After leaving the train station, Chen Shouyi walked to the newsstand: "Give me a map of Dongxing City!"
"Do you want the ink-printed map or the older color-printed map? The ink-printed one is a bit cheaper, five yuan each, while the color-printed one is expensive, a hundred yuan each. These maps are all old stock, and they're getting rarer; they might even become collectibles in the future..." the newsstand owner said with a hearty laugh.
"The color-printed one!" Chen Shouyi interrupted his long speech and handed over a hundred-yuan bill.
This time when he went out, he carried quite a lot of money with him, enough for his expenses for the next few days.
He opened the map, carefully looked for the route to Dongning, then closed it and put it in his backpack.
"Mister, may I ask you something?" Chen Shouyi asked the newsstand owner, "Do you know what's going on over in Dongning?"
"You want to go to Dongning? I advise against it; even if you go, you won't be able to get in."
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