Three Days and Two Nights in the Mountain City

"Little mountain city, conquered."

Wang Dachui stood on the observation deck with his hands on his hips, taking in the entire mountain city's night view.

Quite a few people had come here for vacation, and they had spent over an hour just lining up for the observation deck.

But all the waiting had been worth it. The mountain city's night view was simply top-tier—truly breathtaking.

He took a photo with Fish Roe Sauce, then left with her, planning to have a Chongqing-style nine-grid hot pot meal.

As the saying went, if you wanted authentic mountain city hot pot, you couldn't go to a big mall. You had to find it in a little alley by the street.

The two wandered through the mountain city's streets, looking for a hot pot restaurant.

After dinner, they planned to head to Hongyadong to take some pictures.

But they had heard that it was especially crowded there. Even just touring the attraction required lining up inside it, and traffic police sometimes had to direct the pedestrians.

Wang Dachui knew rush hour traffic got congested and required traffic police at intersections, but pedestrians needing directions too was something he had only seen in short videos.

After eating Sichuan-Chongqing hot pot that was far spicier than the kind in Jiangcheng, the two walked to the area near Hongyadong and followed the crowd inside.

He saw photographers by the street taking pictures of people dressed in all kinds of traditional ethnic clothing.

Wang Dachui thought that clothes like that would definitely look amazing on lively and adorable Brother Fish.

There were many photography studios here. He entered one, looked over the dazzling selection of outfits, and asked, "Boss, how much for a set of photos?"

"Four eighty-eight, six eighty-eight, or eight eighty-eight."

Wang Dachui froze slightly.

So