A dry, leeward glade, the tent was set up with steel nails, a safety rope tied to the surrounding trees, and the keel propped up.

"Yes, it's pretty good. ”

Fan Yang looked at the lack of a door and Zhao Guangming, but in just ten minutes, he set up the tent.

Exaggerated.

This is a canvas camouflage tent, light in texture, but very tough, according to the boss, the beasts are not easy to scratch, there is no fire in it, there is no need to put a brazier, the airtightness is very good, and it is warm when you fall asleep at night.

The price is also extremely expensive, costing 2,000 yuan, and it is also a top brand abroad.

I went in and tried it, and there was a lot of space inside.

The highest place where people can stand up.

4 m by 3 m, the top is not a single spire, but a long ridged roof with two slopes on both sides, with two diagonally overlapping masks with grid-like airtight holes underneath.

In the case of warmth, it can also take into account ventilation and avoid lack of oxygen.

Lay out the sleeping bags for three people, and there is still a lot of space.

Several people lay down for a while, and they all sighed that the foreigner's things were well organized, and they couldn't feel the breeze around their ears when they went in.

Unlike their gold mining shed, which often wakes up in the morning and gets up in the middle of the night to pull the rope, it has happened several times.

After the exhaustion of the day, I collapsed in the tent and lay down for a while, feeling better.

In such a difficult plateau environment, adequate rest time and rest quality are the key to the key, otherwise it is useless for you to eat more, and the loss of nutrients and calories is too fast, which is very torturous to people's will.

After setting up the tent, I can finally cook a good meal.

A few people set up a simple stone stove, took out the aluminum box for the march, boiled water, put in a little dried plum cabbage, a little seaweed, a little seaweed, a small handful of shrimp skin, a few slices of beef jerky, and they also brought a small box of lard and scooped a spoonful into it.

After stewing for more than ten minutes, a box of dried vegetables, shrimp slices, and beef soup was ready, sprinkled with some salt and monosodium glutamate, and the fragrance was so strong that the three of them swallowed saliva in a row.

This is what the owner of the outdoor equipment taught them, seaweed, plum vegetables, especially seaweed, not only tastes good, but also can supplement some vitamins, various trace elements, lard and seaweed can moisturize the intestines, so that people do not constipate.

But I didn't expect it to be so fragrant.

The lard covered the surface of the soup with a thin layer, Fan Yang took a spoon and brushed it away, scooped a spoon to his mouth, blew it a few times, and put it in his mouth.

The flavor of the seafood, swirling on the tongue, is so delicious.

The demand for such a nutritious soup on the plateau is simply too much.

The body is also sending signals.

Fan Yang scooped a spoonful, another spoonful.

Missing a door and Zhao Guangming were drooling, waiting beside him.

"What does it taste like?"

"A little salt. Fan Yang agreed, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

"Come, spoon me. ”

"Wait a minute, I'll take two more sips. ”

Zhao Guangming snatched it with his hand, but he didn't care about burning his mouth, so he took two puffs first, and he couldn't stop.

A box of soup was drunk by three people and there was no scum left.

I really ate it, so I stewed another box and ate it with compressed biscuits.

The Pitter is a soft, compressed biscuit mush, and minced beef jerky.

Tibetan mastiffs are not picky eaters, but they eat a lot, and a dog should be the food of two people.

Extinguished the fire outside, got into the tent, and compressed the biscuits after eating for a while, only to get fuller and fuller.

I didn't pay much attention to the amount of food, so I touched my stomach and asked, "Am I too hungry?" ”

I took off my jacket and got into my sleeping bag, feeling a little hot.

It's warm, indescribably comfortable, and I want to sleep.

Fan Yang went to bring Pitter in.

Zhao Guangming said: "What are you bringing the dog in for?"

"It's cold outside. ”

"Blind, Tibetan mastiffs are afraid of the cold? Others sleep on their stomachs on the snow, and they are led out and pulled out. ”

"Just let it sleep in it. ”

"There are wolves everywhere on this mountain, what should I do when the wolves come?" Zhao Guangming said.

