Wang Ye ran about fifty kilometers, entered a small path, and arrived at a county town.
On the roadside, he could see a couple of local supermarkets and restaurants opened by county residents, along with many fields and water buffaloes raised by the locals.
The houses and lifestyles here were reminiscent of the last century, giving Wang Ye, who had just come from Shenzhen, a disorienting sense of time disparity.
Old county residents carrying farming tools or leading water buffaloes on the roadside cast strange looks at Wang Ye's travel-worn appearance.
Ignoring these stares, Wang Ye walked along the road for a while, then pushed open a restaurant door, found the owner, and asked:
"Boss, can I borrow a socket? I have five power banks that are out of battery."
The owner made a peace sign and said, "Twenty bucks, half an hour, no bargaining."
