Chapter 137: The Ancient City
"Last time" Zhang Nan and his friends ran to the end of the road, more than 300 kilometers only took three and a half hours, although it is not high-speed, but basically a flat river, asphalt road conditions are very good!
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Although the road surface is not as good as 20 years later, it is not bad, and the two of them estimate that it will take five or six hours to reach the end.
The two of them drove for another hour, out of the Minfeng territory, and entered the jurisdiction of Jimo, which no longer belonged to the jurisdiction of the Hetian-region, but to the jurisdiction of Bayingol.
"The area of a county is the size of one and a half Jiangnan Province, which is too exaggerated!"
Guan Xingquan was driving, while Zhang Nan was studying with a military map.
"This is still the second largest, the Nima county of Naqu is bigger, and the first in Huaxia. ”
Hearing Guan Xingquan's words, Zhang Nan said: "Didn't you say that Ruoqiang County in front of you has the largest area?"
"Who knows, maybe I'm mistaken. ”
The two of them don't care about this, Zhang Nan has been looking at the map for a long time, and he doesn't know what he has researched after all.
After driving fifty or sixty kilometers, I met a shepherd who was driving a flock of sheep across the road, and I didn't even touch a car!
Zhang Nan still lowered his head, feeling that the speed of the car had slowed down, and when he looked up, there was a settlement in front of him.
There is a street sign on the side of the road: Oyiya Yilak Township.
"See, I don't know if there's a place to eat, buy some more fruit. Guan Xingquan said, pull over.
Zhang Nan stretched out after getting out of the car, and then smiled to himself.
Why?
He already remembered this place: when he passed by here, he and his friends actually found that there was a "Qiantang River Restaurant" here - on the edge of the southern foot of the Taklamakan Desert, they actually saw the characteristic signboard of Jiangnan Province, not to mention the surprise at that time.
But I'm sorry, there is no "Qianjiang shredded meat" here, and there is no "home-cooked tofu", don't forget that this is southern Xinjiang!
Now, there isn't a single restaurant in the settlement!
But fortunately, it will be almost lunch time, and the local Uyghur compatriots are also very hospitable, especially the younger ones, who can still speak okay Chinese.
Eating is not a problem.
Although there is a township government here, the two did not go to them for help, but greeted them with a greeting that they had just learned for a few days, and went directly into the courtyard of a farmer's house
Because of the special geographical location of National Highway 315, people in residential areas along the route will provide assistance to passing vehicles within their ability, and drivers who often pass by will also bring something for farmers and herdsmen in residential areas.
As for looking for the government?
After doing something that can't see the light for a few days, it's better to avoid it, there is a case, this extra few days is not easy to explain.
The host was very enthusiastic and took the initiative to invite friends passing by to stay and dine together.
There was no restaurant, so Zhang Nan and the others were still in a hurry, so they drank a cup of "fragrant tea".
People in southern Xinjiang like to drink fragrant tea: put the broken Fu brick tea and finely ground pepper, cinnamon, ginger and other spices into the boiling water of a copper long-necked teapot, put it on the fire and boil it for 2-3 minutes before drinking.
This fragrant tea can be appetizing, replenishing qi, and refreshing, but Zhang Nan and the two are not used to drinking black tea (Fu brick tea belongs to a kind of black tea. Taste while you go.
I exchanged some peaches and cucumbers from the host's house, and a freshly baked naan: this is a kind of "Kakecha" large thin naan with a diameter of forty or fifty centimeters, which may be regarded as the king of naan in Western Xinjiang.
This large thin naan is made from fermented noodles as the main raw material, supplemented by onions, salt, water and other condiments, and is baked with a naan kang (tunur).
Because this thing contains less water, it can be stored for a long time, it is easy to carry, and it is crispy and delicious, and it is nutritious, even if the two people who have eaten naan for several days feel good.
