Chapter 429: The meat is not fragrant

The sky is blue, deep and pure.

The plane slowly rose, and the clouds changed color, sometimes white, sometimes yellow, and suddenly bright.

Suddenly, the sun shone through the window, shining with the light of the barg.

No matter how good the scenery is, you will get tired of seeing too much. After a few glances, Li Dingan covered the thin blanket and closed his eyes.

Yu Huiyin and Shu Jinghao sat in the back row, staring at a small glass bottle and muttering:

"Where did you dig it up?"

"In the ruins of Yacheng to the north of the outpost, there is a lot of wooden box...... Teacher Li said that this is purple sand. ”

"What's the use?"

"It is said that it is traditional Chinese medicine, which was used to treat trauma in ancient times and to treat cancer in modern times."

"It's amazing, what does it smell like?"

"I don't know, do you want to try it?"

Wang Yongqian really couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud with a "poof".

Li Dingan turned his head helplessly.

"I warn you, this thing is poisonous and corrosive: a must-have for corns and carbuncles...... If you are not afraid of intestinal perforation, you can eat with confidence. ”

"Just casually, you think we really eat?"

Yu Huiyin looked at him narrowly, "Have you tasted it, what kind of taste?" ”

Nonsense, haven't tasted it, how do I know it's purple sand?

"Bitter in salt...... Well? ”

Suddenly, Yu Huiyin and Shu Jing leaned back and forth in a funny way.

Li Dingan shook his head and took the vial.

This is the purple salt of 'purple clear, water out of stone salt' in the Book of Wei, and the salty water in the "Notes on the Secret History of the Yuan Dynasty" that 'salty water comes from the south and flows into the water', which also comes from this.

So, if you find a purple salt lake, you can find water.

Of course, it's not easy to find, after all, in foreign countries, many places are not as convenient as in China......

After thinking about it, Li Dingan closed his eyes and took a nap for almost an hour, when the radio prompted that the flight had arrived in Ulaanbaatar and was about to land.

"Li Ding'an, why are there so many colorful houses on the hillside, so beautiful?"

Pretty fart?

"It's a civilian area...... Mongolia has a population of 3.2 million, and 1.7 million people live in the capital, of which 1.1 million cannot afford to buy or even rent a house, so they can only build simple houses or build yurts. ”

"Teacher Li, the sky is obviously sunny, why is it like a layer of fog?"

"Because of pollution: Mongolia is too cold, with an average temperature of only 1.5 degrees Celsius throughout the year. Ulan is too densely populated, and people who don't have buildings can only burn coal and wood for heating, and they have to burn for at least eight months a year, so the air is very poor......"

"That's right...... Who is that silver statue? ”

"Genghis Khan...... It's not silver, it's stainless steel on the outside and ...... on the inside."

"There are portraits on the mountain, it's so big...... Who's that? ”

"Also Genghis Khan......"

"What about the sculpture in the middle of the square?"

"Still Genghis Khan!"

Shu Jinghao is going abroad for the first time, and Yu Huiyin is coming to Mongolia for the first time, anyway, the two of them are very curious, lying on the window and chattering.

"Li Ding'an, you haven't been here, how do you know so clearly?"

Or else?

This is going abroad, not out of the village.

"A good visit...... Li Ding'an, how is the security here? ”

"It's okay overall, but there are more drunks at night, so try to go out as little as possible. If you have to go out, try not to speak Chinese. ”

"Why?"

"The people here aren't too friendly to you......"

"Didn't we say we donated a lot to them?"

How much more?

Education, medical care, roads, bridges, railways, aviation, industrial equipment, basic support facilities, and even food and material aid in the event of a snowstorm...... From the fifties to the present, the aid has been more than 70 years, and it has not stopped.

The result is not an egg.

Shu Jinghao pouted: "Isn't this a white-eyed wolf?" ”

Li Dingan gritted his teeth and smiled, and Wang Yongqian glared at him.

"Why are you staring at me, and I didn't say it?"

It wasn't really what he said, but that's what he meant in and out of his words......

The group got off the plane, and the person who came to pick them up was the third-level counselor of the cultural department of the embassy, who knew Wang Yongqian, and was very polite anyway, saying that he had arranged for them to the Air China Hotel next to the embassy.

The group got on the bus, and the bus drove to the embassy on BJ Street.

"Li Ding'an, how do you call BJ Street?"

"We built it."

"Why is it so blocked?"

"In the center of the city, congestion is normal."

"How come there are only four lanes? It's still very wide on both sides, so why not widen the road? ”

Li Dingan leaned back lazily: "Wait for us to build it." ”

I thought he was joking, but Wang Yongqian didn't squeak?

Yu Huiyin and Shu Jinghao glanced at each other: It seems that what Li Dingan said is the truth.

How so?

After a few words, we arrived at the hotel.

This was an official visit, and the embassy also arranged a banquet, which was attended by several counselors of the Cultural Department.

It's more formal, I didn't drink much, and it was over at about one o'clock.

Yu Huiyin and Shu Jinghao were very excited and wanted to go out for a walk, Li Dingan also felt bored, and by the way, they became flower messengers.

The hotel sent them a translator, the girl's name is Fan Rong, as her name suggests, she is very beautiful, she is still a top student of the Mongolian language department of the Chinese College outside Beijing, and she has been participating in the Ministry of Education (teacher) for two years.

When school started late in Mongolia, she had nothing to do for the time being, and she worked as a part-time interpreter in the hotel, and the embassy was occasionally too busy, and she would also be a temporary tour guide for official groups for a few days.

They all went to school in the capital, and they were all public schools, and the three girls suddenly had a common topic:

"Fan Rong, you are so good, you just graduated and you are assigned by the ministry and commission?"

"It's okay, luck!"

The girl smiled reservedly, "What about you, it's a public inspection, which unit?" ”

"It's an academic exchange!" Yu Huiyin pointed to herself, "I am propaganda, and the two of them are cultural tourism." ”

"How about two departments?"

"It's complicated."

Fan Rong looked at Li Ding'an who was not far away, and winked at Shu Jinghao: "Boyfriend, right?" ”

"No, he's my leader!" Shu Jinghao shook her head violently and took Yu Huiyin's hand, "She is!" ”

"Huh?"

Fan Rong was stunned: It seems that the three of them are about the same age, and the man seems to be a little younger?

Doesn't look like it?

She turned her head: Li Ding'an was eating roast mutton in front of a small stall, his mouth full of oil.

Biting the meat in his mouth, he stroked down vigorously with his right hand, grabbed a handful in his left hand, and raised it towards them: "It's so fragrant...... Do you want to? ”

"Yes!"

Yu Huiyin and Shu Jinghao are both foodies, otherwise they wouldn't have thought about what it tastes like to taste purple salt that can cure cancer.

The two ran over, took the skewers, and gave Fan Rong a few more skewers.

It's quite big, it is estimated that there is half a catty of meat, and it is fresh.

"It's so cheap, it's only sold for ten yuan a string." Li Dingan sighed with emotion, muttered a few words, and took out his wallet to pay.

Fan Rong was stunned again: "He is Mongolian?" ”

"No, Han!"

"Also a Mongolian major?"

"Nope! He learns the Chinese language! ”

"But how is Mongolian so good?"

"He taught himself more than Mongolian...... Shu Jinghao stuffed meat in his mouth, vague, "Uighur (ancient Mongolian), Baspa, Khitan, Jin, he can ......"

Yes?

Suddenly, Fan Rong felt that the meat in her mouth was not fragrant. (End of chapter)