We entered Xiaozhongdian before it got dark, but the team didn't stop. Li Xiaochuan wanted to rush to Zhongdian overnight, which was also xgll County.
But when it got completely dark, we still didn't reach Shangri-La. It was too far away, so we probably had to set up a tent in the wild.
Li Xiaochuan pressed the brake and stopped.
"I have no choice but to find a place to sleep here. It's not easy to ride a bike at night."
Of course Han Qi agrees.
Zhang Shuhao didn't have the strength to speak.
He was exhausted today, and he also knew that he was the one who dragged them both down. Han Qi knew how to ride a bicycle, but after being taught by Li Xiaochuan for a day, he became a veteran of cycling after a day of riding, but he was still so bad.
However, Li Xiaochuan did not delve into this matter. It was normal for someone to fall behind in the cycling team. He walked around and found a small road.
"There should be a Tibetan house along this road, maybe the family we saw when we were riding past. Let's go over and have a look to see if we can set up a tent in their yard and borrow some water or electricity.
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If it wasn't for charging your phone, it wouldn't matter if you lived on the roadside.
The path was not very far, but the road condition was not suitable for cycling. So they pushed the car and walked for about ten minutes to a residence that was obviously Tibetan style.
There was an all-wooden house that looked very old, with dried cow dung and firewood piled outside, and six wind and horse flags hanging on the roof. Warm light was shining through the windows, indicating that there must be someone in the house.
"Tashi Delek!" Li Xiaochuan shouted as he walked, "Tashi Delek, where are you?"
Tashi Dele Han Qi knew what it meant, but he couldn't understand the following sentence.
Brother Chuan can also speak Tibetan? That’s amazing.
The light at the door of the house suddenly turned on, and an old woman opened the door and walked out with a smile on her face. Han Qi felt relieved after seeing her. After she came out, Li Xiaochuan said again: "Tashi Delek."
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The old lady also replied: "Tashi Delek"
Han Qi couldn't understand the rest of the conversation at all. His language learning ability was very poor, otherwise he wouldn't have learned English for so many years and could only understand a ABCD. English can only be learned by relying on the system, and even more so in Tibetan.
Needless to say.
If she hadn't chosen a career as a singer, Han Qi wouldn't even be able to speak Mandarin clearly.
Li Xiaochuan chatted with the old lady for a while, then greeted the two of them into the house: "Come on, let's go in and have a rest... Just leave the car outside, just put it against the wall. Don't worry, no one will take it here."
Everyone put the car where the firewood was piled and nervously followed Li Xiaochuan into the house.
The outside looks average, but the inside of the house is actually pretty good.
The ground is made of cement, and the walls are made of very primitive wood. After many trees of similar size were cut down, their branches were shaved off and built directly together. Han Qi didn't know what to do specifically, and he didn't study this.
, but it actually looks like it has a unique beauty.
The house was very dry. There was a fire in the living room. The old lady was busy doing something. A Chinese garden dog was lying under the fire. He raised his head when he heard the sound, but ignored the people at all and went back to sleep.
At this time, a little calf ran out of the room.
This is a calf about the same size as a dog. If you don't look at its appearance, the dog in the nest is more like a cow, and the cow that comes to lick Han Qi's palm is more like a puppy.
The old lady pointed to a bed opposite the table and said, "You guys can sit here for a while."
Naturally, Han Qi and Zhang Shuhao couldn't understand what she said, but they could understand her gestures. When they sat down, they bowed slightly and said thank you.
It doesn't look that scary. I think the old lady is quite nice.
It's not necessarily the living room here. It can only be said that it is a large area and is more suitable for receiving guests. There are not many rooms in the whole house. The living room is also where the old lady sleeps. The place where Han Qi and the others are sitting is a bed, and the fire is lit.
Opposite the table is another bed.
Not long after, the old lady came back.
Hot, tea-scented water was poured into a bamboo tube, and then Han Qi saw grandma scoop out a spoonful of salt and put a spoonful of butter into it.
Tea with butter and salt?
Difficult...could this be butter tea?
He had only heard that there was such a thing in Tibet, but he didn't know if what grandma was making was butter tea, so he asked Li Xiaochuan in a low voice.
"Is this butter tea?"
"Well, this is the most authentic. Have you ever drank it?"
"Never seen it before."
Han Qi stared at her movements. She was now using a piece of wood to slowly pound the tea in the bamboo tube. Han Qi could understand this step. It was just like how we usually drink fragrant milk tea. It is not finished until the water is poured in.
It must be stirred twice to fully combine the water and powder.
Grandma is doing the same steps now, trying to fully combine the butter and tea.
No, it shouldn’t be called butter, it should be called ghee.
However, these two things look similar and look exactly the same in appearance.
There are three cups on the table. The cups have a white base and a blue picture. The picture part is also very Tibetan style. After simply using a basket made of bamboo to filter the impurities of the butter tea in the bamboo tube, a classic Tibetan dish is made.
Flavored food was born.
Grandma held the teacup and handed it to Li Xiaochuan first.
"Come, drink tea."
"Tea boy."
"Drink tea."
Han Qi took it with both hands and said, "Thank you."
After taking a sip, Han Qi narrowed his eyes. How can I describe this taste... it's very strange.
Li Xiaochuan asked: "What's wrong? How do you feel?"
"it's wired."
Of course, the first thing you taste is the salty taste, followed by the taste of tea, oil, and milk. Among them, the taste of milk is very light, and it neutralizes the oily taste with the salty taste, so the mixed taste is
very strange.
Li Xiaochuan looked at the two of them with a smile and said: "Haha, mainlanders drink this for the first time. They must not be used to it. I remember when I first entered Tibet, my expression when drinking butter tea was similar to yours."
"Um."
Han Qi nodded and began to take a second sip under Zhang Shuhao's surprised gaze.
It's okay, let's not talk about the taste, it tastes very good.
I took another sip and found it fragrant.
But it was just a fragrance. There was no sweetness in this flavor with salt and oil added. Han Qi felt that she had been deceived by the taste mentioned on the Internet.
After tasting the tea, I felt grateful again.
dinner.
Han Qi still ate instant noodles. Before setting off today, Han Qi brought three barrels of instant noodles and two bags of them, and gave one to Zhang Shuhao. Li Xiaochuan ate bread, which he made himself.
Han Qi knew Li Xiaochuan's profession when he met him in Lijiang Old Town yesterday.
Although he looks old and has dark skin from riding for a long time, he is actually a pastry chef. After returning home to get married this time, he plans to open a dessert shop in his hometown.
