Since they set off before dawn, the sun had not been rising long after they arrived in Sunshine City, and the entire Sunshine City had not fully awakened from its slumber.

"What are you going to eat?" "It's rare for the big dog not to make breakfast, and he really wants to eat a breakfast made by someone else.

Lao Liu shrugged his shoulders and looked at the female drivers who got out of the car and were still chattering together, "Let's listen to them." Today, fortunately, you, a little man, didn't drive my car, otherwise you would have suffered. ”

The big dog Bai Leng glanced at Lao Liu, "Cut, and the face to say that I am just like you are not a man." It's a person who has a daughter-in-law, and he's still a man, are you embarrassed......"

said this ruthlessly, and directly put Lao Liu in the corner and couldn't get up and down.

Rarely won the verbal battle, the big dog was very excited, and the thief came to the side of the female driver and asked, "Beautiful ladies, what are we going to have for breakfast today?"

The four Tibetan female drivers said in unison: "Let's go to the Canggu Temple Teahouse for breakfast!"

"Is the Canggu Temple Teahouse very famous? I remember not saying that the most famous teahouse in Sunshine City is called the Guangminggang Qiong Teahouse? Why is there another Canggu Temple Teahouse?" asked the big dog puzzled.

The four female Tibetan compatriots stopped squeaking directly, and looked directly at the big dog, who shrank his head and said, "Okay, you just lead the way, I don't know that place." ”

They parked in a parking lot to the east of the Jokhang Temple, with Lin Kuo East Road to the east and dense Tibetan-style buildings to the west.

However, this is already a no-go zone, and all outside vehicles are strictly prohibited from entering.

At this time, there are already many people walking around here, and some shops are also open, and most of them are shops selling souvenirs.

Four female Tibetans walked in front, and Lao Liu followed behind. Except for Tashi Dawa, they have never been here at all. These winding alleys can make people dizzy just by looking at them, and it is basically impossible to walk in and find a teahouse by yourself.

After walking for a short distance, Lao Liu saw a street sign nailed to the wall on the side of the road, with the words "Lin Kuo South Lane" written on it.

Tashi Dawa is obviously familiar with the place, and he says: "This is on the periphery of Barkhor Street, and the pedestrian street from here to the west of Jokhang Temple is arguably the oldest part of Nikko City. Canggu Temple is a Kyaw Mu Temple, the only Kyaw Mu Temple in the entire Nikko City, and there are still about 80 Kyaw Mu practicing in it. ”

Lao Liu knew that Juemu was the honorific title given to female practitioners by Tibetan compatriots, and in the Han nationality, female practitioners were called nuns......

In other words, Canggu Temple is actually a nunnery.

"The butter tea in Canggu Temple is actually very delicious, and I personally feel that it is even better than the butter tea in Guangminggang Qiong Tea House. The delicious tea over there is sweet tea, but the sweet tea in Canggu Temple also tastes great. Anyway, as long as we go into the city to worship, we will all eat at Canggu Temple. ”

Tashi Dawa's eldest sister Yangji slowed down and turned her head and whispered: "Actually, we all think that the butter tea and sweet tea in Canggu Temple are better than Guangming Gangqiong, and Guangming Gangqiong is just famous. If you don't believe it, you can order a set and try it for a while, and you will be guaranteed to like it. ”

Lao Liu smiled.

In fact, to be honest, he is not very interested in butter tea and sweet tea, mainly because he doesn't like to eat sweet, and his favorite butter tea is the salty butter tea made by Tashi Dawa's grandmother.

As for Tibetan noodles or something, anyway, Lao Liu has eaten twice since he came to the plateau, and in recent months, even if Tashi Dawa has been making Tibetan noodles, Tibetan buns, Tibetan dumplings and other Tibetan special meals in the inn, Lao Liu has never eaten Tibetan noodles.

Chu Qian took Lao Liu's arm and whispered, "I heard Sona talk about the Canggu Temple Teahouse before, and she also recommended me to come here to eat, but I haven't found time to come over and taste it." ”

Lao Liu said in a low voice: "So many locals recommend it, which means that the food in Canggu Temple is still very good." ”

Tashi Dawa said: "Actually, the Canggu Temple Teahouse is not far from the Guangminggang Qiong Teahouse. Canggu Temple is in the southeast of the Jokhang Temple, and Guangminggang Qiong is in the northwest of the Jokhang Temple, walk Barkhor Street around the Jokhang Temple to reach the Guangminggang Qiong Teahouse, at most it is the appearance of two miles, and it takes more than ten minutes to walk. ”

As he spoke, the person in front of him stood still, and the Canggu Temple Teahouse was on the north side of the road. In fact, at this time, I only walked a distance of about 200 meters along this alley.

On the front of the brick-red two-story Tibetan building hangs a yellow sign that reads "Canggu Temple Teahouse" in red Tibetan and Chinese.

When I pushed the door open and entered, there were not many people inside, but all of them were Tibetans.

Yangji and the others began to order familiar meals. Lao Liu looked at it, and the price was not too expensive.

A pot of two pounds of sweet tea is only eight yuan, butter tea is also the same price, the Tibetan bag with yak meat filling is one yuan a piece, the pickled radish is a dollar a plate, and as for the tsampa, a large bowl is three yuan.

Of course, there are also Tibetan noodles, jelly hot and sour noodles, and fried potatoes.