Because the host refused to accept the money, Zhang Nan directly gave someone a half-catty bag of green tea as a thank you gift.
I don't know if green tea is taboo, anyway, the intention has arrived.
There are still 2670 kilometers left, and it is estimated that when they arrive in the county seat at the end of the county, the two of them can always find some familiar food.
Not here: "Last time" passing by here, Zhang Nan and others learned that in 2001, this township only opened a satellite phone, which is relatively convenient to contact the outside world, and can only rely on radio before!
Now in 1987, don't expect anything!
The first 150 kilometers are basically desert, and the back section of the road is lined with barren Gobi Desert. Fortunately, some of the roads are covered with vegetation, and they are all rivers formed by the snowmelt left behind in the mountains in the distance: the two of them even saw a herd of wild donkeys!
Even after more than 20 years, the wild asses here are not very afraid of people, and it is estimated that there are no poachers.
If you meet a big wild goods in Jiangnan, you have already picked up a shotgun, but it's better to forget about it here - why are you shooting a wild donkey in the summer?
Although there are two of them here, not to mention the car, not even a person!
Four hours thick, a large expanse of green appeared in front of the eyes - tall, newly planted poplar forests, and dense orchard farmland, and the county seat of Moxian should be almost reached, with a large oasis formed at the bend of the Cherchen River in front of it.
As soon as you arrive in the county seat, immediately look for a place to stay: don't expect any hotels here these days, this is the most difficult "four types of areas" in the definition of grassroots units in the central and western regions of China and the difficult and remote areas!
went directly to the county government guest house, and originally thought that if the work permit did not work, then take the note from the head of Qiu.
The result is no problem at all: although this county government guest house is small, how many people will have nothing to do in 87?
However, the two of them didn't plan to use the bedding roll here, so they still moved the sleeping bag into the room and borrowed someone's bed.
The double room is in poor condition: just two waiters, kindly reminded Zhang Nan that the two could go to the government canteen next to eat, which is open to people living in the county guest house.
In difficult areas, it doesn't matter if you have a letter of introduction or not, you can live if you have a work permit, not to mention driving a very rare jeep!
Just passing by a school on the side of the oasis road, it was just after school time, and the young pioneers wearing red scarves were still standing on the side of the road and saluting their cars!
This kind of treatment Zhang Nan only enjoyed when he crossed the Tibetan area of the Sichuan-Tibet line in 2002, and he sighed!
After passing through the school gate, Guan Xingquan also quickly tapped the horn twice, which was to greet those primary school students and express his gratitude.
More than 20 years later, there are so many cars in the mainland that a lot of driving etiquette has been lost: if people are polite or the car lets you pass first, you need to press the horn twice to express your gratitude.
Sometimes the vehicle in front of you pulls over to make it easier for you to overtake, and you have to honk twice to say hello to thank you - and 20 years later, many people are honking their horns while overtaking, which is not the same meaning at all!
I went to the only gas station in the county to refuel, filled the tank with oil drums, and took a cold shower in the public bathroom of the guest house.
The clothes were also washed indiscriminately, and they were hung on the balcony, and they would dry tomorrow morning: the room had a balcony, which was good.
Seeing that the time is about the same, the county government is about to get off work, and it is estimated that the canteen has been opened. I took the meal ticket I got in the guest house and went to eat.
Eating the big white steamed buns in the cafeteria, although it is not the rice that you are used to, it is enough for two people to gobble!
And you can eat the stewed duck here, so I asked the canteen master to help heat it up with a separate pot: the stewed duck in Yan County is stewed with pork skin, and the duck's belly is stuffed with pig skin, which is almost stewed, and the duck is opened with a stroke of chopsticks.
There are also stir-fried dishes, although beef and mutton are used, but after all, they are stir-fried vegetables! Add a bowl of tomato egg drop soup, not to mention how good the taste is!
"Brother Guan, next time you go out, you must bring some shredded mustard, this trip is really a mistake!"
