Brother Nan nonchalantly twirled her car keys and hummed an unknown tune as she walked out. But instead of driving, she scanned a shared bicycle and rode toward the breakfast place she had chosen.
Is it breakfast, perhaps?
The place she had her eyes set on was an online sensation, a local chicken rice noodle restaurant that seemed to be called Yunwei Workshop. There were many branches in Caiyun, and theoretically, the recipes should be similar, yet the tastes varied greatly.
By noon in Banna, the sun was already brutally scorching, a sure sign of summer's might in Yi Province. As they rode, they were baked like dogs.
Upon arriving at the restaurant, each ordered a bowl of local chicken rice noodle soup.
Large bowls.
