Chapter 235 (1/2)

Chapter 235: Yuan Zhou Asking for Directions

The white A4 paper pasted on the door was extraordinarily offending to his eyes. Wu Hai simply wanted to cry without any tears.

He took up the phone and then put it back. Taking a look at the date, he felt the profound malice of the universe. Obviously, Yuan Zhou had barely left.

“Duk Duk Duk”, Wu Hai walked toward his art studio with an awfully slow pace. He prepared to stay for a few days before going back to the art show. How could he just go back without eating the dishes he had long expected?

As for Zheng Jiawei’s ardent instructions before he came back, Wu Hai had already completely forgotten about them. A life without delicious dishes made no difference from a salted fish.

At that time, Yuan Zhou, who was cursed and remembered by Wu Hai, had arrived at the downtown not far from Yanfeng Village. As soon as walked out of the airport, he was surrounded and greeted by a crowd of people.

“Hey, bro. Where are you going? I have my own car here. It’s very cheap,” said a woman enthusiastically.

“Here. One-stop accommodation is provided,” a man with spiky hair likewise went up and said.

“Listen to the young man. Are you here for travel or for visiting relatives?” This was a reliable person.

“Sorry, I’m going to Yanfeng Village.” Yuan Zhou looked around at the crowd and waited for anybody to answer him.

“I’m well acquainted with that place. I’m just from that village. Are you going there to buy honey?” Once the man uttered, he straightforwardly brought out Yuan Zhou’s purpose. However, Yuan Zhou was here not for buying but for collecting the honey by himself.

“How long does it take to go there?” Yuan Zhou asked concisely.

“Don’t worry. It won’t take long, only about 50 minutes. But you have to walk on your own for a short distance. It only takes half an hour to get there,” said the man with spiky hair. He spoke fairly honestly.

Seeing somebody take that business, the others turned to other passengers.

“How much?” Upon hearing that he needed to walk for such a long distance, Yuan Zhou wasn’t surprised at all. He just asked calmly.

“It’s a motorcycle. Let’s go to the backdoor over there to get on it. What about 50 RMB?” The spiky-hair man seemed to be a business man.

“Alright. Let’s go.” Carried on Yuan Zhou’s shoulder was only a small travelling bag, in which there were only some clothes. He hadn’t intended to stay for long here.

“Ok. Follow me.” The spiky-hair man then led Yuan Zhou walking toward the backdoor.

Ahead of them were all paths with many different twist and turns. The distance wasn’t long, but it was just a little remote. Luckily, Yuan Zhou had mastered the god-tier knife skill and hence basically wasn’t afraid of that.

The spiky-hair man steadily led Yuan Zhou to his motorcycle, the most frequently used red motorcycle in the countryside that could barely carry four people. Nevertheless, two men were just good for the limited space.

“Get inside. We’ll set out right away.” The spiky-hair man got on the motorcycle first.

“Ok.” Yuan Zhou nodded the head. As he didn’t have much stuff, he took a seat on the backs neatly.

“Wu Wu”, the motorcycle sped up soon and went toward a path after leaving the main road.

Half an hour later, the motorcycle slowed down a little. At that time, Yuan Zhou started to ask for the directions.

“Do you know which area is the site of 96°28’ east longitude and 25°07’ north latitude located in your village?” Although Yuan Zhou knew it was a cliff after checking it up, he didn’t really know the concrete site.

“What are talking about?” The spiky-hair man got slightly muddled and thought he didn’t hear Yuan Zhou clearly because of the wind.

“I say if you know where’s the place of 96°28’ east longitude and 25°07’ north latitude?” Then, Yuan Zhou said again slowly word by word.

“No, I have no idea.” It happened to be a red traffic light. The man parked the motorcycle and took a look at Yuan Zhou with a quite speechless expression and then shook his head. Was he asking for directions or just making him awkward?

“No problem. I will go to your village and ask somebody else.” With a nod, Yuan Zhou indicated that he understood.

The spiky-hair man felt a little depressed. He would rather write his name in a reverse direction if anybody knew about the place.