After stepping out of the mine, the sunlight along the horizon was dazzling. It was around two or three in the afternoon—the hottest part of the day.
Han Qiwu pulled out a straw hat and placed it on his head. After adjusting its angle, he grabbed the cloth cushion off the seat of his electric bike.
That cushion was sewn by Mrs. Han specifically for the electric bike seat.
Summer had arrived, and without it, you'd practically cook your butt if you sat directly on the seat.
Once back home, Han Qiwu headed straight to the kitchen and whipped up a simple dish of minced meat and green beans over noodles in a savory sauce, accompanied by a small plate of pickled chili bamboo shoots on the side.
The meat was from Zhu Zhu's shop, while the green beans were ones he had grown earlier.
As for the noodles—
Unfortunately, they were just regular dried noodles.
