1. Mountain artillery

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North of the Tagar Basin, on a rugged mountain road into Tibet, two off-road vehicles that were almost completely blackened with dirt and dirt roared all the way, arrogant, and trampled the already potholed road surface more and more full of holes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

It is also strange to say that in recent years, there has been an inexplicable wave of entering Tibet, and there are even more rumors on the Internet that you must go once in this life, as if there are really ethereal things similar to chicken soup for the soul in the 100,000 mountains that are uninhabited.

"Squeak-" A tooth-aching sound suddenly rose, the original unscrupulous lead car came to the floor brake without warning, fortunately, the big guy behind the modified ceramic brake disc has a good master, there is a fist interval after the two cars are stopped, you must know that one side of the mountain road is a bottomless cliff, even if the few people in the car are good, at this moment they are scared into a cold sweat.

"Weiwei, what's the situation?" A young man in his twenties stepped out of the car behind, a very common southern face, and if I had to say something different, it was the flowing linen-colored hairstyle and the occasional display of famous watches and jade.

There was no anger in the expression of this young man who had almost suffered an unwarranted disaster, and some were only worried from the heart.

Two women jumped out of the slightly smaller off-road vehicle in front of them, and on the side of the cab was a sweet Lori of fifteen or sixteen years old, blinking with big eyes full of horror, and a white and translucent little hand was still patting the straight chest that had begun to take shape. The woman on the co-pilot's side wore a peaked cap that covered half of her face, and her chestnut waist-length hair was casually draped, and her slightly loose sportswear concealed her curves.

The little Lori who was destined to have not yet got a driver's license said with a pale: "Brother, what's going on with this car?" I turned on it and suddenly turned off! ”

After the man confirmed that Xiao Lori was not injured, he didn't need to think about it, and walked quickly to the woman wearing the peaked cap, "Chu Die, are you okay?" ”

The concern is palpable.

"Let's take a look at the car first." The woman named Chu Die has an extremely soft voice, and this kind of almost cold words can also have a feeling of spring breeze when it falls into the ears of others, and young men are naturally the first to bear the brunt.

"Okay." Since Mao Sui recommended himself to follow them into Tibet, and was not rejected by Xia Chudie, Zhao Yi treated this matter as the top priority in his life.

For Zhao Yi, who was born with a father who held real power in the financial capital of China, cars are definitely not a rare thing, and little Lori Zhao Weiwei is the same, before the age of eighteen, this guy tossed and scrapped two cars, and they are all the kind with "blue sky and white clouds" hanging on the front of the car. No way, Zhao Dashao has an almost deformed preference for German cars, in his words, German man-made things, durable!

After a while, Zhao Yi, who poked his head out of the steaming engine compartment, smacked his tongue and said, "Tsk...... Trouble, sensor malfunction. ”

This guy who can modify turbochargers with his own hands considers himself half an expert.

"Sensors?" Xia Chudie jumped into the driver's seat when she heard this, and tinkered with the intelligent driving computer for a long time, looking a little helpless, "Air flow sensor, intake temperature sensor, throttle position sensor...... There are nearly 100 sensors on this car, do you know which one it is? ”

From the heart, Zhao Yi really wants to behave himself, but the sensor failure involves electronics, and there is no professional instrument to detect the ECU as a whole, so it is difficult to find the main cause. Even if they were well prepared before going out, there was an iron box in the trunk, which contained all kinds of wearing parts, large and small, for fear of poor road conditions in Tibetan areas and encountering the current situation.

According to the most sophisticated map of Tibetan areas that can be bought on the market, it took about two hours to see the scene, Zhao Yi's big car dragged Zhao Weiwei's car, and finally found a remote village called Caojia Village.

If it weren't for the old Jetta parked outside the door, and the billboards erected on a few broken tires stacked next to it, no one would have associated this place with a car repair shop.

There were two people sitting on the bench at the door of the room, both of whom looked very old, in their early twenties, dressed strangely similarly, with small heads and patched navy blue shirts, still hand-sewn.

After all, this is one of the poorest places in China, seeing that there is business coming to the door, the two have different expressions, and the young man with a sturdy figure with Erlang's legs crossed on the left slapped his thigh, as if he saw the cute grandpa Mao, and his expression was full of wildness, but the originally imposing face was destroyed by a big gap revealed at the corner of his grin. The emaciated young man on the right, who was holding a high school Chinese textbook, only glanced up slightly, then lowered his head and looked at the book by himself, as if there was really a golden house in the book.

In fact, from the moment he got out of the car, Zhao Yi had a feeling of being happy in vain, and after exchanging glances with his goddess and Xia Chudie, who swore that she would not marry in this life, he was just about to turn around and get into the car, but he was pulled by a palm that felt rough through his clothes.

