually quite rare for Xu Guangling.

It may not be because of how good this place is. I can only say that it may be because he has a good affinity with him, just like he became friends with the accompanying Dasha Jiazi. In fact, they don't know much about each other, but it was love at first sight. Well, of course, not to engage in base.

   Xu Guangling almost fell in love with this city at first sight.

   People who have traveled a lot have a common problem, that is, they tend to act intuitively, and it turns out that this intuition is quite reliable in many cases. At this moment, his intuition was telling Xu Guangling that this place was good and he liked it. Because of this, he had only just arrived, and he had the idea of ​​staying here for a while.

Later, Xu Guangling learned that Yuxi people have always had the saying of "hometown treasure", that is, the hometown is the treasure, and the hometown is good everywhere, but at the same time, it is not good anywhere in the outside world, no matter how good the place is, it is awkward to stay. .

   Better go home.

   This is of course a mixed bag, of course, not mentioned here.

  It was getting late, so I found a hotel to stay, and at night, the three of them went out and found a barbecue stall on the street to kill time.

   Lamb skewers are not ordered, and the reason goes without saying. In fact, except for a few places in Qinghai and Inner Mongolia, Xu Guangling has rarely ordered mutton skewers in other places.

   Even if the shopkeepers are conscientious, the ingredients are authentic, and the roasters are decent, most of them taste like chewing wax in the mouth.

   Not to mention anything else, just cumin is different. A master once told Xu Guangling: "Cumin, I only use cumin from there (a certain place), and those produced in other places are not well-balanced."

   Of course, talking about Zhou Zhenghe delicious food at this kind of roadside stall is purely a fantasy, and my brain is flooded. Not to mention Zhou Zhenghe’s delicious food, he can’t even pass the most basic hygiene test. Taking this roasting stall as an example, the oil is of inferior quality at first glance. Xu Guangling can even basically judge its price. The price will surprise many uninformed people.

   But the three of Xu Guangling didn't care about this.

   There are many places to run, and it is inevitable to suffer losses. No matter how rotten they have eaten, what is it?

At this time, at this barbecue stall, it is not for eating barbecue, but as mentioned above, just to kill time, so the three people ordered not many things, but beer, they just brought a box over, most of them, Dasha is responsible for the small part, Jia Gongzi is responsible for it, and Xu Guangling is responsible for one of the bottles.

   asked the stall owner, the price is 8 yuan a bottle.

   It is said that for beer all over the country, no matter what brand, no matter what occasion, no matter what the price, the purchase price of beer should not exceed two yuan. Regarding this point, the true and false are unknown, and there may be small discrepancies, but beer should indeed be the most profitable thing in this kind of stall.

   The three chatted while eating and drinking, and there was nothing worth talking about.

Xu Guangling has goods in his stomach. Although Dasha is named Dasha, he has actually traveled all over the country, and he has traveled a lot abroad. He has set foot in far more places than Xu Guangling, and Jia Gongzi is several famous magazines. The columnist of , whose essays on travel and food are popular.

   However, the three of them are not flamboyant, so what they talk about is quite light, but of course it is not boring. Then they briefly discussed tomorrow's itinerary. First of all, of course, they went directly to Fuxian Lake. As for how to go there, it depends on the situation.

   Based on the reputation of Fuxian Lake, the three of them did not actually have high expectations. To be more precise, the three of them had basically no expectations.

  No expectations, no disappointments.

   And if it's really good there, it's a surprise.

   The night passed, and after breakfast the next day, the three started to go to their destination. Modern travel is so convenient, you don't even need to ask for directions, the GPS is directly guided, and you can't go wrong. When they came to Fuxian Lake, the three of them sat in the car with the window open, and circled the ring at a slow speed. The lake road goes slowly.

  Fuxian Lake Ring Road, 94 kilometers in total.

Not long after the car dealership, a large group of people whizzed past behind them. There were as many as forty or fifty people. They looked like high school students. They should have been swimming around the lake on bicycles. And then, sprinkled with laughter and sunshine all the way.

   Watching this scene, the big idiot who was driving shook his head slightly.

   Young Master Jia asked, "What's wrong?"

   Xu Guangling replied, "I'm getting old."

   Then, the three of them looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

   Immediately stupid, but laughed and scolded: "I'm really old, the third child, you dare to say that you are old? If you get into the group of little guys in front of you, you can get away with it."

This is not false. Xu Guangling looks like his mother and looks extraordinarily young. Although he has graduated from college for two or three years, now he is not pretending to be a high school student, he is pretending to be a senior high school student, or even a junior high school student. How many are suspicious.

   Of course, looks belong to appearance, temperament belongs to temperament, Xu Guangling's temperament is more similar to middle age or even old age, but not like a teenager. As for the reason, everyone knows.

   "You said it too, it's a jerk, it's a jerk." Xu Guangling said.

   "I want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus with wine, but it's not like, young man." At this moment, Master Jia dropped his book bag.

"Don't pretend that I haven't read the book. There is a sentence in front of this poem, 'Twenty years have passed the South Tower'. Twenty years ago, you were still playing in the mud. People remember the past and the present, where did you come from? The past can be remembered, where did the present come from?" Dasha sneered.

   Young Master Jia should just ignore it.

   (end of this chapter)