——Dinner with a North Korean girl
I went to the department store in Pyongyang with Xiao Zhao and his entourage today. We bought a lot of big and small bags there and put them back in our apartment room. Then we sat in the lounge area downstairs in the apartment for a while, refreshed ourselves and prepared to go over for dinner for a while.
We are discussing the restaurant where we are going to have dinner. At this time, Xiao Zhao's cell phone rang, and she saw that it was the call from Instructor Wu. She should be looking for work.
Xiao Zhao hurried over to answer the phone after saying hello to me. My little sister and I had to wait here for her to come back. After a few minutes, Xiao Zhao finished answering the call and walked towards us, greeting my little sister and me to prepare to leave.
Pyongyang downtown street view
On the road, Xiao Zhao told me about the call I just received. It turned out to be the call from Director Wu. He was temporarily unable to go to the Pyongyang train station to pick up the parcel today. After learning that Xiao Zhao was nearby, he told her to take the parcel out and take it back to his work unit.
Now it seems that we need to go to the Pyongyang train station first to help Instructor Wu get the package. It just so happens to take advantage of the opportunity of picking up packages to see the international train consignment business here at Pyongyang Railway Station.
When the three of us arrived at the railway station square, there was already a lot of vehicles parked here. It should be the people and vehicles that came to pick up people or goods at this point in time.
When we passed the entrance of Pyongyang Railway Station, Xiao Zhao didn't stop and led us straight forward. It seems that instead of entering the platform to pick up the goods, my little sister and I followed her straight forward.
Following the vehicles parked on the side of the road and passing through a few intersections, Xiao Zhao led me and my sister into the alley next to the train station. There are still many vehicles parked on the not-so-wide streets. The drivers of the vehicles are sitting around each other, waiting for the goods that need to be loaded from Dandong, China.
Pyongyang Railway Station Square is parked with various vehicles
In the distance, I saw a dozen local men surrounding the office door.Convergence of different forms here. They ridiculed each other at this time, and they drew bursts of laughter from time to time.
They saw the three of us approaching, stopped talking to each other, and looked at us. It should be that we will be a little surprised when we see them. Usually, outsiders will not come here.
I saw so many drivers congregating at the door, and I felt a little uneasy. I asked Xiao Zhao in a low voice whether I would have trouble following the past. Don't let me in.
Xiao Zhao, who was walking in the front, turned around and said quietly to me: "Don't pay attention to them, you can just follow me, go straight to the office."
I nodded to Xiao Zhao, and then joined the little sister. Behind Xiao Zhao, walked into the only office here.
When we passed by these drivers who were waiting to pick up the goods, I could feel their attention and my heart pounded. I was always worried that they would stop me, a foreigner, and find an unnecessary excuse to keep me from entering.
The three of us just walked into the office door here under the eyes of everyone, and the stone hanging in my heart was considered to have fallen to the ground. (The main thing is to go out and be stressful with beautiful women)
Pyongyang Railway Station platform
The office in front of you looks like a long corridor, and the back door leads directly to the platform of the railway station. On the train, it is convenient to transport goods back and forth.
In front is a separate office space, which is simply placed with a desk and a few chairs. At this time, there were several Koreans in uniforms, busy organizing the newly arrived list on the table, and responded to the people's questions without looking up.
There are several workers at the door behind, who are still busy carrying new goods back and forth. The floor of the room was gradually piled up with packages with various names, and goods of various shapes and sizes were waiting for their owners to come and claim them.
At this time, people came in one after another outside the door, greeted the people in the office, and went in to look for their packages.
Xiao Zhao asked me and my sister to wait beside him,After greeted the staff in the office, she walked into the pile of goods behind and joined the team looking for packages.
Originally, I was thinking about helping Xiao Zhao find a package together. I thought about it again, I'm afraid it won't work. This is in Pyongyang, North Korea. I will only cause her trouble if I pass, but it will not help her. It seems that my little sister and I can only stay here and wait for Xiao Zhao to come back.
North Korean railway station platform
When my little sister and I were waiting next to me, I saw many translators who were dressed as Xiao Zhao looking for packages. Some of the North Korean girls looked fashionable and well-dressed. They carried a large package from inside, which did not match their identities. I don't care about my girl's identity at all, and it is really too dedicated to carry the goods by myself.
The girls here are really capable. They can really walk on the street brightly and do physical work in person.
When I looked at other North Korean girls with emotion, Xiao Zhao walked towards us with a black package in his hand. I quickly walked over and took the package. The package feels very heavy at the beginning, it is estimated to be more than 10 kilograms, and the contents inside are particularly strong. Seeing that Xiao Zhao could just bring it over, she didn't expect her to be particularly energetic.
After Xiao Zhao went inside to complete the formalities, we took the package and walked out of the office here. Xiao Zhao turned around and told me, let us follow her and deliver this package to the unit car parked nearby, so that we don't have to carry the package to eat.
We walked a long way out before stopping in front of a minibus. Xiao Zhao knocked on the cab window a few times, and the North Korean man came out from inside. After seeing Xiao Zhao, the driver of this minibus greeted him enthusiastically.
After Xiao Zhao exchanged a few words with him, the driver walked over and picked up the package in my hand. Xiao Zhao also came over deliberately, pointed to the name on the A4 on the package and explained to the driver several times. The general idea should be that after the driver goes back, he must hand it over to Instructor Wu himself.
