After climbing Erlang Mountain, geographically, it is officially entered the plateau area.

In April, the roads along the way are still covered with fine snow, the river is still frozen, and the houses along the way are beginning to be full of exotic atmosphere.

The sky has also become far-reaching, the air is so fresh that it feels like the throat is cold, the prayer flags that can be seen from time to time, the houses painted with white paint, the colorful cloth strips, the herdsmen have a very primitive five-color worship, blue, representing the sky, white, representing the white clouds, yellow, representing the earth, green, representing the grass, red, representing the space.

Most of the herdsmen's traditional dwellings are also decorated with five colors, with white stone towers on both sides of the lintel, and painted patterns of the sun, moon and auspicious clouds can be seen everywhere in the buildings, and some of them are also hung with horns.

Herdsmen like bright colors and like to decorate a lot with paints, but their pigments are not good, most of them are primitive mineral pigments, unlike paints that have a protective layer on the outside, and there is no glossy layer of varnish, so in the eyes of outsiders, they look gray and fade very seriously.

It forms a very strange feeling.

There was a section of the road that was in very poor condition, and two such houses were built on the side of the road, and there was a lack of a door to look at the houses on the side of the road, those weathered and peeling paints, and the miserable white lime walls, and I couldn't help but shudder.

"Fan Yang, why do I feel that these houses are a little gloomy?"

"Nonsense, this is a human custom, how many years have these houses been exposed to the wind and sun, how can they not fade, besides, how can they be better than the two mud houses in your house. ”

"I can't stand it, I can't stand it. ”

"Habit is right. ”

It is precisely this kind of colorful and weathered mottled pigment that makes Tibet always look mysterious to outsiders.

On the hillside, from time to time, yaks and sheep can also be seen.

At 8 o'clock in the morning the next day, the driver brought people up, and arrived in Kangding at 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

On the side of the road, Fan Yang, missing a door, Zhao Guangming and the three of them were busy unloading the goods on the car.

"Thank you, Master Wang. After finishing the goods, Fan Yang took out a package of cigarettes, stuffed them to Driver Wang, and paid the negotiated 200 yuan freight.

Leaning on the brazier, the three of them spent the night in the cab with difficulty, but they were not frozen to death.

He still has to walk dozens of kilometers inside, get the goods off the side of the road and leave.

Zhao Guangming twisted his nose: "It's finally here, by the way, what are you going to do?"

After a hard night together, the three of them are already familiar with each other.

"Let's find a place to eat first. Fan Yang replied.

"Yes, yes, why don't we tie the gang and find a restaurant to have a fight first?" Zhao Guangming said.

"Hehe, no, I'll please. ”

Hearing the treat, Zhao Guangming smiled: "Okay, what do you want to help later?"

"Let's find a hotel first, but these goods are a troublesome thing, by the way, brother, do you know where to rent a house?"

"It's easy to find, the house I rented is not bad, 60 yuan a month, there seems to be a shop downstairs, I'll ask the landlord later, it shouldn't have been rented out yet." ”

"Flooring? Fan Yang was worried that it was too expensive.

"What, it's okay, at most it's only a hundred dollars, the place is biased, and everyone else uses it as a warehouse. ”

"Well, this should be fine, then I'll trouble my brother later. ”

This is already Kangding City, not far from the front is a restaurant, the three of them walked over, the restaurant owner looked at a Han nationality, forty years old, wearing an apron sitting at the door, and greeted him from afar: "A few people eat? ”

"Don't sit inside, the boss helped us move a table out, we have to look at the goods. ”

"Good. The boss moved a table outside, "What do you want to eat?" and handed over a menu.

Fan Yang saw that the price was really expensive, and the meat dish cost 8 yuan a piece.

You must know that the current pork is only 2 yuan a catty, garlic sprouts, lotus white and other vegetables, outside, but one or two cents a catty.

In Sichuan, a plate of back pot meat is generally 2.5 yuan or 3 yuan.

It costs 8 yuan to come in.

Vegetarian dishes are more expensive, and a plate of shredded potatoes costs 4 yuan.

You must know that the potatoes of this year are only a few cents a pound.

