What I thought was an ordinary roadside diner, just a place to grab a quick bite, turned out to have some surprisingly delicious food.
"Let's head straight to the ranch!" Having eaten and drunk his fill, he was no longer in the mood to go sightseeing around the small town.
It was a journey of about twenty kilometers, which took less than twenty minutes. Su Chen and his group soon arrived at the ranch.
The first thing they saw was a large area enclosed by a man-high wooden fence. An eye-catching plaque hung above the gate, bearing the words: "Far East Ranch"!
The car came to a steady stop at the main gate. After getting out, Su Chen surveyed his surroundings. To the left of the ranch was a vast grassland stretching as far as the eye could see, with the faint outline of mountains visible in the distance.
To the right of the ranch was a continuous forest of birch trees. It was spring, a time of lush and leafy branches, and everything looked vibrant and green.
