Ah, Baiyu River, you are the mother river of the land of beautiful jade.

You've nurtured this place for countless years.

Right now.

it!

What the hell is this all about?!

Xing Jie, who had just made a big splash of poetry, was disgusted and ruined by the scene in front of him. Have you ever seen a dry river and fishing? I'm afraid you haven't seen that kind of scene. Because in the past, the common people had such a rule, if they caught fish, the small fish should be put back, so that future generations can still have fish to eat. Even tomb robbers used to have such a rule, that is, the famous weapons in the tomb, only take one or two at a time, in that way, it can also leave a memory for future generations.

But the people here have gone crazy.

Regardless of anything else, he directly excavated the ground, and even the material as small as a peanut was unceremoniously served in a pot. To hell with it, descendants! All the way along the river, the eyes of the people here shine with a kind of fanaticism. They all want to dig up beautiful jade in their own lots. That kind of fanaticism is not even inferior to the ruby eyes in the Forbidden Mountain.

Forget it, I don't want to think about this kind of thing anymore.

But since you're here, it's good to give yourself a hike by the way, after all, the scenery is still quite good.

The snow-capped mountains seem to be not far away, and there should be mountains, trees, water, and grasslands there.

There are people walking on the road, it seems that the family is together, and it must be taking advantage of the good weather to have an outing that is not too far.

Adults are very hospitable, and it is normal to make a friend, but when Xing Jie saw the food prepared by others, and then thought about his own, he couldn't help blushing, his burger and hot dog were too far from the complete preparation of others.

The man on the other side was a typical Uyghur man, and his name was very long, so he generously asked Xing Jie to call him Yiming. According to the introduction, I learned that his wife is of Russian ethnicity, and this love across beliefs and nationalities is very admirable. Of course, the children were also very cute, and they took the snacks made by their mothers and went to play.

Yiming was very hospitable, and directly beckoned Xing Jie to come along.

The fatty lamb sizzles on the grill and is sprinkled with spices, and the aroma is overflowing. All kinds of fresh vegetables have already been skewered and discharged in a long way.

It can be seen that Yi Ming has excellent barbecue skills, his hands are like butterflies through flowers, and he put the roasted ones on a small plate in front of Xing Jie after a while.

However, Xing Jie's attention was on that snack at this time. I have heard of Russian spring rolls for a long time, but I have never eaten them.

Usually the outside is a pancake that is wrapped and then fried in oil, but this one uses a spread egg pancake. When you bite into it, the stir-fried minced beef, green peppers, and onions (see onions again!) are mixed with steamed rice grains that pop up in your mouth, but they blend perfectly with the charred egg pancakes!

"I also went to school watching TV, and I tried it several times before I made it, and although it was a bit troublesome, it tasted really good. ”

There is nothing more pleasing to the host than the fact that the guests like to eat their own food, and the bileni with grilled meats and a variety of vegetables is a real treat, and if you can have a cold beer, it will be truly perfect.

Although there is no beer, Xing Jie has good rose tea in his bag, and there is also a small barrel of kvass privately brewed by the owner of the homestay in the car. It's not alcohol, but it's better than nothing.

Yi Ming was very talkative, pointing to the mountains not far away and saying that it used to be an ancient battlefield, and in order to compete for the fertile pasture, the two tribes fought a life-and-death duel there, which disturbed the ghosts and gods in the mountains. In order to defuse the war, the mountain god said that there was beautiful jade in this mountain, which could be mined and exchanged for food.

The people in these two tribes are the common ancestors of the jade miners in the deep mountains.

"Are there still people who go to the mountains to pick jade?"

"Yes, there are, but there are quite few. Because the place where jade can be mined outside has long been brightened, the rest are in the deep mountains, where the climate and environment are quite harsh, and the jade quality is quite average, and the cost and benefit are far from proportional, so there is no large-scale mining. However, after the bankruptcy of many people who contracted to dig jade in the Jade River Beach, many of them were desperate to the end, and most of them died inside. ”

"Do they know they're going to die, do they have broken their brains?"

"They're fighting for their lives, there's no way to do it. Besides, someone picked up a piece of mutton fat of about six kilograms on the periphery without a trace of stray lines. ”

"And then?"

"Later, even more people died in the mountains!"

This sentence extinguished Xing Jie's last illusion of entering the mountain.

Although the jade is good, it also needs to have a life to get it!

Yi Ming must have seen that Xing Jie was the kind of person who was curious and wanted to try his luck in the mountain, so he used these words to dispel Xing Jie's thoughts.

Then now it's all there is to eat. After eating, you have to leave here, after all, this place is so big, and there are so many places with good scenery, why do you need to compete with a man-eating mountain? If you want beautiful jade, you can just pay for it, and Xing Jie is not very short of money now! With such a simple and safe method, why do you want to do such a dangerous thing? It seems that your brain is really broken.

Happy hour always goes by very quickly, and when it's time to say goodbye.

The Uyghur man Yiming recalled his son who was playing crazy by the river, packed up his things and prepared to go home, and Xing Jie naturally took a hand to help. It's just a gesture, and after a meal, the two of them have become good friends.

After leaving his contact information, Xing Jie prepared to drive back to the B&B and decided to rest for a day or two before setting off again. His next destination was Kashgar, which he hadn't been to yet, but he had heard that it was a really good place. There are many delicacies, and the key is that the bastard in Alimujiang said that the sister paper there is very beautiful. The most important thing is a private bakery located in the old city, the proprietress is not only beautiful, but also very large, the key is a one-handed baking stunt, famous in southern Xinjiang.

Go, must go!

As a generation of foodies, we must go and see the beautiful proprietress of Oupai, oh no, it is the proprietress of baking!

If possible, take a trip to Ingisha, which is so famous for its knives. The handiwork is exquisitely detailed, and all kinds of gemstones adorn it, making it a perfect gift for others. But now the investigation is too strict, and it is basically impossible to bring it back.

"Uncle, this is what I just picked up, it's beautiful, give it to you. "It was Yiming's precious son who spoke, a very cute little guy.

"Very beautiful stone, uncle took it, thank you Duaini. How about the next time Uncle comes and brings you lots and lots of delicious food?"

"Thank you, uncle, we're going home. Bye-bye!"

Xing Jie smiled and said goodbye to Yiming's family, with a smile on his face, but he held the stone tightly in his hand.