"I asked the old building to be brought by them, who made you poor and generous, I didn't make it clear, it was all given to the troops. ”
"Huh?"
That's a regret!
A large package of ready-to-eat shredded mustard and pickles in small packages was not placed in the jeep, and he didn't remember until the soldier had finished unloading the goods. The soldiers in Western Xinjiang will probably like this thing, and Guan Xingquan is not embarrassed to come back.
As a result, for more than ten days, he thought about that taste every day, and he was embarrassed to say it. This will be brought up by Zhang Nan, Guan Xingquan is a belly of anger!
"By the way, tomorrow we will go to the ancient city of Jimo to have a look, and then we will set off for Ruoqiang. ”
"Far from it?"
"Five or six kilometers. ”
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After eating, Guan Xingquan and Zhang Nan checked the condition of the car, especially the silty sand that had a headache. The water, food and everything are replenished, and there is nothing to shop here, so go back to the room and sleep.
Originally, I wanted to make a phone call to report my safety, but when I inquired, the waiters at the guest house didn't know what a program-controlled phone was!
"Yan County is just pretending, don't expect it!" Guan Xingquan couldn't help but hit Zhang Nan.
It is estimated that at this time, more than 70% of the counties in the country do not have program-controlled telephones, and even if they do, many of them are still program-controlled and manual.
Hit home with that guy who was manually transferred?
Forget it, it is estimated that it is still a question whether it will be possible for a day and a night!
Early the next morning, the two of them checked out and set off, just before dawn.
After a while, the jeep came to a completely desertified Gobi desert.
"This is it?"
Guan Xingquan looked around and felt that this was not as good as the Exquisite Ancient City!
It's completely desertified, typical of Yadan's landform: it's amazing, you can see a lot of green in the distance, but this is the land of death!
The dividing line between the desert and the oasis is as clear as the "38th parallel"!
"In the area where this area is about 1 kilometer long from east to west and about 200 meters wide from north to south, there should be a lot of pottery shards, iron blocks, and iron-smelting slag on the ground, let's look for it. ”
Guan Xingquan was a little confused, and said, "What do you want these things for?"
When Zhang Nan heard this, he hated that iron could not become steel: "I'm a collector, okay? Run a circle for more than 10,000 kilometers, and get some souvenirs in every ancient city and ruins." When the time comes, go home and put it on the big map, even if it's a pottery shard, isn't it fun?
After I came out of Wushi a few days ago, I didn't try to find a way to see every site that passed closer, and I kept it in the car.
You're really not in a mood!"
Guan Xingquan was immediately choked! But think about it, it's really the same thing -- the jeeps of the two men had stopped and chased the troop twice.
Before you know it, you will reach the center of the ruins, which has become a wind-eroded surface, and there are still the remains of several houses.
Seeing the cement monument of the cultural protection unit erected in the name of the autonomous region, the two took a group photo with a tripod in front of the sign, and also took a commemorative photo.
I like this Tao, if it's still the era of smart phones, it's generally shooting, shooting, shooting!
"In fact, the time when this place disappeared was not long, and there were still people around the Yuan and Ming dynasties, and it was not as early as the Essence Peerless Country disappeared. ”
As he spoke, he pointed a few hundred meters ahead, "Just four or five hundred meters away over there, there is an ancient tomb and cemetery of the ancient people of the ancient city called Zarolluk.
The cemetery is so large that it is the largest group of ancient tombs found in the southeast of the Tarim Basin and in the Chelchen River basin so far!"
Guan Xingquan glanced at Zhang Nan, "Want to dig?"
"I said that I was going to Ruoqiang, so I didn't dig it. It's all-mother-dried corpses and skeletons, and the country dug it up twice in '83 and '85, and it's not as good as the Elite Country. ”
As he spoke, he turned over a fragment of faience found in his hand, "Let's go, let's go!" (To be continued.) )