Chapter 203: What a Big ...... Dirt bag!
When the plane arrived at the Western Regions Airport and turned to take the train, Lin Dong realized that his backpack was still small.
It turned out that Sun Wenjuan and the others had already consigned the prepared things to the Western Regions, and some things were more troublesome and couldn't get on the plane at all.
While waiting for the train, Lin Dong also purchased some things in the Western Regions, not to mention other things, dried fruits are indispensable. There are a lot of famous specialties in the Western Regions, but there are some things, such as Ingisha knives and the like, that can't be brought, of course, similar things, Lin Dong is also prepared. In that rucksack of his, there is another mystery.
Munching authentic raisins and dried figs along the way, Lin Dong and Peng Wenhui sat together and enjoyed the scenery outside. Along the way, Lin Dong did not see the legendary boundless Gobi and desert, but patches of poplars, patches of cotton, grapes, and corn.
"Looks like the introduction isn't correct!" Peng Wenhui shook her head while looking at the scenery outside: "How can the Western Regions be as desolate as they say?" Look at those buildings, they are no different from our city over there! ”
"Trains, nature leads to oases, not far to both sides, it must be desert." Tian Qinde obviously disagreed.
"This is north of the Tien Shan." Shen Ruohai shook his head: "The Western Regions are indeed not as legendary. There is an economic belt north of the Tianshan Mountains, and many of these cities are ancient cities with hundreds of years of history, which are no worse than those in the mainland. It's just that it hasn't been promoted, I traveled last year, and I've seen it, and it's really good! ”
"Impossible, right?" Tian Qinde didn't expect Shen Ruohai to refute himself, and shook his head vigorously: "Could it be that those on TV are all fake?" The crew filming "Where Are You Going, Father" went to Dihua, this is the capital of the Western Regions, isn't it also a grassland? ”
"You have a long brain!" Peng Wenhui couldn't help but say, "Do you believe that too?" You just saw that, right? That new city is full of high-rise buildings, do you think the capital of the Western Regions will be built in a yurt? Why doesn't that show shoot the city, you can't just believe it, right? ”
"And that's not all!" was refuted by the girl he liked, Tian Qinde was obviously unconvinced: "The desert of the Gobi in the Western Regions is famous all over the world, and I am not the only one who knows it. ”
"It's just a rumor!" Lin Dong said lightly: "When most people enter the Western Regions from Gan by rail. Because of the long and narrow strip of Gan Province, there are many deserts there, so many people think that it is the Western Regions, but in fact, there are Gan Province, Ning Province, and Qing Province. Of course, the Western Regions has the most deserts in the country, and that's true. But there are also many such oases, which is also true. The cities in the Western Regions are no worse than those in the mainland, at least in terms of environmental pollution. ”
Chatting all the way. These people took the international train into the country to the west.
As soon as I got off the train, I saw someone holding a sign on the platform, on which the words "Sun Wenjuan" were written on printing paper.
"Excuse me, is Professor Sun from Huaxia Haishi?" The young man, who was obviously Kazakh, politely asked Sun Wenjuan, who was the leader, in Chinese, which was very standard, if you didn't listen carefully. There was barely any accent to hear.
"Yes." Sun Wenjuan nodded reservedly.
"You're from Huaxia?" Lin Dong asked in surprise, "Chinese is so standard?" ”
"Yes." The young man smiled and said, "I am a student who graduated from Western Regions University. I have been working here for the past two years, and I am studying for graduate school by the way. My name is Amarjan, hello! ”
"My name is Lin Dong." Lin Dong stretched out his hand and shook hands with this handsome young man from ethnic minorities, "Students of Haida." ”
took Lin Dong and his party and got on a minibus outside the station, and Amarjiang's expression became solemn: "Here, it's best not to walk around." It's getting late now, let's stay in the hotel for the night and go to our destination tomorrow morning. It's chaotic here at night. Don't walk around, everybody. ”
Tian Qinde asked with some disbehesitation: "Won't it?" Isn't it said that the security is better here? And the resources here are so abundant, the public facilities are also good, and I heard that the welfare of the people is also good, how can the law and order be bad? ”
Amarjan shook his head: "For their locals. It's okay indeed. But for Chinese people, especially those with big bags like you, they are the objects that some people with hearts are staring at. If you go out alone at night, there is a great possibility of being robbed, know that in previous years, this side was for those who wanted to divide the Western Regions. It's still legal. ”
Tian Qinde's eyes rolled, and he suddenly asked, "I heard that you Kazakhs don't all want to run this way?" It's said that this is your ......."
"Shut your mouth!" Lin Dong slapped him hard: "Don't speak, no one treats you as a dumb person!" He can see that this Tian Qinde has a good skin, and that mouth is the mouth that causes trouble, and there is no thorn in the mouth.
"I'm Kazakh." Amar Jiang said to Tian Qinde with a solemn face: "But my motherland is over there!" He pointed to the east and said no more.
"Idiot!" Peng Wenhui saw this qiē in her eyes, muttered, and turned her head to look outside.
Tian Qinde felt a little aggrieved: "I didn't say anything......"
No one paid any attention to him.
When they arrived at the hotel, Amarjiang arranged their accommodation very thoughtfully, and then repeatedly told them not to go out before leaving.
With Amarjiang's reminder, the group did not go out, had a good night's rest, and the next morning was taken by Amarjiang to drink milk tea, eat an authentic Kazakh breakfast, and then take a minibus to the destination.
At the beginning, I could still look at the infinite grassland and feel appreciative, however, the higher and higher I went, slowly entered the mountains, Lin Dong was okay, I had already prepared, and several others, including Sun Wenjuan, were a little surprised, and couldn't help but ask Amarjiang: "How far is it?" ”
"Another two-hour drive, lunch at a farm, then a four-hour walk into the mountains in a ten-seater car, almost before dark, and another hour by tractor."
Except for Lin Dong, everyone else opened their mouths wide: even if Sun Wenjuan often participates in domestic archaeological activities, she has never been to such a remote place for archaeology or rather, it is the first time she has encountered such a vast and sparsely populated place!
Except for Lin Dong and Amarjiang, others don't know that there are almost seven people per square kilometer in Kazakhstan, and there are many grasslands here, which is different from the deserts and mountains in the Western Regions, and it is very rich!
However, there are few people!
Thinking about it, as soon as they entered that kind of desolate place, a few people who were originally enthusiastic immediately became "calm".
After a bumpy ride, I changed cars twice, and finally came to a huge mountain bag before it was completely dark.
After getting out of the car, Lin Dong sighed:
What a big dirt bag! (To be continued.) )