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Chapter 109 Stone Pot Chicken

It must be no problem for him to say this outside, but the place here is small and there are many locals.

In case someone goes online, that would be bad.

Fortunately, the Tibetan tour guide ignored it.

He has received modern education since he was a child, and he has worked hard in coastal cities for several years before returning. He has become infinitely similar to outsiders in his thinking. Sometimes he even can't understand why his family members donate part of the funds to the Potala Palace for free every year. use.

But it is precisely because of this that he has become a 'reasonable' field guide.

He smiled at Gong Ziying to express that he didn't mind, and continued to lead the people to the next visit point.

Chen Xing is not very interested in gold and gemstones. He knows that these things are very valuable, but no matter how you look at them, he has nothing to do with him. He mainly visits murals, thangkas, colored paintings and other Tibetan artworks.

Don't look at thangka, after all, it's just a painting.

But his materials are the most sophisticated in the world of painting.

The canvases of ancient western oil paintings were mostly made of linen. Chinese ink and fine brushwork used paper, and occasionally cloth, but Thangkas used silk. Needless to say, the preciousness of silk in ancient times, high-grade silk is fine. A luxury that is equal to gold.

However, this is nothing.

His canvases even have embroidery, brocade, tapestry, and appliqués.

Chen Xing also saw a portrait of a certain generation of eminent monks in the Potala Palace. The canvas used was woven with gold threads and interspersed with jewels and jade.

This is just a canvas, not counting the value of the painting on it.

If the things in this palace are sold as antiques, it is estimated that it will refresh the history many times.

Two hours later, the Tibetan tour guide brought them out, clapped their hands and said:
"Okay, friends, our journey will end here. In these two hours, we have visited many excellent treasures of the Potala Palace together. I am deeply impressed by your enthusiasm. , I hope the two hours here will leave you with good memories.”

One of the three sisters said, "Thank you, Lausanne guide."

The tour guide nodded: "Thank you everyone."

Several people left each other with friendly expressions and dispersed. Gong Ziying suddenly stepped forward to stop Chen Xing and asked, "Chen Xing, where are you going now?"

"Dinner, together?"

"Together, but I just came to the Holy City and I don't know where the food is delicious. I see your recommendation."

Among this group of people, he felt that Chen Xing was worth getting to know. Anyway, it was boring at noon, so it would be interesting to find someone to chat with.

See what I recommend?

Chen Xing thought about it.

He was going to eat Sichuan cuisine, but it seemed inappropriate to eat so casually with a guest. Two people from all over the world met in Tibet, so they must eat some Tibetan food, right?
"How about the stone pot chicken?" Chen Xing asked.

"Yes, yes." Gong Ziying nodded and said, he didn't really care about what to eat, he mainly wanted to chat with someone, "Come on, I'll show you my car."

Chen Xing was also very interested after hearing his words.

Gong Ziying came to Tibet by car, and it was an RV.

Sometimes he thinks how convenient it is to have a caravan. Wherever he wants to go, he can just find a parking space and sleep at night. It may be a beautiful thing.

But it has to be a decent RV, it's fine if you modify it yourself, Chen Xing would rather live in a hotel.

Walking out of the square, Chen Xing saw Gong Ziying's car in a parking space on the side of the road. This car didn't look too big, it was light truck in shape, white all over, with red logos on the doors and body, and the car and body were integrated into one, very Handsome, looks very technological.

"Wow!"

Chen Xing said enviously, then walked around the car to the back.

There are small windows at the back of the car.

"This car is not cheap, is it?"

Gong Ziying smiled and said: "It's okay, the top match got 36 yuan, which is almost enough to spend all the money I saved before."

Chen Xing was amazed, he just looked at the car and didn't answer his words.

Rich second generation, I'm so envious.

Gong Ziying's age is not much older than her, and she has just graduated from university for two years. Chen Xing, who can afford this kind of car at his age, can only think of the rich second generation. As for why it is not the rich generation.

Chen Xing instinctively felt that the rich generation would not have the character of Gong Ziying.

At this time, Gong Ziying was frantically introducing this car to Chen Xing, not because he wanted to show off, but because he liked this car too much, and couldn't wait to share this love with friends he knew.

Walking in from the side of the car, the interior decoration is also mostly white.

Gong Ziying pointed to each item and said: "There are some kitchen utensils here. This is an induction cooker with a relatively high power. This is a bathroom with a shower inside. This is a refrigerator and a washing machine. This is a bed and a horizontal bed version. The space in the car doesn’t look that big, but it’s actually quite capable of loading things…”

Chen Xing followed after the tour, and couldn't help asking: "It's a pity that the auto show didn't attract you to do sales."

"Haha, I like this car very much."

"It can be seen." Chen Xing nodded and said, who doesn't like traveling?

"Come on, where are we going to eat?"

Chen Xing got out of the car with him, sat in the passenger seat, and said, "Go to Barkhor Street, there is a famous stone pot chicken over there."

Mu Qing had told him about the place before, and Chen Xing hadn't been there yet.

Gong Ziying drove the car with the navigation, but it took a full 10 minutes to find a parking space, and the park was still far away, and it took only 10 minutes to walk to the store with the navigation.

Tian Cun, Tibetan chicken in stone pot.

From the outside, it was obvious that this store was very popular. Chen Xing was worried that there was no place, so he walked in and saw that a table had just left.

The waiter came over and asked, "Hi sir, how many people?"

"Just the two of us, is there a place?"

"Yes, sir, wait a moment."

This is the best Mandarin Chen Xing has heard in the Tibetan catering industry.

Gong Ziying also stepped forward and said: "It seems that our luck is quite good, no one is queuing up, and someone just happens to get off the table."

After the waiter cleared the table, the two sat down and began to order. Chen Xing pushed the menu towards Gong Ziying with his own idea of ​​treating guests, and said, "Come and order."

Gong Ziying thought the same as Chen Xing, and also wanted to treat guests. He dragged Chen Xing over to eat together, but he had to pay for it himself, so he also gave in.

Finally decided to order a dish for one person.

Chen Xing had eaten stone pot chicken in other places, and he knew the portion of this dish, so it was just right to order one for each person.

Gong Ziying ordered the signature dish Stone Pot Chicken. Chen Xing studied the menu for a long time before ordering a cold Cordyceps Flower. There was no need to order drinks. The sweet tea in this shop was free and refills were free.

While waiting for the dishes, the waiter took another plate of popcorn and said, "The dishes are being prepared, please wait a little longer."

"It's okay." Gong Ziying said.

Chen Xing saw her walking away, and then said to Gong Ziying, "The waiters in this store are very polite."

Gong Ziying also agreed, but said: "The atmosphere is not as good as Haidilao in Sichuan Province, and the service seems to be about the same for the time being."

(End of this chapter)