Chu Qian likes to drink sweet, so she ordered a pound of sweet tea and a pound of butter tea, and also ordered Tibetan noodles and fried potatoes.

Everyone else also ordered something to eat, and in the end, it was naturally Lao Liu, the boss, who paid the bill.

Since it is "team building", how can employees pay for it?

Lao Liu ordered ten Tibetan buns with yak meat filling, the buns are not big, but the taste is very pure, at least they are quite suitable for Lao Liu's appetite. He also ordered a hot and sour noodle, and Chu Qian gave Lao Liu a cup of butter tea she ordered.

This butter tea looks very good, and the coffee-colored tea soup has oil flowers floating on it, which looks thick.

Chu Qian took a small sip, and her eyes suddenly bent into crescent moons, "Taste it, this butter tea is really delicious, I don't think it's worse than the butter tea made by Tashi Dawa's grandmother." ”

Seeing that his girlfriend was so happy, Lao Liu also took a sip of the cup, with a hint of fishy smell in the fragrance, which was indeed very authentic.

The only regret is that this butter tea is sweet, but it's not that you can't drink it, and you won't drink it if you drink a cup.

With the sour pickled radish and hot and sour noodles, Lao Liu ate ten Tibetan buns in one go, feeling that he was not full, and asked for five more......

The juemu in the teahouse are also busy, chanting sutras, boiling butter tea, steaming steamed buns, and peeling potatoes and fried potatoes, which looks like they have a different charm.

A breakfast cost Lao Liu more than 200 yuan, but eleven people were satisfied.

Out of the teahouse, Lao Liu began to wander through the alley with a cigarette in his mouth, and the number of people gradually increased at this time, but most of them were Tibetan compatriots wearing traditional Tibetan costumes, and the number of foreign tourists was not very large.

These Tibetans all went to Barkhor Street to turn their prayers.

Walking through the crooked and narrow alleys, hearing unintelligible Tibetan in their ears, and passing through a checkpoint, Lao Liu and the others finally arrived at the legendary Barkhor Street.

"Barkhor Street means 'transit prayer road' in our Tibetan language, and this street was built around the Jokhang Temple. Now we are all circling around Barkhor Street. Tashi Dawa explained beside Lao Liu.

At this time, there were already many Tibetans on Barkhor Street who were turning the scriptures, and some were walking in a clockwise direction along the wide Barkhor Street with prayer wheels in their hands, turning the scriptures and chanting while walking. There are also some Tibetan compatriots who are bowing their heads and worshipping reverently, and some elderly people who may be tired of walking are resting on the chairs on both sides of the street.

The section of the street on the south side is called Barkhor South Street, and there are a lot of police cars parked on the side of the street......

When Lao Liu was admiring this, Tashi Dawa, like his two sisters, Tenzin Wangmu and Kelsang Lazhen, took out their prayer wheels and began to circle around the Jokhang Temple like those Tibetan compatriots.

They had to go around Barkhor Street a few times before entering the Jokhang Temple for worship.

The Jokhang Temple belongs to the temple, and most of the Tibetan compatriots are believers, so the Tibetan compatriots do not need money to enter the Jokhang Temple. Even if the Tibetan compatriots go to the cloth palace and Norbulingka, they only need to spend two yuan to buy a special Tibetan ticket.

However, if Lao Liu and the others enter the Jokhang Temple, even if it is off-season, it will be eighty yuan a ticket.

"Do you want to go in?" asked Chu Qian.

Chu Qian shook her head, "I'm not interested in religious beliefs, just walk around outside." ”

"Okay, then I'll accompany you. Lao Liu said and turned his head to the big dog and Yue Fang and the four of them and asked, "Are you willing to go in and visit?" If you want to go in, I will give you money, and you can buy tickets yourself." ”

The four of them nodded and said that they wanted to go in and have a look, the Jokhang Temple is very famous, and its status in Tibetan Buddhism is unparalleled. For the big dogs, since they have come to the plateau, it would be a pity not to go in and have a look.

Not to mention that the boss paid for the ticket.

Lao Liu and Chu Qian have the same idea, and they both have the idea of respecting but not getting close to the religious beliefs of Tibetan compatriots.

Of course, if it is the cloth palace, Lao Liu doesn't mind taking a stroll, after all, the cloth palace is a palace, not a very pure temple like the Jokhang Temple.

There are countless shops around Barkhor Street, selling everything, and it is obvious that shopping is undoubtedly more attractive to Chu Qian than visiting the Jokhang Temple.

When she arrived here, Chu Qian was like a dumpling that flew into the sky, and she got into the water and fished, so she couldn't get tired......

As a boyfriend, Lao Liu can only accompany his daughter-in-law around, and of course, there is a more important role as a humanoid activity bank card.

As long as his girlfriend fancies something, Lao Liu doesn't say a word, or takes out his mobile phone to scan the code to pay the bill, or takes out his wallet and counts cash......

That's a dire situation!

Wandering around until almost noon, Lao Liu felt that his legs did not belong to him, and Tashi Dawa and they came out upside down.

Lao Liu never felt that Yangji was so cute and so good, and when he saw their Lao Liu, it was like seeing a fellow of the Red Army......

PS: The old ink with a crippled hand can't write anymore, and he has no face to say, but he can't say it if he doesn't say it. Temporarily restore the two watches, let the old guy slow down, and accumulate energy...... Thank you for your understanding!