On the way from Bundi to Jaipur, there are many sea of flowers at the roadside, quite beautiful. The driver keeps saying ‘Cooking’, Choumeizai wonders: Are these white flowers edible?
Soon, the driver stops the car next to a farm and gets some rest, there is a big sea of white flowers behind the farm. Choumeizai goes down and has a look, suddenly understands everything, the driver is actually saying 'Cocaine' instead of 'Cooking', but 'Cocaine' is also wrong, these white flowers are poppies, the material of opium and morphine.
According to the driver, only the farm which got the license issued by the government can grow poppies, and are restricted to medical use, so Choumeizai asks if this farm got any license, the driver grins but no answer.
The driver also says, if Choumeizai likes these poppies, he can buy some for souvenirs, not sure if it is just a joke or something else.
Before leaving, the owner of the farm invites Choumeizai to have some milk tea, it tastes good, and Choumeizai doesn’t have any unwell afterwards, so it doesn’t have any poppies, right?
