The couple changed to a hot pot restaurant and happily ordered a bowl of pork knuckle soup.

The pork knuckle soup is made with soybean shrimp skin and green onion coriander, which is stewed until soft and delicious, and it is fragrant!

Di Ting was puzzled: "Don't you like spicy food?" Where can I still have the stomach to eat hot pot after eating such a bowl of soup? ”

Yi Xinran drank the soup with a taste and glanced at him: "You don't care about the affairs of beautiful women." ”

"Okay, I don't care."

Di Tingshen had a strong desire to survive and took the menu to order, and despite being warned by his wife, he still ordered the dishes that his wife usually likes to eat.

The hot pot comes up, slightly spicy.

Yi Xinran asked the waiter to bring him a bowl of water and eat it.

It's good to have a little spicy, and for the sake of the child in the belly, try to eat less spicy.

After eating, the sky gradually darkened, and the two came to the square opposite the Potala Palace to take pictures and watch the night view.

The Potala Palace at night is a unique scene under the illumination of the lights, there are many people taking pictures here, and many people wearing Tibetan costumes to take photos!

Di Tingshen and his wife are outstanding in appearance and extraordinary temperament, and they are easy to become the focus wherever they go, so from time to time someone comes over to talk to them and asks them if they want to take a photo?

There are also people who wish they could be their own models and advertise with their photos as a payment: take pictures for free!

Di Tingshen waved his hand and refused.

Just kidding, if his photo is advertised on the street, he won't die of laughter if his colleagues in the business community know about it?

It's okay to be rejected, but the man with the camera around his neck didn't give up, and pasted it like a dog skin plaster: "Take one of the handsome guys and beauties, others will take 399, I'll give you a penny to shoot it, don't be more cost-effective, there is no such point in this village, you will definitely regret it after you don't agree now......"

Di Tingshen was bored, frowned and said coldly: "Go away, if I say I don't shoot, I won't shoot." ”

He's not bad for money, but he's too lazy to explain.

The man who took the picture still refused to give up, and continued to entangle with them: "Don't get angry, you see I'm telling you well, my brother doesn't want to take pictures because I'm afraid that my identity is inconvenient, right?" ”

He said a meaningful look at Yi Xinran, his eyes were obscene and ambiguous, and the two of them were disgusted.

Di Ting wanted to get angry and wanted to call the police.

Anyway, there was a vigilant police patrolling the square not far away, and if he shouted loudly, he would be able to solve the problem.

But his wife dragged him and got up to him.

Yi Xinran whispered something to the man, the voice was so small that even Di Tingshen, who was standing on the other side of her, didn't hear it clearly, but the man obviously heard it clearly, his face changed greatly, and he ran away.

Di Ting was curious: "What did you tell him?" He was scared like this. ”

Yi Xinran smiled skillfully: "I didn't say anything, I just said that we were wanted criminals and were going to surrender to the police, and I said that he was an accomplice when I surrendered." ”

Di Tingshen: ......

He gave his wife a thumbs up: "You cow! ”

The people who harassed them were gone, and the two took a few photos freely in the square, watched the night scene for a while, and then went back.

The next day.

The couple went to Barkhor Street.

First went to the Jokhang Temple, Yi Xinran was once again shocked by the devotion of the Buddhists.

Although the people here have rough skin and are not well dressed and fed, they are all clear-eyed and pious, and in the snowy weather, they take off their shoes and prostrate at the temple gate to chant and bow down.

Young and old, it's all the same.

This reminded Yi Xinran of Dorjee and those equally clear eyes.

The two walked around the Jokhang Temple, and they also invited a tour guide to explain, and the same countless wealth in the temple, and although the lives of the people outside the temple were much better than before, they were still poor.

People would rather not have enough to eat by themselves, but also worship a large number of monks and gods and Buddhas in the temple, and it is a common belief of people here to cultivate the next life without cultivating this life.

only respects other people's cultures and doesn't over-evaluate them, Yi Xinran and Di Tingshen are very aware of this.

They are here to tourist, just take a look.

Jokhang Temple just looked, and it didn't take long to finish.

Then the two bought some souvenirs at the tourist shop on Barkhor Street, and everyone had a share, and when they came out of the store, a local man dressed in a local costume mysteriously approached the two of them: "Do you want beeswax?" Ancestral. ”

"Don't."

"Don't."

The couple refused in unison.

Looking for someone to sell ancestral beeswax on the street?

I don't joke like this, it's a challenge to IQ.

The two were not fooled, and the man didn't dwell too much, just stood behind them and gestured in the other direction.

Yi Xinran and his wife had just walked a few dozen meters when they were stopped by a person: "Do you want beeswax?" ”

"Don't."

The two continued to walk forward, and on average, twenty or thirty meters, they met a person who came over and accosted them, asking them if they wanted beeswax?

I really don't.

But they didn't have the interest to go on, so the two walked out, and when they came to the outside of Barkhor Street, someone came over and asked, "Do you want beeswax?" ”

Yi Xinran has been pestered more times, and his temper is not very good.

Instead of refusing this time, she asked, "How much?" ”

"The beauty borrowed a step to speak." The man spoke Chinese very fluently, and said in stiff Mandarin: "This is my family's ancestral beeswax, and now there is an urgent matter at home and I am in a hurry, you can take 100,000 yuan." ”

As he spoke, he took out a beeswax necklace, the pendant in the middle was large and round, and at first glance it looked very good.

Yi happily sneered: "It's too expensive, don't." ”

But the man didn't leave, but grabbed her arm: "You give a price, how much can you pay?" ”

Di Ting saw that his wife's arm was grabbed by a strange Tibetan man, so he was disgusted, and he coldly slapped the man's hand away: "Let go, we won't buy it." ”

The couple was about to leave, but five or six Tibetan men dressed similarly gathered around them, all of whom were dark-skinned and wore Tibetan knives around their waists.

These people didn't let them go, and even drew their knives and threatened: "Trick us? No, you have to buy this beeswax today, and you have to buy it if you don't buy it. ”

"If you don't buy it, don't want to leave alive." One of them drew the dagger from his waist, flashing with a cold light.

The couple knew that they had met the bad guys.

Di Tingshen wanted to protect his wife, but there were people from the front and back, so he could only hold his wife in his arms and take out the posture of negotiating in the business field: "100,000 is too expensive, we can't take it out." ”

"Eighty thousand, no less."

The man who spoke at the beginning spoke and gave a "reserve price".

Di Tingshen shook his head: "There is no eighty thousand, we are out for tourism, it is impossible to bring so much money." ”

At this time, the man with the dagger couldn't hold it back, and scolded directly: "...... Fool whom? You wear more than 180,000 pieces of clothing, spend 80,000 yuan to buy a piece of beeswax, why are you crying poor? ”

The man also has a lot of Tibetan mixed in Mandarin, and that's all Di Tingshen can roughly understand.