Walking on the meadow with a camel feels like walking on a stall, soft. The weeds are less than the calves, and even then it feels like you've stepped into a piece of paradise. The stream is crystal clear and flows into the distance, and you can occasionally see some small fish.

Walking here seems to have forgotten that we are in the depths of the Taklamakan Desert. Although the sun is still scorching us during the day, we don't feel tired at all when we walk here, and at least we can enjoy the beautiful scenery in front of us, which should be a pleasure. In the blue sky, occasionally a few eagles flew overhead and flew into the distance.

After walking for about half a day, I heard the sound of sheep crowing not far away. Turning over a mountain beam, I can see the sheep all over the mountains on the opposite hillside, which is not spectacular. Shepherds shouted at the sheep in the distance, and occasionally a few sheepdogs passed through the flock.

Walking along the path trampled by the sheep, the little lambs who occasionally crouched on the ground by the side of the road did not seem to care about our arrival.

"These little lambs are so cute." Li Tong's mother's love was overflowing at this time, and he wanted to come forward to his parents' lambs. I only heard a bleating call, which provoked people to be lazy in their hearts.

"Even the little lamb boy is so concerned. Words give us a straight face every day on the road, feeling like we owe you an account. Cannon muttered from the side. Li Tong was stroking the head of the little lamb, and saw a soft light from the little lamb's immature eyes, which was pitiful.

After stroking the lamb, Li Tong turned around and said, "Yes, you are not as cute as these little lambs." No, you can play the little lamb for us. When the cannon heard this, he got goosebumps and hurriedly walked to the front.

The girl's mind is really unpredictable.

After about ten minutes of walking, a tent at the col caught our attention. We thought to ourselves, anyway, we have come here, we might as well visit the owner here, to replenish some supplies, and ask for directions by the way.

Probably no one has been here for a long time, and the owner of this place has long noticed us, and before we can get to the front of the tent, the owner of this place has already walked up to us, asked us what we were coming, and by the way, shh The owner of the ranch was about forty years old, dressed in a national costume, with clear eyes and a very simple look.

Brother Li talked to the owner of the house in the local language, and the two talked and laughed.

According to Brother Li, the owner of this house is Kazakh, and we can't remember what the name is. The owner of the tent invited us to rest in the tent and poured us goat's milk (a kind of wine made from goat's milk). The outside of the Kazakh tent is made entirely of sheepskin, and it looks white. inside

Not to mention that this goat's milk is quite delicious, there is no fishy smell of goat milk, maybe someone specially went to the fishy. I took a few sips and felt that the taste was not bad, a sour taste, and a little fragrant, which was evocative. Because the cannon had a previous mess in the Daolang clan, this time it was actually obedient. After seeing us take a few sips, I took a few tentative sips. Maybe try the unique taste of goat's milk, the cannon is actually a little addictive, a few mouthfuls of a bowl are all gone, the owner has to take another bowl.

The cannon wiped the goat's milk from his mouth with his cuff, licked it with his tongue from time to time, and said with a smile: "This goat's milk is really delicious." "I'm completely speechless about this product, and I've thoroughly understood what it means to be thick-skinned, so I had to roll my eyes.

Soon, the owner brought a large plate of mutton with a smile, but the mutton was still raw. We all feel weird, we can't always eat raw meat, right? In that case, I won't be killed. From time to time, the owner brought a grill from outside, and it seemed that a charcoal fire had been lit. The host sits next to the grill and skewers the meat on iron skewers and grills it on top. A smell of barbecue spread across the tent.

When it was done, the owner sprinkled some salt on it and handed it to us with a smile on his face. We had to pick it up with both hands. Not to mention, the taste of roast lamb here is really different from what I have seen before. In the past, I ate authentic barbecue, all of which relied on the assistance of condiments, which was somewhat noisy, and the barbecue here relied more on the requirements of the barbecue itself. This mutton is eaten to the innermost, fat but not greasy. Perhaps this is the genius of Kazakh barbecue.

I heard Brother Li say that this kind of barbecue is called "Hakta Khanyet" locally, and it mainly uses the meat of lamb breast as the raw material. No wonder this kind of meat tastes different, and the mutton you usually eat feels like it's going to fall off, and it doesn't have this kind of strength at all.

When he was satisfied, he took out a brick-like thing from his chest, smashed it piece by piece with a knife-like thing, and put it in a cup. For the three of us, this was the first time we had seen these strange things, and we were interested for a while. After soaking in boiling water for a lifetime, a smell of tea refreshes people's hearts.

Brother Li smiled and said, "You may not know, but this is a brick tea unique to the Kazakh people. I asked curiously, "What is brick tea?" Brother Li stood up, pointed to the brick-like thing and said slowly: "This kind of tea has been crushed and looks like bricks, so it is called brick tea." ”

I smiled heartetly and said, "It seems that we didn't come in vain this time, and we have gained a lot of knowledge." "Indeed, what I saw and heard when I came to Xinjiang this time is also something that my mothers didn't know before.

The owner of this house was very hospitable, and explained to us the customs and customs while making us tea, but we didn't understand Kazakh, but Brother Li listened to it with relish.

It was too stuffy inside the tent, so the three of us went outside to get some air. When the wine was half-drunk, a cool breeze suddenly blew, and I suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. Looking down from the top of the mountain, it is another scenery. For a moment, the three of us froze in place.

"The truth will stay here for the rest of my life." Cannon sighed. I said, "I'm going to let you stay here for three days, so I'm going to keep you sick." After saying that, I walked towards the sheep not far away, and heard the cannon say from behind: "It's very shameless, and I still treat you as a buddy." ”

I shook my head with a smile at the cannon's complaint, and walked straight into the distance without paying any more attention. The flocks of sheep are like clumps of cotton dotted on the hillside. On the top of the mountain, occasionally a few clumps of Suosuo (1) surround the Tianshan spruce, like guards. It will take some time to get to the places marked on the human skin map, and there is no hurry in a day or two. I just lay down on the hillside and closed my eyes.

From time to time, Li Tong and Po Ah also came over and lay beside me. "It's a very comfortable day. It's also good to find a little Kazakh daughter-in-law and herd sheep here. Cannon closed his eyes and said contentedly. Li Tong did not speak on the side, but closed his eyes and enjoyed breathing the mountain air.

Note: (1) A plant of the Chenopoliaceae family, the genus Haloxyllomon, which grows in the northeastern part of the Tarim Basin.