At lunch at the dry goods store, Lao Gan’s youngest daughter with glasses is called Gan Xuan. She works at a local Yinchuan magazine. She has just graduated and has not yet become a full-time employee. Gan Xuan is dedicated to proving her ability, so she can overcome difficulties and interview the leader of the Hute people.
, with this performance, she will be able to transfer into the system and become a staff member later this year.
"Why did Young Geographers come to Yinchuan without saying hello? Where is your interview vehicle?" Gan Xuan stopped her chopsticks and asked me.
I was prepared for this question, so I lied and said: "Our journal has been short of manpower recently, and the agency wants to publish a series of journals centered on ancient Xixia."
She frowned, "This involves the history major. You can go to the Xixia history researchers at the Ningxia Museum. Those people are all from majors. What can I do with a college student who graduated from the journalism department?"
I nodded and said, "Reporter Gan, you are right, of course we need to find it, but the main audience we are targeting for this series are teenagers, and the interesting and legendary nature of the story is what we value most. I heard that Reporter Gan once went deep into the desert to conduct interviews.
The leader of the Guohute people, as a colleague in the industry, I wonder if I can give you some advice. Of course, you will be signed in the journal."
As soon as she heard "signature", it could be seen from her expression that reporter Gan was moved. The size and popularity of National Geographic were still attractive to her, not to mention the right to sign the journal.
She didn't ask to see my ID, so she stood up and nodded with a smile: "I did collect some information. How about we make an appointment in the afternoon at Xiaozhu Cafe?"
I nodded and said yes, I asked for it.
The Xiaozhu Cafe was very famous at the time. The locals were not used to drinking coffee. The people who came here to consume coffee were the capable petty bourgeoisie. Starbucks only opened its seventh branch this year, which was far from covering small places like Yinchuan.
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"Add sugar, milk or creamer??" Reporter Gan asked Dou Sprout and I when we arrived at the coffee shop.
I had never drank coffee before, so I wanted to show off, so I said, "No, I usually drink the original flavor."
Douyazai also followed my example, "I'm the same, let's have a cup of original coffee."
Reporter Gan nodded and asked the waiter to take his order.
The original coffee I drank at that time was really bitter, like some imported espresso. It was as bitter as his grandma’s. It was even more bitter than drinking herbal medicine. What was even worse was that I didn’t add any sugar.
The bean sprout boy picked it up and took a sip and then put it down. Seeing that the bean sprout boy looked ugly, reporter Gan asked confusedly what's wrong?
Douya held back and said, the coffee is good and tastes authentic.
When they started talking about business, Gan took out an envelope from her bag. She opened it and found that it was filled with photos.
The person in the photo is dressed strangely, with a mix of turf and animal skin clothing, with white paint on his face, and is avoiding the camera.
I flipped through two pages and asked, "This is the Hute tribe living in the desert? Where was this film taken?"
She said: "Yes, the people in the photos are the Hute people. I took this set of photos last year in the desert. The Hute people have no fixed residence. Every time a sandstorm strikes, the Hute people will go deep into the desert."
They moved from place to place, and we were about to give up when we ran out of water. It was just luck to find them."
Douyazai pretended to stir the coffee and said, "If we want to invite you this time, please lead us to find the Hute tribe."
"Please me?"
Reporter Gan smiled and said: "It's usually possible, but not now. I just took over the interview task of the Helan Mountain Breeding Base, and I don't have time to accompany you on a desert adventure. To be honest, even if you invite me, it won't have much effect. I'll give you a few
There is a recommended person, you go and see him."
After saying that, she asked the waiter for pen and paper, and wrote an address, "Yixi Camel Team, Shangguan Min."
"You go find this man named Shang. There are experienced old guides in his camel team," reporter Gan said with a smile. "If I finish my newspaper work before you set off, maybe we can set off together."
