The dark past things that the old man said made Fang Yan stunned for a while, and he really gained a lot of insight.

"Old man, hearing you say this, I feel that gold diggers are much more dangerous than poachers!"

"You're right."

Sanji, who was in the driver's seat, said while driving: "There are many people in our wild yak team, and they were responsible for maintaining the gold field before. ”

Fang Yan asked with interest: "Were there many people who were digging for gold before?" ”

"Of course, 70,000 or 80,000 people came to Hoh Xil every year to pan for gold, and there were more than 2,000 tents near Malan Mountain at the most, with 4-5 people in one tent, and tens of thousands of people were mining gold at the same time."

Sanji recalled: "Because there were too many gold diggers, which caused a lot of confusion, the relevant policy was issued from the province at that time, gold mining was not allowed without gold mining licenses, and the gold was purchased by the People's Bank of China. ”

"Did the policy work after it was issued?"

"Hehe, no fart!"

The old man sneered and interjected: "Many gold diggers sold gold on the black market in Golmud, and the black market price was one or two times higher than the national purchase price. ”

Hearing this, Fang Yan became more and more curious about how the once-prosperous gold panning activities had declined.

After that, through the old man's explanation, I learned that the gold rush chaos lasted until the mid-90s, after the establishment of the Hoh Xil Reserve Administration, its first important task was to clean up the gold diggers in the reserve, and a large number of armed police were dispatched at that time.

As a result of the decline of the gold rush, some people turned the idea of making money on the Tibetan antelope, and by 1991, poaching reached its climax.

In 1992, the Western Working Committee was established in Zhiduo County, the administrative jurisdiction of Hoh Xil, and Jaysang Sonanda was appointed as a senior official of the Western Working Committee.

At that time, the Western Working Committee was not established to fight poaching, but to develop the minerals of Hoh Xil. However, no one expected that later, the core task of this organization and even the later wild yak team was anti-poaching, and Sonam Dajie even paid for it.

Looking back at the history of Hoh Xil, gold panning and poaching are topics that cannot be avoided, and both have a lot to discover, which is suitable for filmmaking.

…………

At the end of November, on the moor of Hoh Xil.

"Bang-"

A gunshot rang out, and the "captain of the mountain patrol team" Ritai fell to the ground in pain.

"Who shot the gun...... Who shot the gun? ”

The startled poaching leader, dissatisfied, found the shooter and kicked him angrily.

"RNMD, almost beat me up."

After speaking, the poaching leader snatched the shotgun and fired two shots at Ritai, who was constantly twitching on the ground.

Finally, Ritai stopped breathing and was completely killed......

"Ka-"

After Fang Yan finished shouting, everyone in the crew looked at him with expectant eyes.

This time the shooting is the last scene, if it passes successfully, then "Ke Ke Xili" can be completed.

Fang Yan watched the replay carefully, and after making sure that there was no problem, he said loudly: "I announce that "Hoh Xili" is officially completed."

After saying this, all the crew began to cheer.

Looking back on the filming experience of this movie, they encountered a lot of difficulties, the plateau lacked oxygen, the weather was cold, and the actors were injured...... It's not easy to think about.

The original crew of more than 100 people was only 60 or 70 people left at this time, which is really embarrassing to think about.

Fang Yan clapped his palms vigorously and said with a smile, "Thanks to everyone's hard work during this time, the finale banquet has been set, and everyone will not get drunk tonight." ”

"Long live the director—"

The scene was full of laughter, and everyone's faces were filled with happy smiles.

When the time came, the largest restaurant in Zhiduo County was already overcrowded at this time.

The crew of "Hoh Xili", plus the members of the wild yak team, everyone drank and ate with laughter.

Tsamba, pipa meat, fried cheese in ghee, stir-fried yak meat, ginseng fruit...... Tibetan cuisine has everything to offer, and every dish is mouth-watering.

"Fang Yan, I'm here to toast you!"

Sanchi came directly with a bowl, which was filled with barley wine.

Good guy, such a big stance, is it to fight the tiger after drinking?

Fang Yan swallowed nervously - according to local customs, as much wine as the other party toasts you, you must drink as much as you want.

"That...... Can we change the glass? ”

"If it's a man, don't talk nonsense, I'll do it first for respect!" Sanji smiled heartily and drank the wine in one go.

"Who's afraid of whom? I'm here to the end! ”

Under the influence of the atmosphere of the wine field, Fang Yan gritted his teeth, immediately poured his bowl full of wine, and drank it all at once.

"Hahaha, this is my good brother!"

Sanji gave Fang Yan a big hug and said with tears in his eyes: "Brother, no matter where you go, don't forget the friendship between us."

"Rest assured...... I will never forget. ”

Fang Yan's nose was a little sour, and a sadness welled up in his heart.

Life is like this, every encounter is a reunion after a long absence, and every parting may never see each other again.

When everyone drank and drunk, a member of the wild yak team stood up and began to sing loudly.

"Who brought the call of the ancients, who left a thousand years of hope."

"Could it be that there are still wordless songs, or that long-lasting attachment that cannot be forgotten."

"Oh—I saw mountains and rivers and mountains and rivers together."

"Yalasuo, that's the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau."

The song "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" aroused everyone's interest, and everyone sang along with the lyrics, and the atmosphere was ignited all of a sudden.

"Who looks at the blue sky day and night, who longs for eternal dreams."

"Is there a song of praise, or a solemnity that seems to be unchangeable?"

"Oh—I saw mountains and rivers and mountains and rivers together."

"Yalasuo, that's the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau."

After the singing of "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau", everyone present was excited, cheers and applause continued.

"The director sings a song, the director sings a song......"

I don't know who started it, but everyone shouted along, and the louder they were, the louder they became.

Fang Yan smiled helplessly and made a gesture to suppress his voice: "You guys, it's really not a big deal to see the excitement!" But I warn you, I'll sing a song, and don't make any more noise. ”

"The director is mighty!" Seeing that the goal was achieved, the crowd immediately cheered and jumped.

Fang Yan cleared his throat, and sang slowly in a deep voice.

"Wild geese - in the sky, in pairs of rows."

"The river is long, the autumn grass is yellow, and the sound of the piano on the grassland is sad."

"The wild goose - to the south, flying over the reeds."

"The sky is vast, where are the geese going, and in my heart is the hometown of the north."

For Tibetan friends, pop music is not to their taste, and simple and simple folk music is their favorite.

"Hong Geese" is a long-standing NMG Urad folk song, and Tibetans, who are also nomads, can also experience the artistic conception of this song.

"Hong Yan - to the sky, how far away is the sky."

"Drink the wine dry, pour it again, and don't get drunk tonight."

"Drink the wine dry, pour it again, and don't get drunk tonight."

Under Fang Yan's singing, everyone present was immersed in the song, and their hearts were full of parting sadness.

As the song goes, if you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return!