Chapter Thirty-Four: Encountering Old Acquaintances in a Foreign Land

The stone was so ordinary that no one would look at it even if it was thrown on the ground.

I don't know how many years the color of the navy blue has been washed by this river, and it can be seen that little Duaini was very careful when cleaning this stone, not only removing the moss, but also washing the sludge on it.

Farewell, my trip to southern Xinjiang.

Farewell, my pretty lady of the big European pie.

Farewell, my Ingisha knife.

It looks like this is going to be the center of the mountain again. I only went to the Flame Hell once a few months ago, and this time I'm going to the Snow Mountain again?

Why?

Why should I go into the snowy mountains? Am I short of money? No. Fame?What's the use of that thing?,Xing Jie thought to himself. Uncle, I am afraid that they are very happy to work under the big tree of the Pope, and the ticket is big. Until now, he has not called, which proves that without the fingers of the upper echelons of US imperialism, he can play even more openly!

Of course not, the Kangke people are already on the right track, according to Basang, the current wild tourism there is already in full swing, and the two pillar industries of homestays and tour guides have made many people have made great strides into a well-off life.

As for himself, the bungalows facing the sea have long since lost their attractiveness. The bustling city is boring, so the rest is to play and taste the world's food by the way.

At present, he is extremely safe, and the two big killing weapons, the jade rod and the black crystal eyeball, have been handed over. So who cares about you?

Since no one cares about you, then don't take the responsibility or anything on yourself. Even if another black crystal eye appears in his hand, what if he wants to find as many pythons as there are in the Harappa temple in Pakistan, then you can only sigh that your life is not at the right time.

But I've been waiting for so many years, and I guess it doesn't matter if I wait any longer, after all, the feeling of loneliness, once you get used to it, it's really getting used to it.

Letting go of those thoughts that shouldn't be there, Xing Jie is full of hope for life again. He put the stone in the sachet, which was a gift from little Duaini. If you use it, it can save your life.

Then come on, Kashgar, my pastries, my delicacies.

It is difficult for people in the interior to imagine what kind of concept the northwest is in their mouths in Hotan, a city like Pishan, which is already very far west on the map.

Really backward? Of course not.

On the contrary, as China's sixth open special zone, it is quite prosperous.

I found a hotel to stay in and took a hot shower. It completely washed away the rush and fatigue along the way. The stomach is already calling, but you still have to endure it. Don't spoil your appetite, many of the delicacies recommended by Yiming and Alimujiang have not yet been tasted.

It is said that the buns are made of mutton fat, which may be a little heavy, so buy two first. Try it when you can eat it.

Spicy sheep's trotters? This is delicious, let's have a few. Even the assistant cook of such a small vendor is a pretty little girl, who speaks fluent English and is haggling with a few ghost guys.

Can't you even set up a stall if you don't know English these days? When she saw Xing Jie taking pictures, she was also generous and unpretentious, and those bright big eyes made Xing Jie's mood much better.

After running for so long, I saw that there were people making noodles in the market, as a mainlander, the temptation is very great, and there is also this kind of food here? Look at their production methods, the soup they prepare is no different from the mainland, forget it, at this time, it is better to have a big bowl, more vinegar, more peppers, so that it is enjoyable to eat, isn't it?

Well, I ate half full.

Save your stomach for pastries.

Selling pastries at night is also a major feature, look at the time, it's more than eight o'clock, but the sky is still bright. When Xing Jie arrived at the address left by Alimujiang, his mouth couldn't close in surprise.

What kind of pastry can be so awesome that the queue is 100 meters long?

Even though the temperature has dropped, it's still hot. At this temperature, in order to eat a pastry, the queue is so long, should it be so exaggerated?

I'll go, this lady is very financially savvy. On the one hand, he sells pastries, and on the other hand, he sends his younger brother out to sell cold drinks?

This sour plum soup tastes good!

It is the irritability of the heat, and it is really a great pleasure to have a cup of sweet and sour plum soup.

Besides, five yuan a cup is not too expensive. The second drink is free, so there's no need to say that.

"Brother Xing Jie, are you also here to taste this family's pastries?" a voice sounded behind Xing Jie.

"Well, my friend said that the pastries here taste very good!" Xing Jie said casually, suddenly remembering, this is Kashgar, who is it?

Hurriedly turned around, and saw five or six strong men surrounding an old man behind him.

"Oh, long time no see, Professor Yang. How did you get here?"

"It's not interesting to study that jade record every day, just come out and relax. ”

This is really domineering, come out and relax!

Old man, your usual place of work is in the imperial capital, do you always say that you are flying thousands of kilometers away to eat pastries?

This is definitely not the truth!

It must be for the sake of watching the big European pie!

At such an age, in order to see the beautiful proprietress of the Great European School, he deliberately flew so far?

Your old realm is really high, and you are really a role model for our younger generations.

"Lao Yang, are you coming to see your daughter again?"

"Well, the young girl is not worried, but let's see the uneasy voice. ”

"Don't take Lele to the imperial capital, I just have such a hobby, if you dare to close this shop, I don't care what kind of academy you are, I should beat you or beat you." ”

"Zuokla, you old thing, believe it or not, I'm going to call someone to beat you up now?"

Xing Jie was extremely surprised when he looked at it from the side, is this still the very serious professor? Just now, he was a kind father who cared for his young daughter, how could he become two old men who wanted to start fighting in a blink of an eye?

The style changed too fast, and I couldn't accept it for a while.

Wait a minute, Old Man Yang is the father of the beautiful proprietress of the big European faction?

This age difference is a bit far, it seems that Professor Yang is old and strong, and he is majestic.

However, his guards had a strange expression, and it seemed that Professor Yang was usually an uneasy master.

"You two stop it! It's like this every day, my business is messed up by the two of you! I'm going to fight! I'm going to fight and fight! My mom is going to be here later." ”

Who else can talk like this besides Professor Yang's precious daughter Yang Le?