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Chapter 64

Yu Jie's reminders echoed in his mind layer upon layer.

Be careful.

Be careful with the locals.

Rip off.

Then, come to play, kill sheep, and so on.

Chen Xing broke out in a cold sweat for a while, but reason told him that it is already 2021, and the country he lives in has become the second largest economy in the world. The country is rich and the people are strong, and the legal system is complete. No one would be so blatantly harmful, right? .

He refused, "I'll just go to the scenic spot for a stroll."

What Yu Jie said was quite serious, and Chen Xing didn't dare to go to the house of someone he just met.

What if, right?

But chatting is still possible. This car is so small that Chen Xing has to bend his legs all the time. He is just over 1.8 meters tall and sitting here is like an adult sitting on a low bench. His knees are higher than his buttocks, so he must rest It is bad rest.

Chen Xing couldn't understand the Tibetan language spoken by those Tibetans, so he could only talk to this grandma.

"How old are you child."

"22."

"It's amazing to come out alone at such a young age."

Chen Xing also falsely reported that he was three years old.

"Grandma, you live in Namtso, do you usually have many tourists there?"

"Many, people often drive in, the grass is crushed, and they don't listen to us. Now many of our pastures can't grow grass. My son used wood to make a wooden fence around it, but People still drive in occasionally."

This kind of thing is quite common on the grassland.

[-] is a little better. Under normal circumstances, tourists will only drive their cars off the national highway, then park on the grass next to the road and walk to play by themselves, as long as there are no scenic spots nearby.

The grandmother's home is like this. Tourists don't want to go to the scenic spot to spend money to see the scenery, but want to go around the scenic spot to see if there is a road leading to Namtso.After all, this is a big lake, as long as you have the heart, you can find a 'free' way.

Therefore, when tourists saw that there was only a grassland between the national highway and Namtso, they drove over.

People who live in the interior will not know what harm it will do to the grassland.

Chen Xing only understood after hearing the old lady's complaints.

He asked some Tibetan customs, and grandma told him everything, and then the two older brothers sitting in front also joined in their chat.

Most of the Tibetans who are closer to the tourist routes can speak some Mandarin, especially the Tibetans after the 90s, who have already received modern education, and there must be no problem in communication after coming to Tibet.

Just like when Chen Xing was in the mountainous area of ​​southern Yunnan, even if some old people couldn't speak Mandarin, they could understand what Chen Xing said.

The car stopped at Dangxiong, and Chen Xing got out of the car with a pale face.

This time it's not bad, Chen Xing has an amazing physique and adaptability even if he didn't spit it out after sitting on a bus with such a low technological content for several hours.

Grandma grabbed the door and got out of the car, and Chen Xing quickly went to help her.

"You really don't want to go?"

"No, I'll just take a look at the scenic spot."

"I think you are nervous? Don't be afraid, Chen Xing, we are not wolves."

"Hehe..." Chen Xing laughed dryly.

Still too young to be seen.

If Chen Xing agreed, Chen Xing would actually be able to go to the Namtso Scenic Area for free, even to the temporarily closed Holy Elephant Gate. The grandmother's home included a part of the scenic area, so it was easy to bring a person in.

But he refused.

The old grandma didn't speak, she bowed her body and walked away slowly.

Chen Xing also went out, he wanted to walk around the county first, and then find a car for the scenic spot.

When he saw Heishui Town before, he saw the kind of residential buildings with Tibetan style, and he felt that this was the place where Tibetans lived, with a strong Tibetan flavor.But when he really came to Tibet, he didn't know what Tibetan taste is.

Dangxiong undoubtedly has a Tibetan taste.

It has a vast area and sparsely populated land. There are no green plants on the road at all, and the yellow sand is everywhere, just like a city in the desert.

It has a small white palace that is very similar to the Potala Palace, but there is only one floor on the ground, and then there are many small two-story buildings on the side of the road. Yes, most of the buildings are two-story, and there are few high-rise buildings. As for buildings, Chen Xing only saw taller buildings in government buildings, police stations and other places.

This is near, not to mention far away.

In fact, you can’t see how far away. Looking to the left, there are snow mountains. Looking to the right, there are still snow mountains. This place is like a place surrounded by snow mountains. The sky is blue, and you can clearly see the moon hanging far away in the sky. Let this piece of world appear empty and peaceful.

In Tibet, the moon can be seen during the day, and it is often seen.

He has been on the road for a long time.

There are not many plants here, but the air is very good. Although the air is a bit cold because the weather is getting colder, it is really comfortable to breathe.

Walk into a place called Sichuan Restaurant.

"Boss, do you have mapo tofu and boiled pork slices?"

"Have!"

An aunt came over to wipe the table and asked, "Are you alone?"

"Yes, just me."

"He's from Sichuan province?"

"Eh, yes."

I feel that there are fellow villagers from Sichuan Province everywhere, especially in Tibet. Whenever you see a Sichuan restaurant and you go in, most of the chefs and waiters are from Sichuan Province.

The food in Tibet is very expensive. He knew it when he just came here yesterday, but he still couldn’t stop talking about the 58 servings of boiled pork slices. Even mapo tofu costs 25 yuan, which is already in Sichuan province. It's the price of a meat dish.

The dishes did not surprise Chen Xing, but the familiar home-cooked taste.

After the meal, Chen Xing asked: "Ma'am, where is there a car to go to Namtso?"

"Nam Co, there is a car at the station, or you can take a look at the ride, there are often there, young man, happy travel."

Chen Xing walked out of the restaurant with his mobile phone, and was about to search the ride, but saw a young man with a big bag on the side of the road giving a thumbs up to the road. He put it up.

He was a little curious, walked over and asked, "Dude, what are you doing?"

The man looked back and saw that he was also a foreigner, so he said in a very optimistic tone: "I stopped the car and went to the Namtso scenic spot."

"Can you stop the car like this?"

He still did not forget to give thumbs up to passing cars, and explained to Chen Xing by the way:

"You don't understand this. I'm called carrying a big car. I just need to wait for the thumbs up on the side of the road, and occasionally I can stop a big truck. When the time comes, I will throw my bag on the car and find a comfortable car. Wouldn’t this save the car fare?”

"awesome."

Chen Xing nodded in praise, it was the first time he had heard of such a way of traveling.

During the conversation, a truck really stopped, and the little brother smiled at Chen Xing and asked, "Can you get on?"

Chen Xing looked at his dusty appearance and the thick dirt on the truck, smiled and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)