The two of them went shopping and spent money hand in hand, like close sisters.

The three of them, including Mr. Guanghui, went out to play and wandered around the former residences and famous scenic spots in Kunming Old Street.

Fortunately, there are some attractions that do not require reservations for the time being, so people can come and go as they please. Otherwise, given the short notice they arrived at, it would be unlikely for them to visit all of them.

Wen Chen was quite happy playing alone. At his age, he could accept the hustle and bustle of being together, and he could also accept enjoying the quiet time alone.

In fact, he had been here before, and he didn't want to go anywhere else, so he went to the Oriental Bookstore with ease.

After entering the store, I greeted the familiar clerk at the door, picked up a book, and went straight up to the second floor via the stairs piled with books.

Oriental Bookstore is the first bookstore in Kunming and has been open for quite some time. From the portraits hanging on the walls, one can tell how famous its former regular customers were.

Because it was summer vacation, many children came in with their parents. They tilted their heads up to look at the portraits hanging on the wall and discussed how to identify the portraits that appeared in the Chinese textbooks.

Compared to the bustling first floor, the second floor is obviously much quieter, perhaps because everyone is quietly reading.

Although there were many young people coming up to the second floor to check in and take photos, they were consciously restrained given the environment and tried not to make too much noise.

Wen Chen flipped through the book in his hand, looked at the girls who were taking pictures with a slightly kind look, and couldn't help but find it a little funny.

For the sake of materials and also to avoid affecting the environment of the bookstore, he gave the cameraman a break when he came in and just came in with a miniature camera.

In order to protect the portrait rights of others, he specially chose Corner Reading. Although he doesn't know how much of this material will be edited when it is broadcast, he still wants to introduce the unique style and culture of this bookstore to everyone.

Song Chuyi and You Qu were waiting in line for dinner under the scorching sun.

At the beginning, everyone tried the baba rolls, but their mouths were still not satisfied, let alone their stomachs.

I am only twenty years old now, which is the time when my stomach is strong enough to eat. At the beginning, I visited several clothing and accessories stores, but in the end, I was led away by the delicious food.

The line stretched for a long way from the street entrance. Song Chuyi asked You Qu to help queue first, and he ran to the door to get a menu and looked at it with her.

“This looks delicious~”

Song Chuyi's voice was filled with excitement. Even with a small fan blowing on her, it was inevitable that she would break out in this weather. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her body, and as she jumped up and down, the beads fell to the ground through the light.

Looking at the menu, You Qu couldn't help but frowning on his pretty face, and then he looked up at the sign at the door, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

It was no wonder why she said that. After all, they were queuing up at a small pot rice noodle shop.

It is said that this is the traditional flavor of Kunming. As for how it tastes, she is indeed curious, but it is just like wanting to drink iced drinks in the summer and hot drinks in the winter.

In the already hot weather, thinking about having a bowl of hot noodle soup soon, I suddenly lost my appetite for some reason.

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