Chapter 220: Lingering
After reading the introduction of Aoba Medical's official website, Lai Xiaoni looked at the message board of the official website, and there were many comments on it.
Among them are patients who have undergone treatment and surgery, as well as reviews left by some foreign tourists.
[Thank you Aoba Hospital for allowing me to regain my light.] ] - Rangoon angler
[(ω')It turns out that this is the colorful world.] ] - Gray avatar
[When will Siam be introduced?] ] - Fairy Tail
[@妖精的尾巴, go to Taunggyi or Yangon for treatment by yourself!] It will definitely take several years to introduce, and the price will only be higher. ] – lemon tree
[This place is nothing but witchcraft, a bunch of liars!] —Chip designer Donnie
[@芯片设计师唐尼, I heard that Silicon Valley is about to be occupied by Chinese and Tianzhu people, you shouldn't be unemployed, right?] ] – Bombay Masala
[It's true that these are all scammers here, it is recommended not to use Langfu Tranquility and the like, this company's medicine is ineffective.] ] - Temporary Worker of War
Seeing this, Lai Xiaoni couldn't help laughing.
You must know that after the price reduction, the second generation of Langfu Anning has reduced a lot of side effects, and now it has become a drug snapped up by residents everywhere.
Many Westerners say that they don't need to die without Langfu Tranquility, but in fact, they secretly buy it.
Many of her white classmates in Australia hoarded a lot of Langfu Anning.
Judging from Aoba Medical's past reviews, Lai Xiaoni does not think that the other party will cheat, at most, there may be some side effects.
But compared to restoring light and seeing normal colors clearly, many people are actually willing to accept that side effect.
Of course, the artificial cornea can only be used for five years, which is indeed a problem, after all, it needs to be replaced every five years, and a pair of eyes costs 10,000 gold yuan at a time, which is really not cheap.
Lai Xiaoni didn't think too much about it, but took a screenshot of this message, attached a link to the website, and sent an email to the colorblind classmate in Australia before.
She continued to chat with Fang Xinxin and his wife for more than an hour.
After lunch, Lai Xiaoni took advantage of noon to take the train to Hongyan Farm.
The speed of the train is not very fast, about 90 kilometers per hour.
The scenery outside the car window is lofty mountains and lush greenery, and occasionally you can see large terraced farmland and river valley plains that have been leveled to a very square level.
Hongyan Farm, which is about 83 kilometers away from Taunggyi City, arrives at the farm's station in less than an hour.
Get off the train and walk out of the empty station.
The view that catches your eye is that it is a thriving small city.
Khunsawady now basically no longer has rural areas, and through large-scale merging of villages and towns, small cities have been formed.
The Red Rock Farm in front of you is actually a small town.
It was built in a mountainous area at an altitude of about 700 meters above sea level, and it has been transformed many times to form its current scale.
Not far from the city is a small hydroelectric power station and a newly completed pumped water storage reservoir.
She looked at the bulletin board on the side of the station, which had a map of the city at Red Rock Farm.
In addition to a hydropower station and an energy storage reservoir, there is also a thermal power station and a methane fermentation plant, which is built next to the pig farm.
It's hard to imagine that this small city with a population of only 150,000 has raised 2.73 million pigs, and the whole city basically revolves around the pig industry.
The pig farm at Hongyan Farm is set on the other side of the mountain, about 1.5 kilometers away from the city's residential areas, so Lai Xiaoni did not see the pig farm.
Walking out of the train station, there are quite a few shared electric motorcycles at the door.
She swept an electric motorcycle.
There are a lot of mango and osmanthus trees planted on both sides of the city streets, and the fragrance of osmanthus is very strong, but fortunately she has no pollen allergies.
When passing by the food street, there were all kinds of pork dishes, which made her a little unbearable.
But now that dinner is still three or four hours away, she can only go to the souvenir shop and buy a pound of pork jerky for 10 yuan.
Sitting on the bench at the entrance of the specialty store, Lai Xiaoni nibbled on honey-glazed pork jerky, accompanied by a bottle of cold sour plum juice, which was really refreshing.
There are many tourists who buy things at souvenir shops.
Hongyan Farm's specialty stores are all pork products, including pork jerky, low-salt ham, high-salt ham, lard sugar, ham mooncakes, bacon meat, pork sausages, canned pork, cured lard, pig hair toothbrushes, pork bone concentrate paste, pork skin jelly, frozen pork and so on.
Lai Xiaoni found that the locals in Honsavady trust the specialty shop very much, because the specialty shop here is a real specialty shop, not a black shop selling dog meat on the head of a sheep.
The quality, price, and service of various products are all well done.
At least the feeling for Lai Xiaoni is that it is real and comfortable, which not only introduces local specialties, but also does not have a stubborn sales pitch.
In fact, many tourists do not fancy the cheapness of the souvenir shop, but want a sense of atmosphere and freshness.
After all, although the prices of the products sold in these specialty stores are cheaper than those in supermarkets, which is equivalent to the ex-factory price, the gap is not too exaggerated.
For example, pork jerky costs 10 yuan for 500 grams in local specialty stores, while 500 grams cost 12 yuan in supermarkets outside.
Tourists take a car to come over, it must cost dozens of yuan to start, and buying special products is not for the difference of one or two yuan, most people just enjoy the process.
Although the three major groups will do whatever it takes to make money, it doesn't mean that they don't pay attention to customers.
After all, good service will have repeat customers.
If the tourists are physically and mentally exhausted, it is estimated that they can only do a hammer deal, and tourists come to travel to relax, not to be angry and pitted.
At this point, the three groups do a very good job of making all visitors feel at home.
Lai Xiaoni traveled all the way, passing through more than a dozen cities, and did not encounter any trouble.
It's no wonder that many tourists who have been to Honsavady have never forgotten it.
After eating another large piece of pork jerky, a pleasant violin song sounded in her ears, and she turned her head to look at the small park not far away.
A young man in a gray jacket is playing an unknown violin piece by a barbecue in a small park.
A few young men and women beside him sat on wooden chairs, enjoying the evening on the alpine terrace.
The slanting sun penetrates through the gaps in the trees, and the temperature and mountain breeze brought by the altitude make the evening temperature here pleasant.
The scenery and people in front of her made Lai Xiaoni a little involuntarily intoxicated, and it was not until the last melody was taken away by the mountain wind that she woke up like a dream.
As the sun sets, the mountain forests are dyed with a sparse golden yellow.
On the river, several transport ships came and went, some entering from the locks, some moored on the pier, and the sharp and piercing whistles echoed in the river valley.
The neon lights and street lights of the streets are lit up one after another.
There are already charcoal fires around several public barbecues in the small park, and the smell of Maillard reaction wafts from the fat under the charcoal fire.
The young man who played the violin just now turned on a small stereo and sang in a hoarse and low bass voice while roasting meat:
"The summer evening breeze carries the cool ...... of the mountains"
"The rushing river, mixed with the fragrance of herbs......"
"The mail from afar is full of grandma's thoughts......"
"O life! It's this endless Salween River, there are always ups and downs......"
is similar to the taste of Hokkien and Dongying's singing, which makes Lai Xiaoni feel like she is back when she was a child, listening to her father's collection of old vinyl records.
These days, she is actually on the road, and when she is bored, she has listened to local songs in Honsavady and downloaded a lot of local TV series and movies.
Overall, Honsavady gave her a good first impression in terms of culture and entertainment.
Thank you for your support (ω'), thank you for the book friends "Tigerhill", "Little Leaf Baa", "Book Friend 20220913025414498", "in the Rooster", and "Yuming Daoren" for their rewards.
(End of chapter)