Since he had cooked the porridge for lunch, Yuan Zhou felt much more energetic now. Even his stomach ache felt better. Therefore, he didn't close his eyes to rest. Instead, he looked at the scenery outside the window.
Xiao Xing turned his head to look at Yuan Zhou from time to time. It seemed that he hadn't given up yet. Obviously, he was trying to persuade Yuan Zhou.
"Mr. Yuan, Chef Yuan, you are such a good cook. There's no need to eat that unauthentic Beijing Roast Duck," Xiao Xing praised sincerely.
"Try Beijing Roast Duck. It's not bad in Thailand," Yuan Zhou said.
"But you have diarrhea, right? That Roast Duck is very greasy. It's not suitable for you to eat greasy food. Look, you didn't even touch the meat at lunch." Xiao Xing remembered that Yuan Zhou hadn't picked up the Sour and Spicy Chicken Shredded at lunch.
"Um, because you were holding the plate," Yuan Zhou turned his head to look at Xiao Xing and said.
"Cough, cough, cough. It's spicy. People who aren't feeling well should eat less. That's what my girlfriend said," Xiao Xing said awkwardly.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded and didn't say anything else.
"So, will you eat the Roast Duck next time?" Xiao Xing asked carefully. His face was full of expectation.
"I'm flying back to China tomorrow," Yuan Zhou said lightly.
"Ah? It's already been five days? So fast? "Xiao Xing said in disbelief.
"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded with a joyful expression.
Yuan Zhou was naturally happy to be able to return to China. However, he suddenly thought of the man and woman he met during the meal the other day.
"I wonder if they have already returned to China," Yuan Zhou thought.
"Sigh." Xiao Xing sighed. He stared at the road ahead and drove seriously.
Due to the distance, when Xiao Xing arrived with Yuan Zhou, it was exactly 3: 40 pm.
"Here they are. The railing will be lowered to prevent cars from passing because the train is coming. They are starting to pack up," Xiao Xing explained seriously.
"Um." Yuan Zhou looked at it seriously.
This was not a wide street. The width of the railway was fixed, and on both sides of the street were small houses. They were all small shops, and most of their stalls had been placed on the railway tracks.
Now that the train was about to pass, they began to pack up unhurriedly and naturally. Their speed of packing was not fast, but it was very efficient.
Most of the stall owners would move their stalls that were close to the tracks to the back. They would leave their doors open and not close. They would stand in their stalls, waiting for the train to pass.
At four o 'clock sharp, the train slowly approached from afar.
"Wu" The sound of the rails rubbing against each other rang in Yuan Zhou's ears.
"The train is here. We can see it clearly now," Xing said.
"Yes." Yuan Zhou nodded.
This train was not like the current domestic Harmony, where the wind pressure and vibration generated when passing through the station was enough to shake the stairs or cause tinnitus.
The speed of this train was not fast. It was like the green-skinned cars that were used during the Spring Festival. It was neither fast nor slow.
"It's not fast," Yuan Zhou said.
"Yes, the speed of this train is very average." Xing nodded.
"Do you want to go in and take a look?" Xing asked while looking at the open railing.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded.
Seeing Yuan Zhou nod, Xing found a spacious place to park the car. Then, he led Yuan Zhou into the Railway Food Market.
Although it was called a food market, there weren't many things inside. Yuan Zhou tasted some local fruits and didn't buy anything else.
Xing, who had been expecting Yuan Zhou to buy vegetables, was very disappointed. However, he didn't try to persuade Yuan Zhou again.
One had to know that Little Xing was a very professional person.
"Let's go." Yuan Zhou stopped when he reached the store that sold daily necessities.
"Okay. Let's go to Chinatown directly," Xing said.
"Um. Let's go there directly." Yuan Zhou nodded.
"Then let's go." Xing led the way in front of them earnestly. Then, they walked out of the Railway Food Market.
"The sun is so hot." Yuan Zhou raised his head and looked at the hot and dazzling sun.
"Actually, it's still the rainy season in Thailand. It's not too hot," Xing said with a smile.
"It's fine if it's hot, but the sun is hot," Yuan Zhou said.
"That's true. The sun in Thailand is more hot," Xing nodded and said.
While talking, the two walked to the parking lot and then drove toward Bangkok's Chinatown.
"I must go to Chinatown once when I'm abroad." Yuan Zhou was looking forward to it.
As a child, he loved watching TV very much. The term Chinatown was both familiar and strange to him. It was familiar because of the movies and TV series, but it was strange because he had never seen it in real life. Now that he could see it in real life, Yuan Zhou was naturally looking forward to it.
There was a traffic jam on the way to Chinatown. Therefore, when the two arrived, it was already half past six. It was lunch time.
"This is Chinatown," Xing pointed to the front and said as the car turned into a wide road.
"There are so many people here." Yuan Zhou looked around at the traffic.
"There are indeed many people at this time of the day." Xing nodded.
"Let's park the car outside. I'm afraid we can't get in," Yuan Zhou suggested.
"Okay. I will turn around." Xing nodded. Then, he turned the car around and stopped at a location.
"Let's go," Xing opened the door after parking the car.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded.
Since the car was parked at the street corner, they could reach it as soon as they got off the car.
The Chinatown was full of Chinese characters, but Yuan Zhou didn't feel familiar with it. Because the characters were all in traditional Chinese, it gave off a feeling of the 1980s.
"It's quite retro." Yuan Zhou looked around.
"Indeed. The current Chinatown is a gathering place for Chinese who came to Thailand a long time ago. Of course, there are more Chinese in Chaoshan," Xing explained earnestly.
Yuan Zhou listened attentively at the side.
"The roast duck restaurant we are going to is just at the street corner. It's not far. Do you want to walk around first or go there directly?" Xing asked.
"Let's walk around first," Yuan Zhou said in surprise when he saw the gold shops all over the street.
"Okay." Xing nodded.
"There are so many gold shops here." Yuan Zhou sighed.
There were indeed a lot of gold shops here. The ratio was almost five shops to one gold shop, which was a little scary.
"It seems that many people come here to buy gold," Xing said.
"I can see that." Yuan Zhou looked at a tour group that was holding a flag and walking toward a gold shop.
"Do you want to try the snacks here?" Xing pointed at a mango glutinous rice and asked.
"Okay." Yuan Zhou nodded and bought two servings.
"Thank you." Xing took one of the servings.
"You are welcome." After saying that, Yuan Zhou opened it and started to eat.
Even though he was walking and eating at the same time, Yuan Zhou ate very seriously as if he was doing some academic research.
"Chef Yuan is really serious." Xing sighed again.
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