The rest of the people didn't expect so many, big bags, cameras, and laptops. Now that I know that the pain is in trouble, the tour guide doesn't wait for anyone to walk in front of me, and introduced them. No one understood what messed up things he said, and no one was interested in listening to Sui.
After walking around for more than an hour, at first, there were people taking a few photos from time to time. When they arrived at the back, they even struggled to follow the tour guide. Finally, some people couldn't stand it and couldn't say it anymore. They suggested that they stay and rest. This expressed the voice of most people, and they agreed.
I was carrying everything, and my wife was still tired and sweating profusely. I don’t know if she saw those people getting tired or noticed something, but she didn’t complain at all.
I can't tell whether the tour guide was intentional. When he heard the man's words, he asked with a smile on his face. Seeing that most people agreed to rest and end the trip, the hotel where we took us to said it was a hotel, which was more like a small farmhouse. The dilapidated wooden building in the courtyard. Although the whole village is similar, it is probably built here a lot earlier. My wife and I were arranged in the same room. It was too old and there were gaps in some places in the room. It made my wife mind very much. I was also very depressed. I could only comfort her to sleep in clothes at night.
After only half a day of out, I felt tired than wading through mountains and rivers for a few days. My wife took off her shoes, sat on the wooden bed, looked at her depressed look, and could only please help her pinch her feet. She looked at me and wanted to say something but stopped. I could only confess and express my intention to go out for a trip with this group.
I heard that it was the tour group I managed that company now, and my wife was so surprised that she couldn't even close it. But after listening to my intention of investigation, she understood nothing and looked at the dilapidated wooden house. She had just come out. Thinking that there were two days left, she kept sighing.
Seeing his wife's bored and understanding look, although she felt a little guilty, she also had a happy rest for two hours. The tour guide greeted her to have dinner at the bottom and didn't feel hungry just now, but after the rest, her body recovered a little and came back. In addition, many people were spitting out all the goods in their stomachs, and everyone came out to have dinner.
Everyone was greeted to the small courtyard downstairs, like a large canteen. When they saw the red handwriting that had not yet receded on the wall, they were probably talking and laughing when they came in from the 1960s. When they saw the food on the table, they all looked ugly.
Even though I was mentally prepared, I lost my appetite after seeing those things. Now I understand why someone came to the house on the day I arrived at the company, a small basin of rice on the table. The rice grains were a little yellow, and there were two plates of vegetables that could not recognize what it was, as well as a plate of pickled vegetables.
Take everyone into the cafeteria, and the tour guide ran to a table in the corner. From a distance, there were three or four meat dishes on the table and a soup before I could speak. Some tourists were dissatisfied. They asked the tour guide to make trouble and said that this was a meal provided by the tourism company. If they were not satisfied, they could pay for it themselves. Then they pointed outside the canteen.
After saying this, the tour guide no longer paid attention to the rest of the people, and had no choice but to eat it. Everyone could only walk outside the door and saw a menu with many names of dishes written on it. However, it was not ordinary people. Some people thought it was slaughtered and didn't want to buy it. They ran back to the table and only tasted it, and they vomited it all. After asking, they realized it was too sautumn and couldn't eat it at all.
Even if you know it was deliberately slaughtering people, you can't help it. Now you don't eat hungry or you can only be slaughtered. A few of them brought their own food and just went back to your room. However, most of them can only admit defeat and pay for it to save you hungry at night.
It seemed that I had known that these people would compromise in the end, and a fat chef with a notebook walked out of it, collected money next to me, and wrote down the dishes these people wanted.
My wife looked at me and looked at you with a look of blame. I could only smile bitterly. It was not all my fault. Well, I am also the victim now, and I am going to order food. I saw the bus driver in the corner of the cafeteria and he only made a meal. He didn't eat the dishes on the table. There was a bottle of chili sauce in front of me.
The driver didn't eat with the tour guide, and I was a little surprised. Seeing him burying his head and eating, I was so nervous that I ordered a lot of good dishes. Seeing that I ordered so many, my wife was a little puzzled. The dishes here were not cheap, and the two of them couldn't finish eating. I signaled her to be calm and took her to the driver's table and sat opposite the driver.
The driver looked up and glanced at me casually. When he saw his wife, his eyes stayed for two more seconds, but he quickly withdrew his eyes, said nothing, and kept eating with his head down.
Hehe, where is the man from?
I can only talk to you
Country people
The driver replied in a plain tone
Before I could speak, I ran into a wall. Seeing the driver unwilling to pay attention to me, I felt a little depressed. I just seemed to have not seen me, but I was still so cold now. His salary was also run by the company. After careful calculation, I am his leader, but I didn't expect that as a leader, I still couldn't escape the fate of being ignored. Seeing my embarrassing Shen Sui, my wife couldn't help but laugh.
But I wouldn't give up so easily, and smiled: I'm also a countryman
The driver looked up and looked at me in surprise. He didn't answer the chili sauce bottle and added a lot of chili to the rice. Seeing that the rice turned red and was far away, he seemed to feel that the spicy driver was like nothing happened and ate half a bowl in one breath.
How long have you been driving here?
I asked as if I was familiar
What's wrong with one year?
The driver said stiffly
It's okay, just ask
I smiled flatteringly, very helpless. This was my first time meeting. I had never offended him. Why did I feel like an enemy? I wanted to have a good chat. When I felt that I had no idea how to start, the fat chef served the dishes. Although the price was very expensive, the efficiency was not good. I doubted whether the kitchen had been prepared long ago. I just waited for us to come and didn't care about it. I pushed the dishes into the middle of the table and greeted myself: Brother, come on, come on, eat together
The driver looked at the dishes on the plate, looked at me again, and continued to eat the rice in the bowl, ignoring the matter at all
After walking around for more than an hour, at first, there were people taking a few photos from time to time. When they arrived at the back, they even struggled to follow the tour guide. Finally, some people couldn't stand it and couldn't say it anymore. They suggested that they stay and rest. This expressed the voice of most people, and they agreed.
