Homo sapiens.

Chapter 221
After Lai Xiaoni read the introduction of Qingye Medical's official website, she also read the message board of the official website, and there were many comments on it.

Among them are many patients who have undergone therapeutic operations, as well as comments left by some foreign tourists.

[Thanks to Qingye Hospital for letting me regain my light. ]——Rangoon fisherman
［(ω｀) So this is a colorful world. ] - gray profile picture

[When can Siam be introduced? ]--Fairy Tail
［@首鬼的头, go to Taunggyi or Yangon for treatment!The introduction will definitely take several years, and the price will only increase. ]--lemon
[This place can only do witchcraft, a bunch of liars! ] - Chip designer Downey
［@Chip Designer Downey, I heard that Silicon Valley is about to be occupied by Chinese and Indians, so you won’t be unemployed, right? ] – Bombay Masala
[These are indeed all liars. It is recommended not to use Longfu Anning and the like. The company's medicines have no effect. ] - Zhanhu Temporary Worker
Seeing this, Lai Xiaoni couldn't help laughing.

It should be known that after the price reduction, the second generation of Longfu Anping has greatly reduced side effects, and now it has become a drug that residents all over the world are rushing to buy.

Many Westerners say that they don't need Longevity to die, but they actually buy it secretly.

Many of her white classmates in Australia stocked up a lot of Longfu Anning.

Judging from Aoba Medical's past reviews, Lai Xiaoni doesn't think that the other party will cheat, at most, there may be some side effects.

But compared to restoring brightness and seeing normal colors clearly, many people are willing to accept that little side effect.

Of course, the fact that the artificial cornea can only be used for five years is indeed a problem. After all, it needs to be replaced every five years, and a pair of eyes costs 1 gold dollars at a time. This price is really not cheap.

Lai Xiaoni didn't think too much, but took a screenshot of the news, attached the link to the website, and sent an email to the colorblind classmate in Australia.

She continued to chat with Fang Xinxin and his wife for more than an hour.

After lunch, Lai Xiaoni took the train to Hongyan Farm at noon.

The speed of the train is not fast, about 90 kilometers per hour.

The scenery outside the car window is lofty mountains and lush greenery. Occasionally, you can see the farmlands of large terraces and river valleys that have been flattened very squarely.

Hongyan Farm, which is about 83 kilometers away from Dongzhi City, arrived at the farm station in less than an hour by train.

I got off the train and walked out of the empty station.

The scenery that catches your eyes is a prosperous small city.

There are basically no rural areas in Hongshawadi now, and small cities have been formed through large-scale merging of villages and towns.

The Hongyan Farm in front of you is actually a small town.

It is built in a mountainous area with an altitude of about 700 meters. After several engineering transformations, it has formed its current scale.

Not far from the city is a small hydropower station and a recently completed pumped storage reservoir.

She looked at the bulletin board on the side of the station, and there was a city map of Red Rock Farm on it.

In addition to the hydropower station and energy storage reservoir, there is also a thermal power station and a methane fermentation plant. The methane fermentation plant is built next to the pig farm.

It is hard to imagine that this small city with a population of only 15 actually raised 273 million pigs, and the entire city basically developed around the pig industry.

The pig farm of Hongyan Farm is located on the other side of the mountain, about 1.5 kilometers away from the urban residential area, so Lai Xiaoni did not see the pig farm.

Walking out of the train station, there are many shared electric motorcycles at the door.

She swept an electric motorcycle.

A large number of mango and osmanthus trees are planted on both sides of the city streets. The scent of osmanthus is very strong. Fortunately, she is not allergic to pollen.

When passing by the food street, she couldn't bear the various pork dishes.

But now there are three or four hours before dinner, so she can only go to the specialty store and buy a catty of dried pork for 10 yuan.

Sitting on the bench at the entrance of the specialty store, Lai Xiaoni ate pork jerky in honey sauce, paired with a bottle of cold sour plum juice, it was so refreshing.

There are not a few tourists who buy things in specialty shops.

The specialty shop of Hongyan Farm is all pork products, including dried pork, low-salt ham, high-salt ham, lard sugar, ham mooncakes, bacon meat, pork sausage, canned pork, cured lard, pig hair toothbrush, and concentrated pork bones Cream, pork skin jelly, frozen pork and the like.

Lai Xiaoni found that the locals in Hongshawadi trust specialty shops very much, because the specialty shops here are real specialty shops, not black shops selling dog meat.

The quality, price, and service of various products are all well done.

At least it gave Lai Xiaoni the feeling that it was real and comfortable. It introduced local specialties without stalking sales.

In fact, many tourists don't like the cheapness of specialty shops, but the atmosphere and freshness.

After all, although the prices of the products sold in these specialty stores are cheaper than those in supermarkets, equivalent to ex-factory prices, the gap is not too exaggerated.

For example, dried pork costs 500 yuan for 10 grams in local specialty stores, while it costs 500 yuan for 12 grams in supermarkets outside.

And tourists who come here by car must start with tens of dollars. Buying special products is not for the price difference of one or two dollars. Most people just enjoy the process.

Although the three major groups will do whatever they can to make money, it doesn't mean they don't value customers.

After all, good service keeps repeat customers.

If it makes tourists physically and mentally exhausted, then it is estimated that they can only do a one-shot deal. Other tourists come to travel to relax, not to be angry and cheated.

At this point, the three major groups have done a very good job, making all tourists feel at home.

Lai Xiaoni traveled all the way and passed through more than a dozen cities without encountering any trouble.

No wonder many tourists who have been to Hongshawadi never forget this place.

After eating another large piece of pork jerky, a pleasant violin music rang in her ears, and she turned her head to look at the small park not far away.

A young man in a gray jacket was playing an unknown violin piece by the barbecue pit in a small park.

Several young men and women beside him were sitting on wooden chairs, enjoying the evening on the alpine terrace.

The setting sun penetrates the gaps in the trees, and the temperature brought by the altitude and the mountain breeze make the temperature here pleasant in the evening.

Lai Xiaoni was involuntarily intoxicated by the scenery and people in front of her. She didn't wake up until the last trace of the melody was taken away by the mountain wind.

As the sun sets, the forests in the mountains are dyed sparsely golden.

On the river, several transport ships passed between them, some entered the locks, and some were moored at the pier. The sharp and piercing sirens echoed in the river valley.

The neon lights and street lights of the streets are lit up one after another.

Beside several public barbecue pits in the small park, charcoal fires have already risen, and the fat is grilled by the charcoal fire, and the fragrance of the Maillard reaction wafts out.

The young man who was playing the violin just now turned on a small stereo, and while grilling meat, he sang in a hoarse and deep bass:

"The evening breeze in summer carries the coolness of the mountains..."

"The rushing river, mixed with the fragrance of grass..."

"The postal letters from far away are all about my mother's concern..."

"Life! It's the ever-flowing Salween River, with ups and downs..."

Similar to the taste of Hokkien and Dongying Enka, Lai Xiaoni seems to have returned to her childhood, listening to old vinyl records collected by her father.

She is actually on the road these days. When she is bored, she listens to local songs in Hongshawadi and downloads a lot of local TV series and movies.

On the whole, Hong Sawadi gave her a good first impression in terms of culture and entertainment.

　Thank you for your support (ω｀), and thanks to book friends "Tigerhill", "Little Leaf Baa", "Book Friends 20220913025414498", "Handjob in the Rooster", and "Taoist Yuming" for their rewards.

　　
　
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