"Hey! Don't go, our shop has been professionally repairing cars for 20 years, with first-class technology, reasonable charges, and cures all incurable diseases! ”

Originally, Zhao Yi had already held back the fire in his belly, and now he looked at the dirty arm of the big man with missing front teeth, and he finally found an outlet with a slight cleanliness habit, "I count to three, and if I don't let go, your hand will be useless!" ”

The unscrupulous king of the mountain is still the king of the mountain even if he goes out of the mountain, not all cats and dogs can brush the tiger's whiskers, the temperament is engraved in the bones, Zhao Yi can love his sister Zhao Weiwei, and can whisper to the goddess Xia Chudie in his dreams, but it does not mean that he must have a good temper with the mountain cannon in a poor country.

Dare to single-handedly escort the two most important women in his life to travel thousands of miles, how can Zhao Dashao not have anything to defend himself?

The big man who lacks front teeth is not lacking in ruthlessness, Caojia Village in the deep mountains will not teach him to endure the truth of calm for a while, he only knows that the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, and he has to worship the mountain when he enters the deep forest, this is the rule left by the older generation, but the foreign calf in front of him is good, dare to talk cruelly in Lao Tzu's land?

The wind suddenly rose, and a battle of will between men seemed inevitable.

"That's enough."

"Huzi!"

The two people who spoke at the same time subconsciously turned their heads to look, one leaned over, one sat dangerously, one looked down, and the other looked up, reflecting their origin and status. The two of them did not exist in the same world, so this so-called spiritual exchange did not bring any real effect.

"Uncle Erniu, this rich calf is so crazy, he dares to shout for my hand when he touches him!" His real name is Sun Laifu, and the big man with missing front teeth with the nickname Huzi turned his head to look at the young man sitting on the bench, obviously he couldn't stand the provocative temper.

There was a young man with a very local name who glanced at Zhao Yi vaguely and touched the palm on his waist, finally got up and walked over, and kicked on the big man's ass with missing front teeth, "Donkey grass!" Don't get in quickly, don't delay Lao Tzu to do business. ”

What made Zhao Yi and the three of them dumbfounded was that after the originally imposing big man with missing front teeth was kicked by a girl, he suddenly turned around and walked to the thatched house with an aggrieved face, and he didn't dare to squeak at all.

Xia Chudie looked at this thin young man with a little curiosity, and even a little sickly flush on her pale face, she was not the kind of lady who didn't learn and didn't know how to learn, at least she hadn't asked the nouveau riche for a penny since she was eighteen years old, and now ten years later, she already had an eight-figure deposit in her bank card, so she didn't believe in the thinning of the blood in the countryside at all.

How can one of the two peers in the most rebellious period of their lives make the other unable to fight back?

There are only two words - convincing.

"Can you fix cars?" It's an unabashedly skeptical tone.

Cao Erniu doesn't have much knowledge, the farthest he has been to is a small town eighty miles away, but this doesn't mean that he lacks the eyesight to see people, it's a pretty fucked up thing to wait for the rabbit, it's easy to catch a few rich masters, there's no reason to just let it go, his head that can hit several people under a brick on Mingzhu Street, showed a seemingly honest smile, and said: "Yes." ”

"Hehe, when did the peasants in the mountains stop repairing tractors and change their cars?" Although the mountain cannon in front of him is indeed much more pleasing to the eye than the one just now, it is tantamount to a fool's dream to make Zhao Dashao accept the fact that this young farmer, who is a few years younger than himself, is an expert in car repair, "If you don't say anything else, you have to say whether these two cars recognize each other or not." ”

Cao Erniu thinks he is a very pragmatic person, and he will never waste saliva if he can prove it with his actions, which is the dog baby in Caojia Village who once laughed at his thin arms and legs and can't resist a hundred pounds of burlap bags, and remembers that once the bald village chief went to the town for a meeting and brought back several party newspapers, one of which had a very eye-catching title - "Practice and cultivate dreams, and take action to sharpen true knowledge", Cao Erniu was deeply inspired after reading it, and has since been regarded as a guideline.

"14 BMW X5, 3.0-liter turbocharged engine, up to 306 horsepower, 100 kilometers of acceleration in 6.5 seconds, known as the domestic luxury SUV model, but look at your fenders equipped with yellow-edged lights, the American version is undoubted, so the engine tuning is slightly different, the maximum power range is 400 rpm less than the medium version, and the acceleration of 100 kilometers is 0.4 seconds faster."

In Zhao's dumbfounded expression, the little farmer in the mountains in his mouth just circled around the X5 full of dirt, and gave a textbook-level perfect configuration analysis in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant.

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