For the orchid that Nie Yun dug up, Zhuang Yawen didn't pay much attention to it.

In Zhuang Yawen's opinion, it is already very difficult to find mutant varieties among those orchids that have bloomed, and it is undoubtedly too illusory to dig up an orchid that has not yet bloomed and expect it to be a mutant variety. For this orchid, Zhuang Yawen naturally didn't have any expectations.

Nie Yun didn't explain, just carefully hugged the orchid and returned to the place where a few people had put their luggage before.

Pulling open his backpack and finding a piece of oiled paper, Nie Yun wrapped the roots of the orchid.

The long leaves of this orchid made Nie Yun bundle up and wrap it in a film.

Orchids are shade-loving plants, so if they are wrapped up and put in their backpacks, they won't die in a day or two. Moreover, Nie Yun has the ability of Lingmu Pupil, and he can find out what is wrong with this orchid as soon as possible. In this case, it is not so easy for this orchid to die in Nie Yun's hands.

When you get to the Bai village, put this orchid in the Bai villager's house for foster care, and take it away when you go back.

After doing this, Tian Zhen and a few people also came back with the cleaned Tibetan horse chicken.

Nie Yun and Liu Junwei went to pick up some firewood again, and everyone began to cook on the fire. This time, the staple food was not rice, but roast chicken, and each of the six people took an iron fork in their hands, and they barbecued with a Tibetan horse chicken whose feathers were basically plucked.

Although these Tibetan horse chickens are not particularly clean, especially some fine hairs, which are difficult to pull out without hot water, they are not a big problem. When you put it on the fire, the fine chicken feathers will automatically be burned, and when you eat it, you will peel it off gently, revealing the tender yellow chicken grilled inside.

It's just half an hour, these Tibetan horse chickens are basically barbecued, Nie Yun and Tian Zhen and Zhuang Yawen barbecue the best, after all, Nie Yun and Tian Zhen have entered the mountain once before, and they have seen Zhao Jianhong barbecue, and some points are basically mastered.

And Zhuang Yawen seems to have camping experience, so the roast is also quite good.

And Liu Junwei's roast chicken is a little miserable. Su Yi is better, at least it is roasted seriously, there is no burnt place, and it is basically cooked, but the roast chicken in Liu Junwei and Yang Xuening's hands is a pasty place here, and it has not been roasted over there, and after it is opened, there is even blood in it, looking at such a roast chicken, Liu Junwei and several people can't help but look at each other and smile bitterly...... "Here, Weizi, eat me this, you roast this again, so get it cooked!" If it doesn't work, just give them charcoal balls to eat! ”

Nie Yun said, tearing off half of his roast chicken and handing it to Liu Junwei.

"Forget it, give them charcoal balls to eat. Eat me first, and I'll roast two more for you!" ”

Zhuang Yawen on the other side also handed her roast chicken to Yang Xuening, and she took two Tibetan horse chickens, forked them with an iron fork, grabbed them with one hand, put them on the fire to roast, and skillfully smeared the seasoning with the other hand.

"Sister Zhuang, your skills are very good? Where did you learn it? ”

Liu Junwei saw that Zhuang Yawen's barbecue skills were a cut above everyone else, and he couldn't help but ask with a little doubt.

"When I was a child, I studied with my uncle, and at that time, my uncle's career was just starting, and it was not every day that I could buy genuine antiques. Sometimes I spend money to buy genuine antiques, and if I can't sell them for a while, I don't have time to eat, so my uncle simply takes me into the mountains to catch some rabbits and birds, and roast them ......to eat," Zhuang Yawen said with a slight smile.

Anyone who plays antiques knows that sometimes in an antique market, there may not be a priceless genuine product for two or three months. In this case, no matter how good a person's eyesight is, it is impossible to successfully pick up leaks in the antique market.

Of course, there must be genuine products in some antique shops along the street in the antique market, but most of those genuine products have already been identified by connoisseurs, and they are marked with high prices, and it is impossible to pick up the leaks. It can even be said that the probability of picking up a leak in a store is far less than the probability of picking up a leak in a stall.

Moreover, even if you miss out and buy a genuine antique, it is normal to not be able to sell it for a while.

Zhuang Yawen's uncle was self-made, and in the early days, life was naturally a little difficult.

Although Zhuang Yawen said it lightly, there was some sense of joy in suffering, but Nie Yun also had some empathy for the situation of Zhuang Yawen and her uncle at that time.

"By the way, Sister Zhuang, I've been hearing you say that your uncle, we haven't seen his old man yet, let's go back to Chengdu another day, why don't we have to visit?" While eating roast chicken, Liu Junwei said.

Nie Yun was also quite curious about this legendary figure of the Taishan Beidou level in the antique world, he was in Chengdu before, because the schedule was relatively tight, and he left the next day, so he didn't have time to visit this senior, but when he went back, the time was relaxed, and he should also visit.

"My uncle went to the United States to attend an auction, and he might have to go to some local Chinatown to see some old friends, and I don't know when he will come back. If he comes back when we go back, let's go and see him together! Zhuang Yawen said.