I have never seen the driver in front of me before. I heard Xiao Zhao introduced him as another driver in the unit. I happened to pick up the goods here today,The package we received happened to be able to let him take it back to the unit. The driver in front of me greeted me with a smile on his face: "Hello!..."
Seeing the driver greeted me, he hurriedly took out the domestic cigarette he was carrying with him, took one out and handed it to the driver. Many times here, I still like to give them domestic cigarettes, so that it will be more labor-saving to work, and they sometimes help us.
When the driver saw the cigarette I handed him, he accepted it very happily. He kept saying "Thank you..." to me.
North Korean drivers like to smoke Chinese cigarettes. I'm in North Korea. In many cases, the cigarettes I carry with me have become the bridge of friendship between me and the North Korean men, and the bond between me and the North Korean men is more quickly integrated.
The driver in front of him should have the same mood, and he will definitely help Xiao Zhao with special care and safely deliver the package to Instructor Wu.
After we settled the package properly, Xiao Zhao was relieved with a sigh of relief. Next, I took my little sister and I to the restaurant we were going to go to today.
Pyongyang Railway Station Square
Eat a rotating hot pot in Pyongyang
The restaurant on the left of Pyongyang Railway Station is the restaurant on the left of Pyongyang Station. nearby. The location where we pick up the package now happens to be able to arrive on the way.
Xiao Zhao led us through the bustling square, turned the two intersections in front, and stopped in front of a glass door. Xiao Zhao said to me: "This is the restaurant we are coming over to eat today. Let's go in."
Looking at the deserted scene in front of the door, if Xiao Zhao hadn't told me that this is a restaurant, I would have thought that there was a glass in front of me. Inside the door is an ordinary house in Pyongyang. It is hard to tell from the outside that such a place would be a restaurant.
The three of us walked into the glass door in front of us, and there was a glass door facing each other.This setting is a bit different. After walking into the second glass door, we finally came to the North Korean restaurant.
The decoration inside is very elegant, there is a solitary single room in the lobby, next to it is a table with dishes rotating. With the chandelier decorated on the roof, it looks very sentimental.
There are already two or three people dining at this time. Follow the beautiful waiter in, there is always a feeling of deja vu. The decoration here is very similar to the domestic style. If it weren't for the Korean characters on the wall, I would have thought I walked into a domestic restaurant. I thought to myself: It seems that the revolving small hot pot here in North Korea should be operated by referring to the imported domestic mature model.
The waiter led us to a table with high stools rotating all kinds of dishes, greeted us to sit down, and delivered us boiled water by the way. The beautiful waiters here are very good, and every time they see them, they will smile back.
We chose the inner position and sat down, and the little girl was very excited when she sat next to me. Looking around the surroundings, seeing the various dishes spinning around, I curiously asked my sister. It can be seen that the little girl should rarely come to eat in such a place. I am full of curiosity about everything here, and what kind of food and consumption are needed, and I also have a strong interest in it.
After Xiao Zhao explained to the waiter the hot pot base we need, he began to tell us about the characteristics of this place. The dishes that are constantly rotating on the table will be displayed on the corresponding plate according to the value of the various dishes. We can choose to take it down according to personal preference, put it in our own hot pot, and enjoy the food.
In the end, the paying attendant will settle the price according to the color of the plate taken off the table and the corresponding price. This mode is very considerate and allows people who come to consume to choose by themselves.
Soon the bottom of the pot of our own choice was placed in front of us, and each of us began to choose our favorite dishes. I specially asked Xiao Zhao to order me a Datongjiang beer . How can I eat hot pot without beer? Eating here is the same enjoyment.
Datongjiang Beer in Pyongyang
Xiao Zhao and sisters did not drink beer today,They took the freshly squeezed juice from the turntable. I drank it with relish, and Xiao Zhao asked me to try it. The taste was good.
I really didn't expect that when I came to North Korea, I would still have the opportunity to experience hot pot in Pyongyang. Tonight, I was eating hot pot with two North Korean girls. It made me feel happy and it was so pleasant.
While we were eating, people began to come to the restaurant, and then people were seated next to us. The business of this revolving hot pot is particularly good. The people who come to eat seem to be mostly locals, but outsiders are seen in the crowd. They should have been in North Korea for a long time. Come to this restaurant to find the domestic atmosphere.
We ended our dinner in a very pleasant atmosphere. When the little girl left, she said that she was very full today. However, Xiao Zhao was very quiet when eating. He has been busy taking care of me and my little sister, and silently adding vegetables to us. She ate very little, I asked her, she always said that she was not very hungry.
This is a bit far away from the apartment I live in. I originally wanted to take a taxi back. Xiao Zhao said that it was still early and the taxi here was too expensive, so he took me to walk back.
When the sisters sent me back to the apartment, they were going to take the subway home. I thought it was too late, so I insisted on letting them take a taxi back, so that it would be safer. After watching the car driving them leave, I went back to the apartment to rest.
Today is the most pleasant day I have spent here! Thanks for the company of two North Korean girls, so that I no longer feel lonely in Pyongyang!
to be continued! Continue to share more life in North Korea!
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