Basang looked at the two Han men and women with a smile. He is the 'Han Shi expert' of Tudeng Ranch, and he knows the affairs of the Han people very well, so at a glance, he knows that these are two young people who don't know the height of the sky; the family has money and can afford to drive a good car, but he doesn't know that beauty is always accompanied by danger, and the natural scenery of the no-man's land is tempting, but the wild wolves and wandering criminals here are not something that ordinary people can bear, at least not Zhou Yi, a rich second generation with a beautiful woman, can consume.

So he and his friends laughed, although there was no malice, but there was also a hint of mockery.

"What are you laughing at?"

After eating all the instant noodles in two bites, and stuffing the poached eggs into his mouth, Zhou Yi looked at Basang and them with a smile, and the calmness he showed made Basang stunned, could it be that he had seen the wrong person?

Although there is no murderous spirit in the eyes of this young man, his eyes are fierce and fearful, and he is not something that any rich second generation who drives a good handlebar paper can have. A few people looked at each other, Basang retracted some contempt, and looked at Zhou Yidao: "Friend, we are laughing at your inexperience, two young people drove such a good car into no man's land? Don't you know that there are dozens of vicious wanted criminals in this no-man's land, who carry at least two or more lives on their backs, and even guns?"

"This big brother, did you stop the car just to remind me of this?" Zhou Yi nodded, Basang had no malicious intentions, but was warm-hearted. But they must have something else going on.

"Would you like to borrow your diesel stove to heat butter tea?" Looking at the diesel stove, Basang shook his head secretly again. It's too extravagant, don't you know if diesel is equal to human life in no man's land, or if they have too much diesel in their cars?

"Absolutely. Zhou Yi nodded and let them take advantage of the stove.

Basang reheated the butter tea, and also poured a cup for Zhou Yi and the others, and the tea used was not too good. The tea is not enough, it is more than a grade worse than Cangbacuo's, but it can barely be eaten.

Seeing Zhou Yi drink his butter tea without hesitation, Basang happily hugged his shoulder: "Zhou Yi, you can be my friend." Zhou Yi didn't keep his name a secret, because he wasn't afraid of what tricks these Tibetans would play, and they were all bold herdsmen.

"If you're a friend, you can make a request. Where are you going, do you want me to help you?" Zhou Yi pointed to the Land Rover. He glanced at Basang with a smile.

The pickup truck was a little overloaded, and it wouldn't be too smooth to walk in front of the ice and mud. It is said that Basang, the old Western Regions, should not make such a mistake, I don't know if he is dizzy. In this case, his Land Rover can help him a lot, and Zhou Yi can see Basang's intentions from the beginning.

"Brother Zhou Yi, Basang met cheap and good goods in Xizhu City this time, so I couldn't help but buy more and prepare to take them back to the ranch. I figured that as long as I drove slower, there should be no problem. But the weather forecast says there will be a heavy snowstorm tomorrow at the latest. ”

Basang laughed a little embarrassedly: "It must be the guidance of the Immortal Heaven that made us meet you." Brother Zhou Yi, the road ahead is not easy to walk, if you have your Land Rover to help traction. We can get to the ranch before the evening, and I know that you Han tourists are most interested in pastures and tents, and if you are willing to visit our ranch, I guarantee that you will be the most popular guest" His car was full of tea bricks, medicines, potatoes, tomatoes, and other necessities, which were important for the ranch. If Zhou Yi is willing to help him, he will definitely be warmly welcomed by the herdsmen.

"Is it Tudeng Ranch?" Zhou Yi smiled: "I was about to go there to find Huizhu in the next life." ”

"You're a friend of the monk!" Basang's face changed dramatically. Hurriedly bowed down and said very respectfully: "The monk is our guardian and is respected by everyone, but his old man lives on the high place of Tanggula Mountain all the year round, and it is not easy to get there, but the monk will often come to the ranch to pray for the herdsmen's blessings, you can live in the ranch and wait." ”

"Okay, then let's go to your ranch first, go back and connect our car with a steel cable, so that we can go faster, do you have a steel cable for traction?"

"Of course, my good brother, thank you so much. Basang laughed, and when he met his friend of the monk, he felt lucky that he was on his side, and he was indescribably happy and auspicious.

***

The further north you go, the more snow and ice are covered on the ground, and sometimes the entire river is covered with uneven layers of ice, and when you drive on it, you will find a tooth-aching 'gurgling' sound, and if you are not careful, you will take people into the ice and take a cool shower.

At this time, it is important to see the importance of experience, Basang can always find the nearest and safest route in complex road conditions, Land Rover and pickup trucks walk on the ice one after the other, although from time to time to find frightening sounds, but always in danger, Basang ran to the Land Rover to show Zhou Yi the direction, while comforting the catkins not to be afraid, soon to cross the river, while praising the Land Rover: "Hey, Brother Zhou Yi, this is the car that a man should have, let me have a meeting later?"