"What if it rains?"

"Let's talk about it when it rains. ”

Fan Yang took Pitter out and patted Pitter's head: "I'll work hard for you." ”

Pitter arched Fan Yang with his head, shook his coat, circled the tent twice, soaked his pee, and was about to walk to the river.

Fan Yang went into the tent and took the dog leash and said to tie it up.

Zhao Guangming came out and said: "No need to bolt, a Tibetan mastiff has to take care of a few mountains, you let it go, tell you that the Tibetan mastiff is different from other dogs, it knows what to do, you want to worry about the ball, sleep." ”

Pitter went around the river again, burying his head and smelling everywhere, dogs have a keen sense of smell, but all predators have a strong sense of territory, peeing to delineate their territory.

Circling around the camp again, a radius of five or six hundred meters, there was nothing to be wary of, swaggering and urinating everywhere.

It's an ownerless territory, it's so clean that you don't smell the slightest bit of wolf.

Not even the smell of a fox.

Only a squirrel popped out of the treetops overhead.

In the burrow on the grassy slope, two marmots poked out, and Pitter screamed.

There are also hares everywhere, landing on their hind legs, vigilantly watching Pitter.

These are preyed animals, not a threat.

This valley woodland, where there is so much prey, has no land-traveling predators.

The forest was eerily quiet.

Pitter looked up at the sky.

Most of the river valleys in Tibet are straight spruce, red pine, and coniferous forests, and the sky is not covered by a canopy, and the view is very good.

The empty sky was also unusually quiet.

I can't even hear the birds.

Pitter looked at it, shook his head and returned to the tent, finding a comfortable place to lie on his stomach.

It was slowly getting dark.

There was silence in the valley, except for the occasional wind, which blew through the treetops with a subtle rustle.

The three of them were in a warm tent, getting into the sleeping bag, and the velvet inside was made of unknown material, extremely close and soft.

The bottom of the tent is also made of moisture-proof material, and it is lucky to have such a tent in this wilderness.

The three quickly fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, the temperature dropped sharply, and the sky began to drizzle, and soon it began to fall heavily.

The sound of raindrops hitting the roof of the tent woke Fan Yang up.

Hurriedly opened the tent and saw Pitter dutifully lying outside the tent door, and his heart was moved.

Good dog.

He rubbed Pitter's head and put it in.

Take out a towel and wipe the raindrops off it.

"Good work, brother. ”

He took out the beef jerky and fed it to it.

Led Pitter to the edge of his sleeping bag, Pitter lay down, gave Fan Yang a rare intimacy, and arched Fan Yang's leg with his head.

Fan Yang laughed, and finally established a relationship with Pitter.

Three people and one dog, on this rainy night on the plateau, in this warm shelter, there was no chill, and soon fell asleep again.

And the other side.

On the hillside five or six hundred meters away from the camp, a gray wolf stood in the rain, its tail hanging weakly, the corners of its mouth closed, looking in the direction of the camp.

There was also a large patch of dried blood on his body.

Just a few days ago, the herdsmen of the commune organized a wolf-fighting campaign, in which dozens of people on horseback, dogs, and shotguns on their backs dug wolf holes all over the hillside.

It has endured the calamity of injustice.

In this year's Tagong grassland, a group of hungry wolves, seven or eight of them, sneaked into several herdsmen's sheep pens and killed dozens of sheep in a row.

Even his own family was found by the herdsmen and dug his own wolf hole.

In order to protect the cubs, its she-wolf was killed on the spot, and five cubs were thrown into the sky and fell to their deaths.

I was chased by seven or eight dogs and almost was bitten to death.

The rain slowly stopped.

The clouds faded, and a crescent moon emerged from the clouds, and nature made it choose to sit down and howl at the moon and the distant mountain stream.

But I didn't dare.

It was going to live, and it had been hungry for three or four days.

It ventured into the territory of the golden eagle, finally found the traces of human habitation, smelled the smell of food, and began to follow Fan Yang and them in the afternoon.

I want to wait for someone to sleep, go down and pick up something to eat.