Tsering Quzhen, who was helping her mother, was very happy to hear what Chen Xing and the others said, and said, "Dad said you guys are not used to eating tsampa, but really, tsampa is delicious."
Chen Xing smiled and asked, "Didn't you go to school?"
Tsering Quzhen's expression changed and she stopped talking.
Tashi said: "Tsering Quzhen wants to stay at home and herd cattle with us, and he is already past the age of studying, so he will stop studying."
Chen Xing opened his mouth to persuade, but then thought of their situation in his mind.
Nyima Zandui's family is a herdsman, raising dozens of yaks and horses. Just the couple and an elderly mother cannot complete the daily operations of herdsmen such as herding cattle, milking, etc.
Reading is of course a good way out.
But after they have gone to school, there is no one at home to help them. Besides, are the young people who have gone to school still willing to return to this grassland?
After more experiences, Chen Xing's thoughts also changed.
But he still murmured: "It's also good to be literate."
"I know how to read. My mother taught me how to read."
"That's still pretty awesome."
Chen Xing nodded and sat on the chair in the living room.
Xie Kaiji and the others were sitting nearby and whispered, "You don't look very happy. It doesn't matter to us whether other people study or not."
"No, I just thought of a teacher."
Li Shan said:
"Education is not necessarily the only right way. Look at this family, they have raised a large herd of yaks and more than ten horses. Such a family may be much richer than us. Don't worry, let's have breakfast. I am very fond of Zanba. The taste is curious.”
Xie Kaiji said: "Be careful of diarrhea."
"What's this? I searched it on the Internet. Just wash your hands."
Li Shan didn't care.
What is tsampa?
The highland barley is ground into flour and fried, then dipped in butter tea and kneaded into balls to eat.
As long as you wash your hands, there is nothing in this process that will cause diarrhea.
Butter tea and tsampa were both ready-made, and Tashi quickly brought them up. The butter tea was in a fruit processor, and when it was poured out, it was hot butter tea. The color was still the same as that of milk tea, but darker.
Tsampa is still powder.
Chen Xing asked: "How is butter tea made?"
Tsering Quzhen said proudly: "It's very simple. Boil water to make tea. Then, without the tea leaves, just put salt, butter and tea in a blender and stir."
Zhaxi said: "Go and cook the noodles." After driving her daughter away, she said: "This is how it is done now that the electricity is on. Traditional butter tea needs to be made by hand, and the one made is more fragrant than this one. If you have time, you can I’ll do it for you once.”
Xie Kaiji shook his head and said, "Our time is tight and we will leave soon."
There are still three days left for their vacation, and they have to drive back if they want to visit the Holy City again, otherwise they won't be able to make it to work in time.
"Leaving now?"
"I was already pressed for time, so I couldn't help it, but I saw everything I needed to see when I came to Tibet this time, and I made the right decision."
Li Shan nodded repeatedly after hearing this.
Although there were many dissatisfactions along the way, overall it was very satisfactory, and I let go of the depression of working in a mountainous area for several years.
Chen Xing is thinking about it.
He should have left, but Brother Jie sent a message saying that yesterday's heavy rain caused a mudslide on a section of the road leading to Ali, and he couldn't find a car for a while. He wanted to stay here for a few more days to experience Tibet. The life of a herdsman.
Tashi taught two first-time tsampa eaters how to knead it.
She felt that since mainlanders had never eaten this kind of food, it would be difficult for them to grasp the proportion of flour and ghee.
But both Chen Xing and Li Shan have fished before. Have they never eaten tsampa or kneaded fish feed? So it was successful the second time I added water.
Chen Xing took a small bite to taste.
The flour ground from wheat has a wheat aroma, and the flour ground from highland barley also has the aroma of highland barley. This smell is much more fragrant than the rice eaten at home. Chen Xing is not disgusted with it, and because of the addition of butter tea, Zan The cake also has the fragrance of milk, the lubrication of oil, and the salty taste of salt.
Eat a bite of tsampa and drink a sip of butter tea.
After going back and forth twice, Chen Xing became familiar with the taste and it became much faster to eat.
He has a high tolerance for all things he can eat, food that is not bitter and tastes good.
Butter tea is strange at first, but as long as you don't mix this drink with something as overly sweet as milk tea, you'll quickly get used to the taste.
This is a kind of tea water that tastes salty and has a milky and oily aftertaste.
According to the method Tsering Quzhen said before, put tea leaves, salt and water, and then add butter, which should have the same effect.
But Chen Xing was used to eating, but Li Shan couldn't. He could eat tsampa, but couldn't drink butter tea. He had a natural resistance to this kind of fatty drink. After eating a few more mouthfuls of tsampa, he stopped and hurriedly beat his chest.
"Phew, it's killing me."
"Want some tea."
Chen Xing reminded.
"I'm not used to drinking, what about you?"
"I think it's okay." Chen Xing said.
"Not used to it."
Tashi poured a bowl of butter tea for everyone, and Xiaobei also took a sip. He thought the taste was unique and he could drink it.
Xie Kaiji didn't touch it. He had tried it before and couldn't drink it.
"I'll treat you to Tibetan food when we get to the Holy City later. Sweet tea is delicious. Generally speaking, pastoral areas far away from the city like to drink butter tea, while people in the city prefer sweet tea."
Xiaobei made a humming sound and kept nodding, then asked Chen Xing: "Are you leaving?"
"I...I'll stay for one more day."
"Okay, then you have to be careful alone."
Chen Xing smiled and said, "I don't have a car, so the things you often talk about can't happen to me."
"You have to be careful then." He said,
Then the three people went to discuss how much money should be given to the family. Although they were a little uncomfortable with last night's accommodation and the breakfast and dinner for the past two days, their attitude was very good. If they were not used to it, it was a matter of personal constitution. .
Tashi opened the door and came in with a bucket of milk.
The chat between several people was paused, but they were still communicating with each other with their eyes.
Xie Kaiji took out his wallet and counted the money under the table. Chen Xing took a look and saw that there was not a lot of cash in it. In modern society, everyone uses WeChat to pay and rarely brings a large amount of cash. Xie Kaiji also brought these for emergencies.
He took out 600 yuan, took back his wallet, stood up and said: "Sister Tashi, there are 600 yuan here, which is just for our accommodation fee last night. It's not much, mainly because we didn't bring much cash with us. , you just take it."
"No, no, it's just a matter of convenience, no charge."
They were so kind to Chen Xing and the others, but they didn't want to collect tourists' money.
If it weren't for Chen Xing and the four of them, Nima Zhandui and her mother-in-law would have to stay outside for who knows how long. He is also an old man. It is not good to take shelter from the rain in the car. It is not good to walk several kilometers and come back in the rain. Most likely you will get sick.
So they were only grateful to Chen Xing and the others, and never thought of collecting money.