The Land Rover under his control really became a mad tiger, towing an overloaded five-ton pickup truck, which could still reach speeds of 30 kilometers per hour, rushing through the most dangerous glaciers, roaring through the mud, and sure enough, before the sun set, reached the Tuden Ranch.

This is a natural pasture surrounded by three mountain walls, the water and grass are abundant, the mountain wall blocks the cold wind, even in autumn, there is still green grass on the pasture, large groups of cattle and sheep are scattered in the grass, leisurely eating, shepherd dogs loyally guarding the side, guarding against the increasingly rare wild wolves to fight the autumn wind.

There were men on horseback, and there were also royal blue robes, heroic sister papers, and when they saw Basan's pickup truck driving into the pasture, the knights shook their horsewhips and whistled loudly, as if the old bandits in the movie had found a large sum of gold, of course, they all had smiles on their faces, and they were welcome rather than robbed.

This is the real ranch style, compared to those so-called pastoral areas that have become tourist attractions, as soon as you enter the tent, it is equivalent to a high-consumption place, the herdsmen here are almost isolated from the world, and they are more cordial when they see outsiders than they are best friends, even if it is Basang, the 'old fritter' who is responsible for the ranch's external communication.

I don't know the rules of drinking butter tea, Cang Bacuo didn't mention it to the master, and Basang communicated with the Han people a lot, so there were no rules for a long time. But after entering the tent. Seeing the singing and dancing sister paper of the Western Regions sending a thick butter tea with a silver cup, Zhou Yi and Liu Wu felt hot in their hearts, and what they didn't say was naturally to drink it all in one gulp.

So the second cup was poured again, and the eyes of the Western Regions sister paper were eager, like a meow party feeding cats.

I didn't say it, but I drank it all.

It's poured again

Could it be that the collector greets the guests to make people full of water? Zhou Yi was a little depressed, and the catkins were directly dumbfounded, she had just seen that the collectors camped near the water did not build a public toilet. Whoever wanted to be convenient and squatted by the stream behind the tent was very frightened of this convenient way, and goosebumps rose on her body at the thought that her white and tender ass might be exposed to the cold air.

Basang smiled and leaned back, and after his suggestion, Zhou Yi and Liu Wu knew the rules of drinking butter tea. Once in the tent, you drink a cup of butter tea, and the owner will pour another cup if you don't want to drink it. Don't move, wait until it's time to leave, drink most of the glass, and leave the bottom of the cup as a sign of politeness.

Always out of the nightmare of butter tea. Then Liu Wu stared at Basang's wife who was making glutinous rice. This is a black and chubby woman, with fat and powerful fingers, and the color of the back of her hand is reddish-black, which is the reason why she rarely washes her hands and bathes after long-term exposure to the sun. Water here is precious. Especially in such real pastoral areas, far from the cities, some herders even bathe only three times in their lives, once at birth, once when they get married, and once after death. Now that it is a new society, the herders can also watch TV and have some hygiene knowledge, of course, they will not only take a bath three times in their lives, but it is not uncommon for them to go without bathing for ten and a half days.

Basang's wife carefully clumped the tsamba, first poured some ghee into the bowl, then put the fried and ground barley noodles inside, poured in the tea, poked a pit in the fried noodles with her middle finger, let the tea flow to the middle, and then gently turned the bowl, pressed the barley noodles into the bowl with her fingers, and skillfully kneaded them into a ball.

The woman who rarely walked out of the pastoral area smiled innocently, pushed the bowl in front of the catkins, smiled and said a word in Tibetan, and Basang helped translate it, to the effect that the honored guests please eat, this is the most fragrant glutinous tsamba, we have a lot of it. Basang was smiling while translating, he liked to see the expression of Liu Wu at the moment, and many Han girls would show this expression.

Basang's bad taste made Zhou Yi a little speechless, and Liu Wu almost vomited, but she knew that it was very impolite, so she had to smile bitterly and say that she was not hungry, and she wanted her future husband to taste her good craftsmanship, so this well-made bowl of 'tsamba' fell in front of Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi looked at the catkins with extremely sad and indignant eyes, the most poisonous woman's heart, why didn't he find out that his future daughter-in-law would do this? Seeing the Basang woman's earnest gaze, he swallowed and spit, frowned and said to Basang: "Brother Basang, I heard that the collector man will entertain guests with the best food, why does your family just take butter tea and tsamba? Oh, there are some mutton, but this is too ordinary, I want to eat roasted bracken nettle pig, Xiahe hoof tendon, and blow liver."

Basang was slightly stunned, Zhou Yi was not rude when he said this, on the contrary, if he was known, he would also say that he was not attentive and attentive in entertaining guests. So he smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Zhou Yi, where do we have bracken nettle pigs here? Xiahe hoof tendons are even more luxurious food, there are really no two sheep lungs left at home now, but this thing is very troublesome to rectify, why don't you wait until tomorrow, I will personally fry the lungs for you to eat?"

"Don't wait for tomorrow, just today, I'll get this fried lungs"

Zhou Yida breathed a sigh of relief, quickly stood up, and gently diverted the rice cake.

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