Soon our car drove into a small town. It's lunch time now and we pulled over in front of a small restaurant, where we were welcomed into the kitchen to order, since it had no menu. Local foods including fenpi, (a glutinous jelly), wild ferns, wild celery ( with strong parsley smell), scrambled egg and spring onion, and pig large intestine, tasted a little spicy and too salty. The girls wanted much to try farm chicken soup but had to cancel,concerning the long stew time.
We joked again the three-li story and then we agreed on staying on the hill for the night must be better idea. Luckily I did some homework, I dialed to one hostel up on the hill and managed to have a room for four of us,at some discount. We never thought we were lucky, because we later found out it was not the only the last room, but it was actually already booked out. But the owner failed to reconfirm due to bad phone connections, we had it at 45 yuan off from 50, including dinner and breakfast.
We were supposed to make a left turn at xiajing, but after twenty minutes' driving, we were again and again so attracted by the rapeseed blossoms on all the fields to our right hand-side... We finally found out we already went too far, so we turned back and checked several times about the ways until we saw a very narrow corner, followed by a narrower path,but with busy traffic of many cars and tour buses, on the paths and small parking lots.
Some guy offered 30 yuan to guide us, but we decided to discover by ourselves, for sake of freedom and also losing direction should not possible, considering so many hikers and photographers around.
It was close to 2 p.m. and the sky seemed darker, clearly with rains coming soon. Despite we reminded us to hurry up a little for the one-hour-long trek, however, great views as well as fresh air and fragrant flowers aroma made us stop a lot. We soon ascended to the half way, where the deep valley, about a hundred meter deep, dotted by yellow flower sea and white houses did look like 'a wonderland', as some photographers on the way described.
We said good bye to eight hikers from Hangzhou we just met on the way. They were a little disappointed to hear our hostel, easily noticed with a red flag on roof, was just 50 meters away from such a wonderful sight when the big rain began pouring down.
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