Zhuang Yawen's uncle's name, Nie Yun learned through Liu Junwei before, is called "Zhuang Boyan".

His information can also be found on the Internet, but the online information is not very detailed, but it is said that Zhuang Boyan started from scratch in his early years and excavated several national treasure-level antiques in a row, which made him famous.

The legend about Zhuang Boyan on the Internet has a strong legendary color, and some people even say that he once went deep into the ancient tomb and fought with the red-haired zongzi and the black-haired zongzi for three days and three nights before bringing out those national treasure-level antiques. This is quite a bit of a tomb robbery novel. Nie Yun estimated that these eighty percent were made up by the majority of netizens on their own...... For Zhuang Boyan, Nie Yun was just curious, plus a little admiration. There are no other ideas, after all, he is engaged in bonsai, Zhuang Boyan is engaged in antiques, and there are few things in common in professional knowledge.

A few people chatted while eating chicken.

Liu Junwei and Yang Xuening's roast chicken had already been lost to the charcoal ball, and was eaten by the charcoal ball and the two Saint Bernard.

The injured St. Bernard was fed some antibiotics, basically no major problems, and when he arrived at the Bai village, he put it down and did not let it follow into the mountains, and it was estimated that he would basically be cured after a few days of rest.

After eating and resting, Nie Yun and the others continued to move forward.

After turning over two more hills, a relatively flat small basin appeared in front of it, with a width of seventy or eighty acres, and these lands were divided into pieces of farmland, and the farmland was paddy field, but at this time it was all barren, and crops such as rice had not been planted.

At the foot of the opposite hill, there are about thirty or forty houses, forming a small village. It was evening, and I could vaguely see several men and women in national costumes walking around the village, some women holding baskets, as if they were going to wash rice and vegetables to make dinner.

"It's here, it's this village, let's go over!" Yang Xuening said, first raised the camera, and took a panoramic view of this Bai village.

A few people walked towards the village, but in a quarter of an hour, they had already reached the village.

In the village, some Bai women who had returned from washing rice and vegetables saw Nie Yun and a few others, and they looked at it with some confusion, but they didn't watch much. In recent years, there have been many people who have traveled to Yunnan, and there are often people who come to this village, so it is not very strange to see people from the outside world, these Bai women.

To these women, Nie Yun and the others all smiled.

The Bai people use Bai language, which is very different from Chinese, so even if Nie Yun and the others greet these Bai women, I am afraid that they may not understand each other.

And although China's ethnic minorities have always had a reputation for hospitality, they will not immediately rush to a stranger from outside the mountains to give them warm hospitality. It's usually happening, that is, looking at it twice, and not showing hostility. If you really rush over immediately when you see a guest, it's not hospitality, it's a nervous abnormality!

The houses in this Bai village are basically made of trees and thatch, and they are relatively simple.

Some of the houses are two-story attics, with people living on the top and livestock on the bottom, exactly like the house where Donnie Yen Tang Wei lives in the movie "Martial Arts". The air in Yunnan is relatively humid, and if people live close to the ground, they are more likely to get rheumatism and other diseases.

The few Bai women I met on the road were wearing very simple clothes, and even patches could be seen.

Ethnic minorities do not always wear bright national costumes, and many of them are relatively poor because they live in remote places. Even after the reform and opening up, even if Yunnan has become a tourist resort, there are still many places that are relatively poor. Such a situation, not only in Yunnan, but also in the whole country, such as Shaanxi and Gansu, these large western regions, villages close to the national highway, roadside restaurants, there are also made a fortune, built a two-story building, and the dress is also very fashionable, but to look at the village, many people in the village can be ten years behind the rural areas in the coastal areas!

"The head of this village is a Han Chinese, I know him, let's go look for him!"

Yang Xuening said and took a few people into the village.

As soon as they entered the village, Nie Yun and the others saw a thin middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a white coat of the Bai nationality, with a white scarf wrapped around his head, and a gong in his hand.

"Hey, it's Village Chief Liu." Seeing this thin middle-aged man, Yang Xuening was stunned.

"Reporter Yang, what is this village chief shouting?"

The village chief shouted in the Bai language, and Nie Yun couldn't understand it, so Liu Junwei couldn't help but ask Yang Xuening.

"He shouted until night, each family should keep their livestock on a leash, and don't let the black bear hurt the livestock at night." Yang Xuening frowned slightly, and explained, "Let's go, let's go over and have a look!" ”

Yang Xuening led a few people to follow the village chief, and walked for a while, but saw the village chief stop in front of a thatched hut, in front of this thatched house, there was a black thin man in his forties, and in the livestock pen behind the black thin man, a teenage boy was holding a small buffalo that fell to the ground, wiping his tears.

When they got closer, the village chief first said a few words to the man in vernacular, then glanced at the child, and sighed lightly. Then he walked up to the child, patted the child on the shoulder, and said loudly in Chinese: "Baby, don't cry, it doesn't matter if the little buffalo dies, your tuition fee this year, the second grandfather will find a way." Hey, this baby...... I haven't eaten for a day, so let's go back! ”

(To be continued)