Missing a door stretched out his head and looked at it, he couldn't help but be speechless: "Don't forget it, it's so expensive, these stations are all slaughtering, why don't we find another place?"

"Hey, what's the price, it's all over the city. Zhao Guangming said disapprerovingly: "I said let's tie the gang, don't let the two brothers do it, everyone is running outside, it's not easy to make some money, the boss comes to the pot meat, a shredded potato, another boiled meat slices, and an omelette soup, do you want to drink?" asked Fan Yanghe again.

Zhao Guangming is not dressed well, but he is quite generous when he orders.

"Don't drink it. ”

"That's okay, the boss will give me two taels of plum wine. ”

After eating, his body was much warmer, Zhao Guangming's face was red from drinking, and he burped, and he had to find out the money to pay the bill.

"Boss, take me. Fan Yang stopped and hurriedly bought the order.

Zhao Guangming calculated the account, took out 10 yuan and handed it to Fan Yang, and wanted to give his share.

"No, I can still afford a meal, don't I have to trouble you to help. ”

"Okay, then let's remember this meal for my brother today, I live in Jianlu New District, what's the matter?

"Okay, then ask my brother to arrange it. Fan Yang nodded, if you are not familiar with life, it is undoubtedly much better to have a familiar person to help.

"Then you stay here for a while, and I'll go in and call two three-wheeled people to come over. ”

After a while, Zhao Guangming called three tricycles over.

The three-wheeled ones are obviously the appearance of the Han people, all forty or fifty years old, the altitude of Kangding urban area is not high, only about 2500 meters, it belongs to the alpine climate, the temperature difference between day and night is large, the sun goes down in a flash, and the two people wrapped in military coats also feel a little cold.

Negotiated the price, a tricycle 4 yuan freight, the road surface of the city is still very good, into the county seat of Kangding, and the impression is very different, although in the geographical sense, here is the throat of Sichuan and Tibet, once a major trade town, but there is not too much antique feeling, but the modern buildings are the majority.

And the ancient tea horse road town, to the 90s, has long faded the appearance of the past, it is also in the throat of Sichuan and Tibet, connecting more than 2,000 kilometers of vertical path, the development of the city earlier, many of the previous houses have been demolished, most of them are six or seven storey brick and concrete buildings, the outer wall is covered with tiles.

Looking at the newness of the exterior wall, it should have been built in the sixties and seventies.

So at a glance, except for the slightly lower temperature, the sky is higher and colder, which is really no different from those small counties in Sichuan.

After turning a few streets, it took twenty minutes for the goods to be pulled to where Zhao Guangming lived.

Behind a residential community, there are two floors of commercial and residential buildings facing the street.

Below are the shops, and the upper floors can accommodate people.

It's just that this street is too remote, and it is the early stage of construction, most of the shops are empty, and there are still rotten bricks and construction slag in the open space at the end of the street, and there are only two hardware stores on the street with their doors open, selling some plumbing, steel bars, tools, etc., and there is a non-staple food store.

It may be because of the late day, I didn't see any Tibetans along the way, and most of them were Han Chinese.

The language and living customs are biased towards Sichuan.

Go further inside, after Danba, you can experience the real Tibetan and Qiang style.

After getting the goods, Zhao Guangming didn't rush to open the door: "Wait a minute, I'll call the landlord, just live in front, I'll see if he's not there." ”

"Well, okay, trouble brother. ”

This place Fan Yang is quite satisfied, a row of shops are aluminum alloy shutter doors, it is very good to use it as a warehouse, after all, 20 pieces of Shaqima still occupy a lot of space.

After a while, Zhao Guangming came over with a fifty or sixty-year-old uncle, who was also of Han nationality.

"Just these two, brother, this is Uncle Liu, the landlord, the person is very good, you talk first. ”

Zhao Guangming took out the key and opened the door.

The roller shutter is a double-door structure, and there is a small door on the left.

Zhao Guangming rented the upstairs, and when he rented it, everyone became neighbors.

"Come on, brother, help me with the hand. ”

Zhao Guangming was not polite at all, turned on the light, and beckoned the two of them to carry his three boxes of goods in the corner first.