The place Jiang Chen went was farther than he imagined.
He didn't let Cao Jinse drive; Jiang Chen drove himself, and it took over two hours.
Although the Capital City is large, this place called Gu Daochuan is also far from the center of the Capital City, somewhat resembling the suburbs of an ordinary city.
"Didn't expect there to be such a quiet place around the Capital City."
Indeed.
Quiet.
This was Jiang Chen's most immediate feeling; the busier the city, the noisier it always is, a common issue that is hard to avoid.
Thus, "quietness" became a very rare element.
But as the name suggests, this place called Gu Daochuan made it hard to imagine being in the bustling Capital City, as one could see waterfalls pouring down along the way, with fields stacking layer upon layer in the distance, bringing to mind four words.
Pastoral poetry.
Slowing down the car, Jiang Chen drove into a farmstead.
The farmstead had no sign, but it should be akin to a rural homestay.
