Early in the morning, Su Ying washed up and changed into local costumes. As soon as I came down from the small building, I saw Song Cheng coming from afar with a big black backpack.

Song Cheng held a camera worth hundreds of thousands in his hand, and after seeing Su Ying, he showed rows of neat white teeth, raising his hand and waving at Su Ying.

Su Ying thought that Song Cheng would take at least more than an hour to arrive, after all, this town was a little remote, but he didn't expect him to take so much time in advance.

Originally, she was still planning to contact Song Cheng after washing breakfast and ask him where he was now. If she hadn't come over, she would have found someone to pick her up from Song Cheng.

"Why did you get there so soon?" Su Ying walked in front of Song Cheng and hid the joy in her heart.

"I changed my ticket three hours earlier. Because I checked on the Internet, there are not many buses from the city center here, and there are only two or three buses. Song Cheng replied with a smile. As soon as he entered this town, he felt the strong atmosphere of a small number of famous people.

Now, with the development of the country, many places have been developed. But there is a lot more business, and there is less simplicity that should be.

"I see, I was going to pick you up. But now that you're here, I don't have to run again. Su Ying nodded, no wonder Song Cheng would appear here earlier than she thought.

"It's as beautiful as you look at!" Song Cheng looked around, the flavor here was particularly strong.

"Not really! Although as a photographer, you need to know how to ps. However, too much retouching is not what a professional photographer should do. Su Ying raised her chin proudly.

The photos she took basically didn't need to be retouched. After all, if you embellish it too much, it won't taste like it was.

"I'm a little hungry, where are we going to eat?" Looking at Su Ying's proud appearance, Song Cheng asked with a smile.

If it were him who took such beautiful photos that looked like a paradise, he would be very proud!

Now the important thing is not the photo, but that he hasn't eaten in the morning!

"Let's go, I'll take you to the noodles that the people here cook themselves." As soon as it came to eating, Su Ying's face immediately appeared with brilliance.

Song Cheng nodded and followed behind Su Ying. After walking through the small steps that were somewhat crowded, turning a few corners, and continuing the steps, he finally reached the destination that Su Ying said.

"This is it." Su Ying stopped in front of a wooden house.

"It doesn't seem like a storefront!" Song Cheng looked at the two-story wooden house in front of him.

The wooden houses here are similar to the ancient wooden houses, but they have the flavor of belonging to a small number of famous people.

"If you go to the store and eat it, it won't taste like we want." Su Ying shrugged his shoulders.

The store buys all the tastes of the public, plus there are many customers, and the noodles are made with heart, unless there are very few customers.

"Sister Amo, bring me two bowls of noodles, thank you!" Su Ying walked into the house and said to a girl in her twenties who was sorting vegetables on the side.

"Okay, you wait for me." The girl, Amor, nodded in agreement.

After sorting out the vegetables in front of her, she packed them in a basket and brought them into the kitchen.