Not long after, a Tibetan girl about her age walked up to her and looked her up and down.

"Hello, you're Mei Ying, right? Boss Li asked me to pick you up, there is still a distance from here to the processing plant, and we will have to take a while to get there. The girl began to look at her again, and was eager to come and help her with her luggage. The obvious plateau red on her face makes her skin look rough and she speaks Mandarin very jerky.

"What, is Uncle Li's factory busy? Didn't you say that he came to pick me up in person, I just arrived, I don't know the place well, how do I know where you want to take me, not to mention that you are still a local, I better go and make a call first. I don't know when it started, Mei Ying began to doubt the world, she didn't trust anyone anymore, she didn't want anything to go wrong in her life, she needed to confirm everything.

The girl smiled, didn't say anything, took Mei Ying to a grocery store with a public phone, dialed the phone, heard Uncle Li's voice and the appearance of the person he described to pick her up, Mei Ying's doubts in her heart were finally eliminated, called a taxi and went straight to the processing plant, fortunately it was not too far, but it cost her more than a dozen yuan, and she felt a little desolate in her heart. What if she can't make money this time? Alas, too lazy to think so much, let's take a look first.

The road was getting narrower and narrower, and it was full of gravel, so it was no wonder that the driver didn't drive in, and the girl helped her carry the box with her and limped forward. Mei Ying regretted a little that she didn't listen to her sister's words and bring less things, she could have let her sister send her later, this time she went out, as if she was going to take root here, and even brought winter clothes.

After getting out of the car, I walked for about ten minutes, and finally saw the processing plant that the girl was referring to. Fuck me! Mei Ying was stunned for a moment, just these broken bricks and tiles in front of her, just this deserted land, can you call a factory with some iron wires around it? Mei Ying was completely stupid, this Yan Ling really killed her, and she blamed herself for wanting to come out and see the outside world, who knew that the outside world was more helpless and miserable than the legend. Mei Ying no longer had the courage and strength to go further in, this was a world away from her imagination, and the scale was too simple, and she was extremely annoyed at that moment.

Since she came by plane for more than 1,000 yuan, let's meet Yan Ling and her cousin, the Tibetan girl led her to a few sheds, saying that she would live here at night, and at this time everyone else was working in the processing room at the back, and told her that there was a bathroom next to her, but there was hot water in the evening. Mei Ying's head exploded again, is this the world or hell, and it will take time to take a bath. Looking at the low shack, she is not called Hanako, how can she live in such a place. Putting down her luggage, she was led to a deeper shed, which looked slightly better-built, and when she stood at the door, she heard a meeting inside, probably five or six people's voices, and she was talking about beef processing and what plans for future development and growth, and she was really troubled by listening to Tibetan and Chinese for a while.

Mei Ying suddenly didn't want to go inside, and she didn't want to see Yan Ling's cousin Laoshizi, she was originally a very emotional person, and she never cared about other people's feelings. Leaving the Tibetan girl behind, she ran back like crazy, she decided to leave, this was not the place for her, this was not the place where her dream could be fulfilled, there was a bad smell here, there was a place full of Tibetan and half-baked Mandarin that she did not understand, she hurried to the previous shed, took her heavy suitcase, and used all her strength to walk out of the barbed wire, and threw the girl far away in the barbed wire. At this moment, Mei is a deserter, because she is afraid, because she is cowardly, because she is worried that her heroism is meaningless, so she chooses to flee. Those low sheds, those simple small workshops, it is really difficult to carry her long-term dreams.

She didn't know where to go, she took out the money in her pocket and counted it, but it was still not enough to buy a ticket to go home, she couldn't count more at all, there were only more than two hundred yuan left, she was hungry and wanted something to eat. She was also sleepy and wanted to find a hotel to rest. I'm afraid this money is only enough for tonight's expenses. Tomorrow...... What about tomorrow? She didn't dare to think about it anymore, she wanted to call her sister, but where did she go to collect the remittance? Yes, call Qiangzi, if he knows that she is suffering here, he will fly over to find her tomorrow. But...... Mei Ying's heart was so flustered that she forgot that flights to Lhasa were not available every day, and she just happened to buy a ticket for the next day after she made up her mind.

She had to hold on, at least for three days, and in the bottom of her heart she was still reluctant to call Qiangzi, although this was the fastest way to get her out of trouble. From the moment she walked out of the airport, she felt that everything here was so expensive, and the driver told her that because of the lack of resources, a lot of food and daily necessities had to be transported by the Sichuan-Tibet Highway. It is also reasonable to be expensive, but the wages here are high, and many units have plateau subsidies. But she doesn't even have the best to go to work at the moment, what kind of sales are she doing, what kind of salesman are she doing, could it be that the beef jerky she ate in the past was shipped out of such a small workshop? I really didn't dare to think about it anymore, and walked to the road step by step with a heavy suitcase. There are very few cars here, unlike the metropolis like her hometown, which is always full of traffic.

