I build an oasis in the northwest

Chapter 66 Kazakh Waist Knife
As soon as they started eating, everyone was attracted by the delicious food on the plate.

The eyes of the few tourists who ate the fruit sticks first immediately lit up: "Guide, this long stick is delicious, can I have it again?"

Chen Mu glanced at it: "This is a fruit strip, okay."

Fruit sticks are made using only milk, ghee and flour without adding a drop of water.

Therefore, the fruit strips have a strong milky and wheat aroma, and a crispy texture, which is very delicious.

Moreover, the production method of Qiqige here is different from the traditional production method.She didn't use deep frying, but baked it in a stove, so it doesn't taste greasy at all, and with the crispy and crispy texture, people can't stop eating it, and the more they eat, the more they want to eat.

So after hearing that you can get some more, tourists who like this one stretched out their hands one after another.

"We want one too."

"This also needs to be done."

"And here."

In the end, almost everyone wanted a share. Seeing this, Chen Mu was completely helpless.

A few times before, tourists complained that there were too many fruit sticks and too little fried rice, so they asked him for advice.

He learned from his opinion that this time there were fewer fruit sticks and more fried rice, and they all started to say that the fruit sticks were not enough.

Sure enough, tourists’ thoughts are the most difficult to understand.

Another small portion was given to each person. After eating, there were still a few tourists who were not satisfied with the first bite, but they were too embarrassed to ask for more, so they asked.

"Guide Chen, can this be purchased with money?"

Chen Mu nodded as usual and told the price.

After hearing that the price was not expensive, other tourists immediately stretched out their hands and said the amount they wanted.

"I want to buy three catties!"

"Guide Chen, I want five catties."

"We want a catty."

Chen Mu recorded them one by one and charged them, and finally gave the money to Qi Qige.

When Qiqige saw the money in his hand, he smiled helplessly.

"Xiao Mu, our Red Food Restaurant has almost become a place specializing in selling fruit sticks."

Chen Mu smiled helplessly.

In fact, it is not only here, but also Boysen's family and Tibetan villages.

Bossen is from the Kazakh ethnic group. Due to traditional customs, men in their tribe wear a gemstone dagger - a waist knife - engraved with ethnic patterns around their waists.

The female tourists saw it, but the male tourists' eyes lit up when they saw Bosen and Zhilikobai casually pulling out the daggers from their waists to cut, trim, and eat the meat.

Cold weapons are men’s dreams.

So when I saw a cold weapon with a good-looking style, a sharp blade, and a unique meaning, and it also came with a sheath and a double sword, I was immediately overjoyed and took out my banknotes to buy it.

According to Bosen, they have sold more than 30 waist knives alone.

Even the belts made of cowhide have been bought, especially when paired with skirts, they have a different aesthetic feeling, so female tourists like them very much.

Because he was too embarrassed to refuse his Akoyechilekobai, he now only had one belt left pitifully waiting for him to cut it diagonally and buy it for him.

In Tibetan villages, various jewelry and highland barley wine are the most popular.

Female tourists like to draw traditional Tibetan patterns: cross pattern, carrot pattern, circular pattern, four-elephant pattern, radar pattern, Pisces pattern, cloud pattern and other ornaments and cloth products.

Such as grain harvest towers, fragrant cloth, card mats and various hats.

The male tourists like the highland barley wine which is a little strange at first but becomes better and better after a few sips.

Because they all drove here by themselves, most of them took a small jar of highland barley wine with them when they returned.

This morning Duoji happily told him that all the highland barley wine their family brewed this year was sold out, except for some left to entertain tourists.

Of course, this is also related to how much wine they don't make in a year.

"Abba Gaborigan, as long as you can make money, it doesn't matter what you sell it for." The door of the hotel suddenly opened, and Agudamu, who had listened for a while, said casually.

"He Saibainu, Abba Gaborigan."

"Sabainu, Agudam."

After saying hello, Qi Qige gave him a white look: "This is a restaurant that mainly serves red food, how can we sell so many purple food!"

Agudamu shrugged and said nothing.

Qiqige just complained casually, so he didn't continue, and asked about Agudam's lunch today: "Is it still the same?"

"Yes, thank you, Abba Gaborzgen."

Afterwards, the two came to the cubicle that Chen Mu had chosen before, where they could see most of the tourists. After sitting cross-legged, Agudam picked up a pot of milk tea that Qiqige had just brought over, and drank several cups in succession. .

After he put down the cup, Chen Mu glanced at the other tourists who had already eaten more than half, and said apologetically, "Agudam, I have to take them to the next attraction later, so I will leave early."

It is very rude to suddenly leave the table in the middle of a meal with someone, not to mention the Mongolian people opposite you who pay great attention to eating.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, he had to explain this first.

Aguda didn't care: "It's okay, the things you are busy with are important."

Immediately he continued: "This time I came here on a special trip to find you. My signal is not good, so I'm afraid I can't make it clear to you on the phone. No, I came to the town to buy grass seeds today. I remember that you should come here at noon. So here we come."

"Huh?" Chen Mu was puzzled.

Agudamu made a long story short: "You asked me to ask about paying separately, and going to the aerial seeding company to learn about grass seed aerial sowing, and it is best to follow the flight, but I was rejected."

Chen Mu sighed.

Sure enough.

After exchanging drones from the system before, a thought flashed through his mind.

After all, I promised my grandfather to bring green to the Northwest. In addition to planting trees, the degraded grassland is naturally included.

Because he was inexperienced and afraid of wasting grass seeds, Chen Mu wanted to learn from the aerial seeding company how to sow, when to sow, and how to sow to maximize the survival rate of the seeds.

However, aerial seeding was too expensive. As he had no financial strength and had never rented an aerial seeding machine, he had no choice but to ask Agudamu, who was sowing and fertilizing his pasture, for help.

Chen Mu was not disappointed when he was rejected as expected, but he started to have some headaches after remembering that he needed to find out the experience of planting by himself.

But in the next second, Agudam's words made him hopeful again.

"But these past few days, my pasture is being sown by air. If you are interested, you can come and have a look."

This is already good!

Chen Mu thanked again and again contentedly: "Thank you, Agudam."

"However, why do you suddenly want to learn aerial sowing? Without a helicopter, it is useless for you to learn this. There is no way to sow seeds and fertilize by flying." Agudamu asked his question.

Chen Mu replied honestly: "I have four drones now, and I want to try drone seeding."

Hearing this, Agudamu also became interested.

(End of this chapter)