Chen Bing smiled broadly, "Let's go, I'll take you to your accommodations first. Have a good rest, the other things can wait until tomorrow."
It's already past five in the afternoon, and even if they wanted to do something else, there wouldn't be time.
Jiang Ran and Pei Huai had no objections, and as soon as they left the train station, the three got on a bus.
Chen Bing often comes to beishi, and Pei Huai has spent four years in beishi, so both of them are quite familiar with it.
With the two of them leading the way, Jiang Ran didn't bother with anything, and just looked out the window from the bus.
The beishi of this era is completely different from the beishi Jiang Ran had seen before entering the book.
There were no countless skyscrapers, and no neon lights flashing all night long.
The sense of the era was strong, and as the bus traveled along, Jiang Ran could see many ancient buildings on both sides of the road.
Just like the traditional courtyard houses of Old Beijing.
