His cousin came out of the bathroom wrapped up in a towel and plugged in the hair dryer. "You already ordered?"
Yang Jingshen replied over the gentle drone of the dryer in the background. "It just came in. I thought you might be hungry."
"Well, yes." Feng Xue admitted. "I ate breakfast in the capital."
His cousin quickly finished and threw on a pair of comfortable shorts and a Tee. within moments, the two sisters were seated around the table, enjoying a hearty lunch that consisted of chow mein, braised pork belly, pickled winter melon and radishes and some local specialities like braised spare ribs, fried gluten balls, duck blood and vermicelli soup.
