In the following days, we stayed at Zhaowang Hotel. The beggar Liu said that the group of people who ran away in 1988 seemed very mysterious. He asked for us. The other party's feedback probably meant: If you want to join, you can hand it over.

The membership fee is 200,000 yuan before meeting.

I think the other party is a bit snobbish. Our gang was seriously injured after returning from Hong Kong Island. 200,000 is not a small amount.

Shaking his head, he said, "If they don't want money, I'm not at ease. Yunfeng, you think so. We only spend tens of thousands of dollars on our life, which is worth it. I still have some savings, and I have 250,000 yuan, 20

We count the membership fees we visited, and the remaining 50,000 yuan was used as activity funds."

In this way, the beggar Liu was the intermediary. About three days later, we met the people sent by this group of forces in the hotel.

Two middle-aged men wearing blue sky rescue work clothes came that day and met the two of them alone. I don’t know what they talked about in the room. When they left, one of them picked up a black plastic bag.

After entering the house, he said to me: "They promised to help us for the sake of Mr. Liu, and soon the news will be released. Changchun will know that we have an intersection with Ms. Zhao and should not be looking for us in the short term.

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I asked in confusion: "Boom, what is that Zhao Qingwan's origin? There is such a lot of energy on the road."

"Ha," he smiled and said, "Do you know that puppet theater in Beijing?"

"Which one next to the third ring of Anzhen Bridge?"

"Yes, that's only a small part of the Zhao family's industry. In addition, I asked them to help inquire about Xiaohong's news. Whenever there is any news, they will call me to notify me."

I was stunned and it took me a long time to come back to my senses.

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If so, that person is too big

Many people may not know about the Puppet Theater, but I believe many people have heard of the name Peace Hotel.

I guessed something, but I didn't dare to ask too much, just understand some things in my heart.

The head injury has improved a lot in the past few days and can basically get out of the wheelchair and walk. Next, we have to do something else.

Buy equipment.

Zhao Xuanxuan is young and she doesn't know much about many things. The things we need to buy include whirlwind shovels, food, pure water, sleeping bags, flying tiger claws, fishing nets, compass, etc., because the place we want to go is in Helan Mountain.

, The desert is harsh and many places are not open to traffic, so I and Bartou combined and decided to buy a used car of solid quality and use it by myself.

At that time, the used car market was very chaotic, it was a profit-making industry, with opaque prices, and there were no professional third-party appraisal agencies for used cars. In addition, there were few buyers who really understood the appraisal of car conditions, so most people would be slaughtered when buying.

For example, in terms of the car popularity rate of that year, the best sales in the northern region were Alto, Tianjin Xiali, Hyundai Sonata, Cherokee (212), and Mitsubishi Cheetah. We have many people and bring more things, so we can only buy them.

The SUV-style car was finally selected and decided to buy a 212 Cherokee from the local used car dealers.

A local car dealer named Liu in Handan, we bought a second-hand Cherokee for 48,000 yuan from him. The Liu, who was surnamed Liu, promised: "Don't worry, brothers, you guys, this 212 is a bit broken, but the biggest one is

The advantage is that the chassis is strong and the fuel tank is large, and they are all introduced by acquaintances. Don’t worry, you won’t suffer any losses.”

When buying equipment, Zhao Xuanxuan wanted to show herself. She kept bargaining with the boss. In the end, the boss was so angry that he blushed and his neck was thick, and he sweared, saying, "You little girl, you're so fucking, you won't let me live."

After getting all this done, Qin Xingping was called out for dinner in the evening, and both sides decided on the approximate route they would take after departure.

Starting from Handan and entering Shanxi first, then take the National Highway to the Jinglan Expressway to Yinchuan, from Yinchuan to Danba County. Qin Xingping is familiar with the road conditions, so we are not worried about taking the wrong path with him.

At around 5 o'clock that afternoon, we thanked the beggar Liu and left for Danba County, Helan Mountain.

Before leaving, beggar Liu said to us, "It's better to be young. If I were young in my 20s, I might have left with you. Now I'm old. I read newspapers every day, begging for food, and have friends in the world.

Playing chess, that's it."

He rolled his head down the car window and clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Liu, see you again."

"Let's go," beggar Liu waved his hand.

Two days later

"Damn it, Yunfeng, look at those clouds!" Douyazai lay on the car window and shouted excitedly on the Yinchuan National Highway.

Our car was driving on the high-altitude national highway, and there was a spectacular scene of burning clouds appearing in the distance.

Qin Xingping drove the car. He looked at it and smiled, "What's this? I've seen a mirage. There are fishermen casting nets to fish in the sky. The scene is spectacular and weird."

"Tsk, I've seen it on the sea, what's there to blow," Douyazai curled his lips and said, "I've also rode whales!"

"Get out," I smiled and scolded him, "I'm just bragging."

At this time, he asked: "Old Qin, how long will it take to arrive?"

Qin Xingping glanced at the sky and said, "The road on the national highway is easy to walk now, but it is difficult to walk in. The front is Yongning County. I have a friend who works in a hotel in Yongning. Our car has to be refueled. At night

It’s better to stay with him and ask the locals for information about the Hute people.”

He looked out the car window and said, "The temperature difference here is very large at night, and it is not safe to set up a tent and camp. I will just follow your arrangements."

He nodded and said yes.

There is a special local delicacy called zhuan. zhuan is a Hui folk dish. The method is to put barley ears into a special small pocket, repeatedly beat them, remove impurities, put them in a large pot and stir-fry.

After frying, take it out and put it on the stone mill to grind, and finally grind it into green vermicelli food. Lao Qin's friend was named Wang, who was bald in his 50s and a little fat. He opened a farm in the county town, mainly grinding food.

In the small restaurant, Lao Wang and his wife are both local Hui people, two very enthusiastic people.

In order to help us welcome us in the evening, Lao Wang and his wife closed the store and made a table of delicious dishes, all of which were local specialties, such as stewed mutton, fried sautéed neck (that's what it may be called), kneading the swallow noodles, and soup.

Dumplings, etc.

After three rounds of wine, Lao Wang raised his glass and said, "The place is small and the hospitality is not good. Don't dislike it for old comrades."

Lao Qin also raised his wine glass and said, "We haven't seen each other for seven years. I won't talk about it anymore, I'm all in the wine."

My head and I raised our glasses, and then we drank them all in one go.

Lao Wang put down his cup and grabbed a peanut and said, "I heard that you are still buying antiques now. Have you made a fortune after working for so many years?"

Lao Qin smiled and said, "Did you make a fortune? I did make some money. In addition, old comrades, are there any legends on your Helan Mountain?"

"Legend?" Lao Wang held up the chopsticks and thought for a while, and said, "Yes, there are a lot of them. I really can't finish talking about them for three days and three nights. Which aspect do you want to hear?"
Chapter completed!