Taoyuan Live: I have a beast sanctuary

"What does it smell like?"

"It stinks, it seems to smell of cow dung."

Guan Xiaoting poked Wang Qi beside her and whispered.

"You ask this, look at the burning stuff in the stove."

"The fuel is dry cow dung, and of course there will be a smell after burning."

"But it's okay, I don't think it tastes great."

Wang Qi took a few deep breaths and turned to look at Guan Xiaoting.

After everyone was seated, Mrs. Ram, who rushed back from outside the house, was holding a pot of milk tea.

Ram's wife is an authentic Tibetan who does not speak Mandarin, so everyone needs Ram's interpreter to communicate.

"This is my wife, her name is Yangzhu and she doesn't speak Mandarin, she just said hello to you."

"This is butter tea she made herself, so I will definitely ask my distinguished guests to taste it."

Ram took the teapot handed by his daughter-in-law and poured one cup in front of everyone.

"Well, this butter tea is good, it's so fragrant, Ram, you have to translate it for us."

"The butter tea made by your daughter-in-law is delicious."

Lin Bei tasted it lightly, and this butter tea had a strong taste in the mouth, and there was a faint butter aroma.

I couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

As Ram translated, Yangzhu, who was originally a little nervous, suddenly smiled.

Seeing that her husband's guests were satisfied with their milk tea, Yangzhu was obviously very happy.

However, due to the language barrier, she had to rely on her husband's translation.

"Guests, you rest here now, and we'll go and prepare dinner for you."

"If there's anything, you can go over there and find me."

Looking at the time, Ram got up and called his daughter-in-law.

"Haha, that's hard work for you and Yangzhu."

"A few of them have a bit of altitude sickness, a little uncomfortable."

Lin Bei looked at the few people beside him frowning and covering their heads, so he opened his mouth to explain.

"Well, okay, there's hot water on the stove over there, so if you want to drink it, you can make your own tea."

"I hope everyone gets better sooner."

Ram said reverently.

...

The days in Tibetan areas are somewhat long, and the sun does not slowly set until seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

Ram and Yangzhu have been busy in the kitchen.

In order to entertain Lin Bei and his group, they slaughtered a fat sheep in advance.

About half an hour later, the stewed lamb was served on the table.

Other Tibetan delicacies that have never been seen before were also served one by one.

Looking at this table of delicious food, except for Lin Bei, the others obviously lost their appetite and had no appetite due to altitude sickness.

"Guests, if you don't feel comfortable, you can try this."

"Eat more, recovery is faster."

After busy Ram and Yangzhu, a little worried about everyone, brought out a plate of white mushroom cordyceps soup.

"Don't cover your heads, eat some."

"Ram and Yangzhu have been busy all afternoon, cooking so many dishes."

"Oh, drink some soup, this soup they say can relieve altitude sickness."

Lin Bei stood up and served several people a bowl of white mushroom cordyceps soup.

The little finger-thick cordyceps floated in the bowl, and netizens in the live broadcast room talked about it.

"Lying groove, this cordyceps stew? Is this cordyceps so big root?

"This bowl of soup is not cheap, I took a cursory look at this cordyceps alone, there are twenty or thirty."

"Good fellow, this is a local feast? Twenty or thirty sticks is not one or two thousand dollars.

"One or two thousand? There are twenty or thirty cordyceps of this model, and the conservative estimate is not less than five or six thousand.

"Obediently, this Ram family is really rich."

"Who says it isn't, just entertain guests, just slaughter a sheep at will."

The netizens in the live broadcast room sent barrage through the drone lens.

"Well, everyone now has altitude sickness, it is a normal phenomenon, and they will all take oxygen for a while."

"But Lin Bei is right, you must eat, otherwise you will have the strength to go to no man's land tomorrow."

Although Qin Yanbing's head was a little painful due to altitude sickness, he still reminded everyone loudly.

Wang Qi and his group nodded, they also knew that they had to replenish some abilities, otherwise their bodies would not be able to eat it.

Then everyone began to eat.

Lin Bei was given by the system to resist the lack of oxygen on the plateau, and there was nothing at all.

At this time, he was also a little hungry, so he was no longer polite, and he and Ram held a big leg of lamb and gnawed it.

Seeing this scene, Ram couldn't help but give Lin Bei a thumbs up.

"Brother Lin Bei, you are in very good health."

"After they reach the altitude of 4,500, they all have altitude sickness, only you have nothing at all."

Ram smiled heartily, and then brought out a pot of Tibetan wine.

"This wine is brewed by myself over the years, and drinking it is good for men's health."

"Brother Lin Bei, do you want to drink some!"

"Shall I drink some then?" Lin Bei looked at Qin Yanbing on the side, with a slight sense of inquiry.

"It's okay to drink, but don't delay your trip to the mountains tomorrow."

Qin Yanbing glared at Lin Bei and whispered.

"Don't worry, just drink a hundred million points."

...

After drinking and eating, the people with altitude sickness were sent to their respective rooms by Yangzhu and Ram.

Lin Bei drank some Tibetan wine, his body was a little hot, it seems that the degree of this wine is not low.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the surrounding temperature has begun to decrease.

Dolma was in the house with her younger siblings, burning cow dung.

The dried cow dung was thrown into the stove piece by piece, and soon the whole house was warmed up.

"Lying groove, is this burning cow dung?"

"It seems that cow dung is really burned in Tibetan areas, and usually they dry yak dung and store it, and use it as charcoal when needed."

"This cow dung burns a little smelly."

"Looking at the anchor like that, it seems that cow dung doesn't smell big."

"How smelly can sun-dried cow dung be, and it's a very good fuel."

...

In the room, Qin Yanbing and his party had already gone back to the room to rest.

Lin Bei stood in the courtyard and slowly hovered the drone in the air.

Netizens in the live broadcast room filmed the night sky in Tibetan areas.

"Ram, haven't rested yet?"

Lin Bei looked at Ram on the side and smiled.

"Haha, didn't you sleep too?"

"I haven't been back for months, and except for Dolma, the other two children are a little stranger to me."

"Just now in the house, the children were afraid of me before they went to bed."

Ram sat on the steps next to Lin Bei and said with a smile.

"Haven't been back in months? Have you been in Chang Tang before?

"Yes, I have been on duty in the Chang Tang, and we currently have four or five rangers over there."

"The places that need to be patrolled are huge."

"I often don't get home once in months."

"After winter, heavy snow closes the mountains, and some can't come back once in half a year."

Ram smiled purely, speaking in non-standard Mandarin.

"Then why don't you change jobs?"

"If you are in the surrounding county, you should be able to come back every day."

Lin Bei looked at Ram Dao.

"If I go, there will be fewer rangers in the Chang Tang."

"Once there are fewer rangers, the poachers will be unscrupulous, and then the wildlife in our Tibetan areas will be dangerous."

Ram said lightly.

Listening to Ram's words, Lin Bei was a little silent.

"Yes, if Ram is gone, will there be a second Ram and a third Ram leaving."

"Once there are no Chang Tang rangers, how many Tibetan antelopes and other wild animals will be killed by poachers."

Thinking of this, Lin Bei couldn't help but admire Ram a little.