Yu Jie's reminders echoed in his mind layer upon layer.
careful.
Be careful with the locals.
Rip off customers.
Then it's like, come and play, kill sheep, that sort of thing.
Chen Xing broke out in a cold sweat for a while, but his reason told him that it is already 2021, and his country has become the world's second economy. The country is rich and the people are strong, and the legal system is complete. No one will harm others so blatantly, right? .
He refused: "I'll just go and visit the scenic spots."
Yu Jie said it was quite serious, and Chen Xing didn't dare to go to the house of someone he just met.
What if, right?
But we can still chat. This car is so small that Chen Xing has to bend his legs all the time. Sitting here at just over 1.8 meters tall, he looks like an adult sitting on a short bench. His knees are higher than his buttocks, so he can rest. It must be a bad rest.
Even Chen Xing couldn't understand the Tibetan language spoken by the Tibetans, so he could only talk to this grandma.
"How old are you kid?"
"twenty two."
"It's quite impressive to come out alone at such a young age."
Chen Xing also falsely reported that he was three years old.
"Grandma, you live in Namtso. Do you usually have many tourists visiting your place?"
"Many, people often drive in and crush the grass. They don't listen to us even if we tell them. Now there is no grass growing in many of our pastures. My son made a wooden fence around it with wood, but People still drive in occasionally.”
This kind of thing is quite common on the grassland.
Sanyiba is a little better. Under normal circumstances, tourists will only drive off the national highway, then park on the grass next to the road and walk to play by themselves. As long as there are no attractions nearby.
The old lady's home is like this. Tourists don't want to go to the scenic spot to spend money to see the scenery, but just want to go around the scenic spot to see if there is a road leading to Namtso. After all, this is a big lake, and you can find a 'free' way no matter how hard you put your mind to it.
So when tourists saw that there was only a piece of grassland between the national highway and Namtso, they drove over.
No one living in the mainland would know what harm this would do to the grasslands.
Chen Xing only understood this after listening to the old lady's complaints.
He asked about some Tibetan customs, and grandma told him everything she knew. Then the two brothers sitting in front started to join in the conversation.
Most Tibetans who are closer to the tourist routes can speak some Mandarin. Especially the Tibetans after the 1990s have received modern education, so communication after coming to Tibet will definitely be no problem.
Just like Chen Xing in the mountainous area of southern Yunnan, some old people there can understand Chen Xing even if they don't speak Mandarin.
The car stopped in Damxiong, and Chen Xing got out of the car with a pale face.
It was pretty good this time. Sitting on such a low-tech bus for several hours and not vomiting, Chen Xing's physique was amazingly adaptable.
Grandma grabbed the car door and got out of the car. Chen Xing quickly went to help her.
"You really don't want to go?"
"No, I'll just take a look at the scenic spot."
"I see you are nervous? Don't be afraid, Chen Xing, we are not wolves."
"Haha..." Chen Xing laughed dryly.
Still too young to be seen out.
If Chen Xing agrees, Chen Xing can actually go to the Namtso Scenic Area for free, and even go to the temporarily closed Holy Elephant Gate. The old lady's house includes part of the scenic area, and it is easy to bring someone in.
But he refused.
The old lady didn't say anything, she bowed her body and walked slowly away.
Chen Xing also walked out. He wanted to walk around the county town first and then find a car in the scenic area.
When he saw Heishui Town before, he saw the residential buildings with Tibetan style and felt that this was where Tibetans lived, with a strong Tibetan flavor. But when he actually came to Tibet, he knew what Tibetan flavor was.
Dangxiong undoubtedly has a hidden flavor.
It has a vast area and is sparsely populated. There are no green plants on the roads and yellow sand is everywhere, just like a city in the desert.
It has a small white palace that is very similar to the Potala Palace, but it only has one floor above the ground, and then there are many two-story buildings on the roadside. Yes, most of the buildings are two-story, and there are very few high-rise buildings. Regarding buildings, Chen Xing only saw taller buildings in government buildings, police stations and other places.
This is close, let alone distant.
In fact, you can't see very far away. Look to the left, snow-capped mountains, and to the right, it's still snow-capped mountains. It's like a place surrounded by snow-capped mountains. The sky is blue, and you can clearly see the moon hanging far high in the sky. Make this world appear empty and peaceful.
You can see the moon in Tibet during the day, and you can see it often.
He walked on the road for a long time.
There are not many plants here, but the air is very good. Although the air is slightly chilly due to the gradually cold weather, it is really comfortable to breathe.
We walked into a place called Sichuan Flavor Restaurant.
"Boss, do you have Mapo tofu and boiled pork slices?"
"have!"
An aunt came over to clean the table and asked, "Are you alone?"
"Yes, it's just me."
"Are you from Sichuan Province?"
"Hey, yes."
It feels like Sichuan fellows are everywhere, especially in Tibet. As long as you walk into a Sichuan restaurant, most of the chefs and waiters inside are from Sichuan Province.
Tibetan food is very expensive. He knew it when he came here yesterday, but he still couldn't help but smack his lips at the 58 yuan for the boiled pork slices. Even the mapo tofu costs 25 yuan, which is already expensive in their Sichuan province. It’s the price of a meat dish.
The food didn't surprise Chen Xing, it just had a familiar home-cooked taste.
After eating this meal, Chen Xing asked: "Honey, where is the bus to Namtso here?"
"Namtso, there is a bus at the station. If you are not interested, you can take a ride. There are often people passing by. Have a good trip, young man."
Chen Xing walked out of the restaurant playing with his mobile phone and was about to search on the ride-hailing car. But on the side of the road, he saw a young man carrying a big bag giving a thumbs up to the road. When a car came on the road, he gave it a thumbs up and another car came. He stood up.
He was a little curious, so he walked over and asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"
The man looked back and saw that he was also an outsider, so he said in a very optimistic tone: "I'm stopping the car to go to the Namtso Scenic Area."
"You can stop the car like this?"
He still did not forget to give a thumbs up to the passing cars, and explained to Chen Xing:
"Don't you understand this? I am called carrying a truck. I only need to wait on the side of the road and give a thumbs up. Occasionally I can stop a big truck. Then I will throw the bag into the car and find a comfortable place. If you have a good seat, won’t this save you money on the bus?”
"awesome."
Chen Xing nodded in praise. This was the first time he heard of such a way of traveling.
While he was talking, a truck really stopped. The little brother smiled at Chen Xing and asked, "Can you get in?"
Chen Xing looked at his dusty appearance and the thick dirt on the truck, smiled and shook his head.
