Portable Museum

Chapter 102 Returning to China, Entering Snow City
What is your experience wearing sunglasses at night?
Zhang Junping feels very cool and chic.

Like a fairy, strolling in the mine, displaying the universe in his sleeves, waving his sleeves, and carrying several coal mountains.

After collecting the coal at the mine, Zhang Junping did not leave in a hurry, and came to the office of the mine again.

After searching several offices, I finally found a map.

Through the map, Zhang Junping confirmed one thing, he went in the wrong direction.

From Vladivostok to Suifenhe, he should go south by east, but he turned southwest.

This has entered the hinterland of the Siberian wilderness, no wonder there are mines.

After determining the direction, Zhang Junping picked up the map and left the mine.

Dive headlong into the snowstorm.

Soon, it disappeared without a trace.

The wind and snow covered all his tracks, as if he had never appeared before.

If you don't think about the disappearing coal mountain, no one knows that he has been here.

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After two days of trekking, Zhang Junping finally arrived at Suifenhe.

Zhang Junping did not cross the river and headed for Suifenhe City, but along the Suifen River into Dongning County, Taipingling, the birthplace of the small Suifen River.

After going around the Taiping Ridge again, we entered the Snow City.

When approaching Mudanjiang, Zhang Junping cleaned himself up thoroughly.

The previous harvest on Svetlana Street in Bird City worked at this time.

He shaved his beard clean. As for his hair, he wore a hat and couldn't see it.

He also took out a navy blue Chinese tunic suit and put it on. There was a black woolen overcoat on the outside, and a pair of unremarkable wolf fur boots under his feet. He was clean and neat, and he looked like a leading cadre.

After changing his clothes, Zhang Junping took out a bicycle from the space and rode it into Xuecheng.

After entering the urban area, Zhang Junping asked someone to inquire, and came to the government guest house.

He took out the letter of introduction and work permit, and opened a room.

For the letter of introduction, Zhang Junping has a lot of blanks in his hand, as long as he fills in the place and date he is going to, it will be a real letter of introduction.

After entering the room, Zhang Junping found a brand new set of fleece pants and underwear from the space, and found a brand new set of cotton clothes, cotton pants, towels, soap and other toiletries.

Then he left the guest house with his things.

On the way here just now, he searched specifically and found a bathhouse nearby.

The bathing hall and the barber shop are next to each other, so it is convenient to take a shower after a haircut.

Zhang Junping advanced to the barbershop to get a haircut, and his messy hair turned into a neat crew cut.

Leaving the barbershop, he went straight into the bathroom.

In his last life, Zhang Junping traveled all over the world. He always thought that a place with a pool and a place where you can take a bath is called a bathing hall.

You can't soak in the pool, what is it called a bath?
Therefore, the bath has to be in the north.

After soaking in the pool for half an hour, I asked the master to rub my back and trim my feet.

From the inside to the outside, the whole body is transparent, and I am exhausted after four days of walking in the wilderness.

In the bathing hall, I ordered a pot of tea, and listened to a large group of northeastern old men bragging and farting there, and I felt very relaxed.

After squinting in the bathroom, Zhang Junping was woken up by his stomach.

Put on clean underwear, put on a new cotton jacket and cotton trousers, put on a Chinese tunic suit, trousers, a white scarf around the neck, and finally put on a black woolen coat and wolf fur boots.

In this attire, he is a college student and young cadre from a big city.

Randomly looking for a restaurant with a relatively large appearance, Zhang Junping ordered two dishes: stewed chicken with mushrooms, braised sturgeon, and ordered Feilong soup and half a catty of rice.

Paid the money and waited.

Fortunately, Zhang Junping came earlier and there was still more than an hour before the normal meal time.

In such a huge restaurant, he was the only customer, so he didn't have to wait too long.

In about ten minutes, the first dish of stewed sturgeon was ready, and the stewed chicken with mushrooms could not be stewed well for an hour, and the taste could not be tasted.

Zhang Junping served rice and waited while eating, he was not in a hurry anyway.

Sturgeon is cartilaginous and hard-scaled fish without so many fish bones. The braised sturgeon is tender and juicy and goes well with rice.

Although his stomach kept growling and urging Zhang Junping to eat quickly, Zhang Junping still ate very slowly.

Savor the tender and juicy sturgeon first, followed by a bite of rice.

I didn't eat a few mouthfuls of the sturgeon, and the Feilong soup was ready.

One mouthful of fish, one mouthful of rice, and another mouthful of soup. The delicious Feilong soup floods the taste buds like a flood.

Eating is a kind of enjoyment. Although Zhang Junping eats very quickly most of the time, it does not delay his enjoyment of the food at all.

When the sturgeon was finished and the rice was half eaten, the stewed chicken with mushrooms was finally out of the pot.

The chickens are very tender, and the chickens selected are all less than one year old. They are definitely native free-range chickens.

No feed was given.

The chicken after the aroma of the mushrooms is fresh and tender, but not at all firewood.

The mushrooms stewed with chicken absorb the aroma of chicken and are more delicious than chicken.

After finishing the rice, Zhang Junping ordered another plate of fried peanuts and a bottle of Mudanjiang.

Take a sip of wine, eat a peanut, and have a piece of chicken.

Forgive yourself for being a vegetable wine.

However, drinking and eating food is a kind of enjoyment.

This is a treat from mind to body to taste buds.

Those who despise vegetable wine, who claim to drink a meal of wine with a peanut, or drink a meal of wine with a large grain of salt, really want to enjoy the wine.

Are you really worried that the food will cover up the deliciousness of the wine?
I'm afraid it's more about, don't you have money to buy food and drink?
Zhang Junping thought happily, feeling very relaxed.

It wasn't until the hotel waiter looked at him several times with disgust and was about to drive away that Zhang Junping took the last sip of wine and left with his dirty clothes.

Zhang Junping drank by himself, so naturally he would not cheat, a catty of wine happened to be slightly tipsy.

Back at the guest house, Zhang Junping took off his clothes, lay on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

The first level of sleep is refreshing. After this sleep, Zhang Junping didn't wake up until after eight o'clock the next morning.

These days, on the side of the double-headed eagle, Zhang Junping's heart has been tense, even after entering the wilderness, he dare not relax.

As strong as a brown bear, he would be ripped off by a tiger in his sleep and die in his sleep, let alone him.

It wasn't until entering Xuecheng that Zhang Junping's heart relaxed.

Get a good night's sleep.

This trip to the Double-Headed Eagle City has been very rewarding.

Among other things, there are almost 500,000 tons of coal alone.

In addition, there are more than 100 heavy trucks, more than 200 tractors, countless various mechanical equipment and parts, and countless other materials.

Zhang Junping did not rush to get up and get dressed, but immersed his mind in the museum space.

At this time, the sky of the museum space is filled with all kinds of fragments of experience.

After careful study, Zhang Junping found that the experience fragments had changed.

Originally, painting was divided into landscape painting, flower-and-bird painting, and lady painting, but now it is directly combined into experience fragments of traditional Chinese painting.

Parallel with it, there is also a fragment of Western painting experience.

Porcelain is no longer distinguished by age, only by type.

PS: I recommend the book "Honghuang: Sanctification Begins from Beihai" by a beautiful author. If you like Honghuang's writing, you can read it.

　I don't want to say anything, everyone slowly look back.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)