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Chapter 74
The person who repairs the car is a Han nationality, but he grew up in Tibet. His name is Wang Heng.

As soon as he started repairing the car, Nima Zhandui dispatched his family to make preparations for the relocation.

He piled the luggage that he had packed a long time ago next to the car, and drove on the road as soon as the car was ready, and set up the tent first at today's destination.And Tashi began to drive the livestock.

In nomadic families, most of the work is done by women, such as herding yaks, milking cows, and making dairy products.

Dairy products are an important source of income for Nima Zhandui's family. They will sell these dairy products to Damxiong, and even sell them to the Holy City.

Fresh milk is the raw material for making sweet tea, and after the extracted milk is refined, the butter can be used to make butter tea. Therefore, in any restaurant, the price of butter tea is higher than that of sweet tea.

Chen Xing couldn't help much, he just helped with some things.

In fact, he really wanted to learn how to ride a horse, but Nima Zhandui had no time to teach him now, and Chen Xing didn't dare to sit on it by himself, so he had to give up.

He sat down next to Wang Heng and asked, "How did your family come to Tibet?"

He was lying under the car, speaking Mandarin very standard.

"My grandfather is the third batch of college students to support Tibet. After coming here, he lived in Dangxiong. He united with the local herdsmen. My mother came here to do handicraft business. She opened a shop and can take you with her later. Go take a look and take care of our business."

After talking just now, Chen Xing took his car back to Dangxiong.

He snorted and said, "You are still a rich second generation, and you still repair the car yourself?"

"Haha, I sell motorcycles, and I'm friends with brother Zhandui, what about you? How did you come here, and you stayed here for one night."

"Ordinary tourists, it's an accident to come here."

"It can be seen that it was an accident."

"How to say?"

He climbed out from under the car to rest, and said to Chen Xing:
"Brother Zhandui's lawn is often driven in and crushed, so he thought of a way to block the mandatory fee for every one that came in, and for every one that came in, the compulsory fee was blocked. After a long time, tourists complained on the Internet, and those who drove in would be charged. Much less."

"Ah? Then what if others call the police?"

"The outsiders don't know the situation, and the police don't know about it. Besides, those tourists want to evade the fare to go to Namtso, so it doesn't make sense to call the police."

"Too."

He got under the car again to repair the car, and said: "I'll fix it here soon, you go and borrow the motorcycle helmet from Brother Zhandui, anyway, he won't need it for a while, and I will help you return it." give him."

"okay."

Chen Xing stood up and patted the dirt on his pants, and went into the room to find someone.

It takes half an hour to drive from here to Damxiong, and he dare not get on a motorcycle without protection.

The cold wind will definitely tear small holes in people's faces.

After 10 minutes, the car was repaired. Wang Heng went in and started it, and came out and shouted: "It's repaired, Brother Zhandui! It's not a battery problem!"

Nima Zhandui also shouted: "Okay, thank you, let's have barbecue tonight!"

"okay!"

He looked back and saw Chen Xing looking at the horse, and said with a smile: "Let's go, anyway, you have to stay here for a few days, and when brother Zhandui is not busy the day after tomorrow, you can ask him to teach you how to ride a horse. Anyway, he is fine in winter." matter."

Chen Xing shook his head and said, "I don't know how long I will stay."

I have made appointments with others to go to Mount Kailash and said that I will do it. It is not good to change my mind halfway.

I hope Yu Jie will slow down a bit.

Wang Heng took off his overalls and put them in the toolbox, got on his motorcycle and said to Chen Xing: "Let's go, I'll take you to Dangxiong for a stroll, but I still have something to do. Come find you again."

Chen Xing went to get the luggage and sat on it wearing a helmet.

The motorcycle was galloping all the way.

It is very cold in November, especially in Damxung, which is even colder due to its proximity to the Himalayas.

His hands were numb when he got out of the car.

"Chen Xing, do you want to go to the souvenir shop opened by my mother to buy things? Among other things, yak meat, saffron, etc. are definitely genuine products. If you buy a lot, you can get home delivery with free shipping."

"No, no, thank you."

He wasn't planning to go home for a short time, and the gift he sent back didn't have a sense of ceremony, so he should bring it with his own hands when the time comes.

"That's fine." Wang Heng stepped on the motorcycle very coolly, twisted the accelerator and said, "Let's go first, I will contact you later."

"it is good."

Chen Xing carried his travel bag again and walked on the very familiar main road in Dangxiong.

It was here that he got into Xie Kaiji's car yesterday.

The restaurant where we ate was less than 100 meters away.

He walked slowly along the street, and the surrounding snow-capped mountains were like the moon in the sky. No matter where you go, they will always be there.

Chen Xing began to feel that this small town has a lot of charm.

It is too close to Namtso, but one is a remote city in the wind and dust, and the other is a fairy lake that is also called a pearl among many scenic spots in the world. Chen Xing is fascinated by the contrast between these two.

There must be secrets in this county that I don't know, Chen Xing thought in his heart.

As he walked, he was also looking for where to eat today's lunch.

Isn’t traveling just to see the scenery and then eat and drink? You can’t always look for Sichuan cuisine restaurants when you come here, you still have to eat local dishes.

There are many Tibetan restaurants, you don’t really need to look at the name, you just need to see if there is a Tibetan-style cloth curtain on the door of the store, and then look up at the signboard, it is definitely a Tibetan restaurant.

Generally speaking, a restaurant with a lot of customers must have the same taste, but with these curtains, Chen Xing can't see what's going on inside the restaurant at all.

Find one at random, open the door and go in.

There are quite a lot of people.

Everyone looked at Chen Xing in unison, and Chen Xing's heart skipped a beat.

What's going on here?
Did I enter a restaurant that was booked by others?
It was the waiter who came over to relieve Chen Xing.

"Hello, would you like something to eat? Here is the menu."

After Chen Xing sat down in the empty seat near the door, those people turned their gazes away, and they were eating quietly.

The chairs in this restaurant are in the style of a sofa and can sit very deep. It feels like two huge square chairs are spliced ​​together. The table mats and tablecloths are all in the style of outer curtains, and the colors are very bright.

Open the menu.

The first page shows two large and small hot pots, prefixed with Tibetan hot pot, more than 500 for the large one and more than 400 for the small one.

Gee.

This price.

It is higher than the Sichuan restaurant outside.

Continue to look at the menu.

Lalam jelly, it looks like jelly, 58 yuan.

Kangba manzi (barbecue), 288.

Lotus root with saffron, 58
Secret Shredded Beef, 68
Yak Sashimi, 228.

Why do you suddenly not want to eat Tibetan food?From the pictures on the menu, it looks like the snacks you usually buy in the supermarket. If you tear them apart and pour them on a plate, the price will be more than three times more expensive. Isn’t it too easy to make money?

Vegetables are also very expensive, but the vegetables here have to be shipped from outside, so the shipping cost is not simple.

Chen Xing ordered snowy yak paw (beef hooves), fried yak meat with sour radish, and curry potatoes.

Two meat and one vegetarian, plus a sweet tea.

Sweet tea is really cheap, ten yuan a pot. The boss said that he hadn't seen tourists come to her house for dinner for a long time, and he even let Chen Xing drink a free refill.

(End of this chapter)