I spent more than a dozen yuan to sit in the city of Lhasa, it was still early at the moment, she was thinking about where to live at night, she was struggling with whether to call Qiangzi, she was really distressed. The weather is dry and dry, Mei Ying is very thirsty, it's okay not to eat, if you don't drink water, you will die, go to a small shop and prepare to buy a bottle of water to drink. (Note, there are a lot of Meiying's native accents below, Chengdu people say that it is cut, the boss wants to say that he is the boss, he likes to add a word at the back, and Chengdu girls like to use muttering to accentuate the tone.) ）

"Little girl, who's here for a tour?" Such a kind native voice, Mei Ying eagerly looked at the middle-aged man who handed her water as if she had seen a relative.

"How do you know I'm here for a tourist, in case I'm here to find a job." She also answered in the vernacular.

"At first glance, you know that it is a Sichuan girl, and the people here will know it when they look at their faces, most of the tender and petite people like you are from Sichuan, and they have also got their luggage, I have been looking at you here for a long time, and you want to find a place to live?"

"By the way, I've been turning around for most of the day, you see the signs hanging in those hotels, one is more expensive than the other, we poor people can afford to live. The consumption here is higher than that of Chengdu, which is too much. ”

"Let me introduce you to a place, fifty yuan a night, there is a bathhouse outside the hotel, you can take a bath at any time. I know that Chengdu girls love to be clean, how can they be like people here, taking a bath is like a festival, and it stinks everywhere. You look like a student girl, so innocent. Octagon Street Cut? It's very lively there, the whole street is selling things, and there are a lot of restaurants and bars, buy some Tibetan incense, thangka, and bring it back to cut and give it away, you can also bargain, you don't want to be scared by the price you shout, you have to be patient and slowly grind with them. ”

"I know this, isn't Octagon Street called Barkhor Street? Now it's called Octagon Street, is that Cangyang Gyatso's Maggie Ami Tavern still there? I'm going to see Hazi in this place. Boss, do you have anything to eat, come to fill your stomach on the hour, you know that I am a student girl, then I must be so poor that I can jingle, who dares to cut the restaurant. Mei Ying was very satisfied with the boss's vision, at this time she was even smaller than when she was in college, with a light blue t-shirt on her upper body, and her lower body was still the same, jeans that had not changed for thousands of years.

"Oh, my sister said this, the first time we met, eat a bowl of somen noodles, do you want to get it? Don't charge money, how happy I am to see my fellow countrymen, I'll move a stool for you to sit on, I'll cut you to cook noodles. After the boss finished speaking, he walked inside.

"Hey, boss, do you want to fry two eggs in it, do you want it?" Mei Ying is really hungry, she will still give money to her boss, she is not used to taking advantage of others, she knows very well how difficult it is to travel to earn money.

It didn't take long for a bowl of hot omelette noodles to be placed in front of her, along with a few vegetable leaves, and she was so fragrant that she picked up the bowl and ate it in a big gulp. The proprietress is so nice, maybe she has been here for a long time, and her face has the characteristics of a plateau, but the hospitality and kindness revealed in her expression are the eternal signs of her hometown.

"Sister, are you coming over for summer vacation? I have a friend who opened a bar on Octagon Street, the business is very good, some good-looking girls will go there to make some money, drink with those foreigners, and give hundreds of tips an hour for a generous time, you are a college student, foreign language must be no problem, it is better to earn some extra money, buy more good things to go home. ”

"Boss, what are you talking about, I'm not a young lady, I don't sit on the stage. Are you pimping, you don't have sweat medicine in this bowl of noodles, I don't understand what you're talking about. Mei Ying raised her head and looked at the boss in a daze.

"Misunderstanding, sister, I didn't mean that, just drink a drink, and I don't want you to catch the child (explain, what does the grabbing mean?). A lot of female dolls can't cut it if they want to, they don't look good. I saw that you were looking for a hotel everywhere with a suitcase, and Baotou must not have a lot of money, so I told you this, my store has been open here for several years, and I won't run, and something happened to come to me. The boss looked aggrieved.

"I'm just asking, you must have more eyes when you go out alone, I'll go over and take a look at it in the evening, you give me the address, I like to drink anyway." Mei Ying was still a little moved by the boss's words, and in order to earn money to go home, it was better to gamble.

"Oh, I can't see it, girl. If you drink more money and earn more, the boss will still give a commission. Many of the people who do business here are Sichuan people, and we all recognize them, so you can rest assured. Besides, there are the most foreigners who come to Lhasa, and foreigners don't earn their money for nothing, right?

Mei Ying felt that what the boss said was right, in this foreign place, without anyone to help her, she could complete it by herself, how could it not be a reflection of her ability? Yes, that's it. A bowl of noodles was a little hot and dry, and asked the boss to take an ice cream, put twenty yuan on the counter, pulled the box with one hand, and turned away with the Yili torch ice cream in the other. ”

Mei Ying turned her head and waved at the boss, put the address the boss gave her in her pocket, and walked slowly forward, continuing her "journey" in Lhasa.