I was carrying everything, and my wife was still tired and sweating profusely. I don’t know if she saw those people getting tired or noticed something, but she didn’t complain at all.
I can't tell whether the tour guide was intentional. When he heard the man's words, he asked with a smile on his face. Seeing that most people agreed to rest and end the trip, the hotel where we took us to said it was a hotel, which was more like a small farmhouse. The dilapidated wooden building in the courtyard. Although the whole village is similar, it is probably built here a lot earlier. My wife and I were arranged in the same room. It was too old and there were gaps in some places in the room. It made my wife mind very much. I was also very depressed. I could only comfort her to sleep in clothes at night.
After only half a day of out, I felt tired than wading through mountains and rivers for a few days. My wife took off her shoes, sat on the wooden bed, looked at her depressed look, and could only please help her pinch her feet. She looked at me and wanted to say something but stopped. I could only confess and express my intention to go out for a trip with this group.
I heard that it was the tour group I managed that company now, and my wife was so surprised that she couldn't even close it. But after listening to my intention of investigation, she understood nothing and looked at the dilapidated wooden house. She had just come out. Thinking that there were two days left, she kept sighing.
Seeing his wife's bored and understanding look, although she felt a little guilty, she also had a happy rest for two hours. The tour guide greeted her to have dinner at the bottom and didn't feel hungry just now, but after the rest, her body recovered a little and came back. In addition, many people were spitting out all the goods in their stomachs, and everyone came out to have dinner.
Everyone was greeted to the small courtyard downstairs, like a large canteen. When they saw the red handwriting that had not yet receded on the wall, they were probably talking and laughing when they came in from the 1960s. When they saw the food on the table, they all looked ugly.
Even though I was mentally prepared, I lost my appetite after seeing those things. Now I understand why someone came to the house on the day I arrived at the company, a small basin of rice on the table. The rice grains were a little yellow, and there were two plates of vegetables that could not recognize what it was, as well as a plate of pickled vegetables.
Take everyone into the cafeteria, and the tour guide ran to a table in the corner. From a distance, there were three or four meat dishes on the table and a soup before I could speak. Some tourists were dissatisfied. They asked the tour guide to make trouble and said that this was a meal provided by the tourism company. If they were not satisfied, they could pay for it themselves. Then they pointed outside the canteen.
After saying this, the tour guide no longer paid attention to the rest of the people, and had no choice but to eat it. Everyone could only walk outside the door and saw a menu with many names of dishes written on it. However, it was not ordinary people. Some people thought it was slaughtered and didn't want to buy it. They ran back to the table and only tasted it, and they vomited it all. After asking, they realized it was too sautumn and couldn't eat it at all.
Even if you know it was deliberately slaughtering people, you can't help it. Now you don't eat hungry or you can only be slaughtered. A few of them brought their own food and just went back to your room. However, most of them can only admit defeat and pay for it to save you hungry at night.
It seemed that I had known that these people would compromise in the end, and a fat chef with a notebook walked out of it, collected money next to me, and wrote down the dishes these people wanted.
My wife looked at me and looked at you with a look of blame. I could only smile bitterly. It was not all my fault. Well, I am also the victim now, and I am going to order food. I saw the bus driver in the corner of the cafeteria and he only made a meal. He didn't eat the dishes on the table. There was a bottle of chili sauce in front of me.
The driver didn't eat with the tour guide, and I was a little surprised. Seeing him burying his head and eating, I was so nervous that I ordered a lot of good dishes. Seeing that I ordered so many, my wife was a little puzzled. The dishes here were not cheap, and the two of them couldn't finish eating. I signaled her to be calm and took her to the driver's table and sat opposite the driver.
The driver looked up and glanced at me casually. When he saw his wife, his eyes stayed for two more seconds, but he quickly withdrew his eyes, said nothing, and kept eating with his head down.
Hehe, where is the man from?
I can only talk to you
Country people
The driver replied in a plain tone
Before I could speak, I ran into a wall. Seeing the driver unwilling to pay attention to me, I felt a little depressed. I just seemed to have not seen me, but I was still so cold now. His salary was also run by the company. After careful calculation, I am his leader, but I didn't expect that as a leader, I still couldn't escape the fate of being ignored. Seeing my embarrassing Shen Sui, my wife couldn't help but laugh.
But I wouldn't give up so easily, and smiled: I'm also a countryman
The driver looked up and looked at me in surprise. He didn't answer the chili sauce bottle and added a lot of chili to the rice. Seeing that the rice turned red and was far away, he seemed to feel that the spicy driver was like nothing happened and ate half a bowl in one breath.
How long have you been driving here?
I asked as if I was familiar
What's wrong with one year?
The driver said stiffly
It's okay, just ask
I smiled flatteringly, very helpless. This was my first time meeting. I had never offended him. Why did I feel like an enemy? I wanted to have a good chat. When I felt that I had no idea how to start, the fat chef served the dishes. Although the price was very expensive, the efficiency was not good. I doubted whether the kitchen had been prepared long ago. I just waited for us to come and didn't care about it. I pushed the dishes into the middle of the table and greeted myself: Brother, come on, come on, eat together
The driver looked at the dishes on the plate, looked at me again, and continued to eat the rice in the bowl, ignoring the matter at all
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