Xu Mingxuan heard this and laughed. "You must be talking about the No. 2 Hotel next to the military supply station. That place is full of people from all over who come to the provincial capital for wholesale. I can take you there after we eat."
Li Xiangyang said politely, "That would be too much trouble for you. We also have a friend to visit. We can always come back and look later."
"That works too. My car is parked up front." Xu Mingxuan pointed to the plaza in front of the station and led them over.
The group followed Xu Mingxuan to his parking spot and got into a snub-nosed sedan.
When they reached a traffic circle, there was a police kiosk in the middle with an officer inside wearing white gloves and a white uniform.
The streets of the provincial capital were wider than those in East Market. There were very few cars; the roads were mostly filled with bicycles. The buildings on either side were a mix of low, old structures, and you could see a utility pole every so often.
