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Wake Town is a seaside town, Chen Song has bought seafood before, and plans to buy some seafood this time to bring home.

Drive along Highway 1 to the southernmost tip of the Southern Zone is the town of Vic, but that's the dock area of the town, and the ranch is further north, very north.

Iceland is a vast country, sparsely populated, and has few towns and people, so most towns are large in size for the purpose of better GI applications.

This is the case with the town of Vic, which stretches twenty-five kilometers from north to south and extends north to the Myrdals Icefield.

Chen Song also came to the ice field to collect ice, but the road to the pasture is different from the road to the ice mining site, and the same thing is that you have to enter the tundra.

After nearly a month, the tundra landscape has changed greatly, and Chen Song has seen a new tundra world.

Geographically, tundra refers to a vegetation zone composed of mosses, lichens, perennial grasses and small hardy shrubs in the Arctic Circle and above the line of alpine trees in temperate and cold temperate zones.

The last time they came, they only saw moss and lichens, many grasses and small shrubs had not yet developed, and the tundra was still a little desolate, but now after the warm monsoon wind, the ground turned pure green, and the green tundra opened its arms to them.

The endless green carpet rushed into the sky, and in the near distance there was still some gray ground exposed, and in the distance you could only see green moss and green bushes.

And the moss here was completely different from what he had seen before, they were not shallow, but very long, and grew into clumps.

Chen Song saw such a scene for the first time and was quite shocked.

He pulled out his phone and took some pictures, and then saw some piles of rocks through the lens.

There are many black stones here, Chen Song knows that these are broken volcanic stones, but volcanic stones will not be stacked like towers, the big stones are below, the larger stones are on the top, and the small stones are further up, and some are stacked seven or eight layers.

Obviously, this is artificial.

As soon as the car drove here, Rhine signaled to stop, and he went down and walked deeper into the tundra, found some volcanic rocks and began to pile them up.

Chen Song leaned against the car door and said, "Hey man, you're almost thirty years old, do you still play with building blocks?"

Rhine picked up the stones and walked back and said, "No, this is not a block, this is an altar, and I am paying homage to the dead here." ”

"What?"

Rhine told him that in the 90s of the last century, a small volcano erupted here, and no one expected that this small mound, which had been silent for hundreds of years, would have such a violent temper, and that there was a small settlement on this land, but it was razed to the ground, and most of the villagers were killed in it.

Later, in order to commemorate the village, people piled up stones here according to local customs, and whenever Icelanders who knew about this incident passed by, they would pile up some stones, and later whether they knew the story or not, they would pile up a pile of stones when they passed by here.

Over the years, there have been more and more stone piles, and today they are almost becoming a tourist attraction.

In this way, Chen Song also joined in, he found a few stones of suitable size and piled them up, put his hands together and prayed by the way: "Bless my parents with good health, bless the harvest of grains, and the prosperity of five livestock." ”

Rhine laughed when he heard this, and said, "If you want to pray then you have to go to God, there are only the spirits of the dead here, there is no God." ”

Chen Song ignored him, how could this thing understand Chinese funeral customs?

The car continued to drive northwest, and after more than 20 minutes, pastures began to appear on the side of the road.

Most of the ranches here raise horses, because the port of Vik Town is not small, it is the terminal of some international routes in Iceland, Icelandic horses are now sold all over the world, so there are ranches in the town, and there are foreign traders who purchase Icelandic horses, which can be convenient for them to visit.

Icelandic horses have one of the strictest policies for the protection of their pedigrees, and since 982 the Icelandic Parliament has passed a bill prohibiting the importation of any other breed of horse into Iceland.

If an Icelandic horse leaves the country, it will not be able to return once it has passed through customs, no matter where it goes.

Icelandic horses are very small, and the height of adult horses at the shoulder is only 1.4 meters, if anyone lacks a concept of this number, then you can think of Guo Xiaosi, Icelandic horses are as tall as the fourth brother.

There was no barbed wire or fence to block the pasture, and Chen Song saw several horses chasing and playing, and there were also two horses in a daze near the road near the pasture, they were naturally non-mainstream, with lush hair hanging on the top of their heads, almost covering one of their eyes.

The Icelandic horses were very curious, and when the car appeared, the two horses in a daze walked to the side of the road, and one of the yellow horses shook his head and shook off his hair in a dashing manner, so that he could better observe the outsiders.

Chen Song stopped the car and tentatively walked towards a little yellow horse, the little yellow horse was not afraid of life, first let him touch himself, and then stretched out his tongue to lick his palm.

Seeing this, Rhine snapped his fingers and said, "Vince, this horse likes you." ”

Chen Song combed the hair on the yellow horse's head and asked, "With your professional eyes, how is this horse?"

Rhine said, "A good horse!"

There was a small card on the yellow horse's ear, and Chen Song wrote down the number and said: "Remember to click on this 0086 number later, I am very close to it." ”

This is Jimmy's Ranch the Black Dragon, and there is a large sign at the gate of the ranch with a fierce black dragon breathing fire, and an ironclad warrior riding around its neck with a line written underneath: My family started raising horses before you came to Iceland.

Rancher Finrich Lal Bronson received their call in advance, and when Chen Song entered the door, he greeted him and asked happily, "Is it a good buddy from Olakafor?" Ha, I see you, Rhine, you little fellow, you are so handsome now? Come and let Uncle Finrich hug him." ”

This is the advantage of fewer people, and almost everyone in the same industry knows it.

Rhine hurriedly waved his hand: "Recently, I have skin allergies, so let's not get too close." ”

Upon hearing this, Finrich showed a look of regret on his face: "It's a pity, I didn't expect you to be so handsome now." ”

Saying that, he shook hands with Chen Song, and reached out to take his arm very enthusiastically and naturally and led him into the ranch.

Taking advantage of the gap, Chen Song quietly asked Rhine: "I think your uncle is a bit GAY angry, I don't think it's discrimination when I say that, right?"

Rhine sighed softly: "You don't feel wrong, my uncle is a famous big GAY in the southern district." ”

Chen Song was very confused: "What is a big GAY?"

"That's what you understand. Rhein winked at him, "But don't worry, he's not attacking, he's suffering." ”

Although the two of them spoke in small voices, Finrich guessed what they were talking about, so he turned back to Rhine and said, "You nasty boy, what are you talking nonsense, uncle has changed a lot now." ”

"You've become fond of women?"

"No, I've gone from being attacked to being attacked. Lo and behold, in order to show my wild and brave heart, I also made tattoos in different words. With that, Finrich took off his clothes.

There were indeed several tattoo fonts on the back of his chest, including one Chinese character, and Chen Song's eyes widened to make sure he was right: Han!