Chapter 200 Chapter 59: The Tibetan Guide

The market is on a small hill near the Brada Palace, and there are row upon row of small shops on both sides, written in some incomprehensible Tibetan, but looking at the goods placed at the door of the shop, you can still tell what they are selling of. Of course, due to regional restrictions, there are not many eye-catching things in the Tibetan market, nothing more than horn knives, riding whips, roast lamb, dried yaks, and various tourist souvenirs hung on bamboo poles.But fortunately, these things are all exquisitely made and brightly colored, so it is worth buying a few pieces. The enthusiastic boss will also present khata to the generous guests to express his most sincere thanks.

Liu Dashao and his party didn't go for a long time, so they found a noodle shop and sat down. Fan Debiao said that the small knife noodles in this noodle shop are a unique skill here. The master uses a knife to pinch it into the hot pot. It is not only lubricated, but also chewy, which is definitely not something that can be made by the machines in the factory.Another point is that the soup in this pot is all boiled with beef bones, which is quite delicious and nutritious.When the noodles are ready, put them in a large sea bowl, pour some miso soup, sprinkle some vegetables, and add a few chopsticks to roast the meat. It really hurts the tongue after eating.

After being seduced by Fan Debiao, the gluttons in everyone's stomachs were eager to move.At the moment, they each found a table and chairs, and sat in a group cheerfully. The temperature in Tibet is very cold. In this season, the normal temperature outside can almost drop to more than 20 degrees below zero. Often, as soon as you urinate, the scum will freeze halfway through.At this moment, the hot air exhaled by everyone had already condensed into small water droplets, which were covered with a white haze, covering their sight. There are a lot of people in the noodle shop who take care of business. In order to avoid the hunger of the diners, the shop assistant specially holds a thermos bottle and pours a cup of hot buttered tea for those who have not eaten noodles. In this weather, such a hot drink is only placed on the hand , I feel warmer, rolling down my throat, there is an endless mellow fragrance.

Fan Debiao drank two cups in one breath, while Yang Weidong and Cabbage worms took small sips, puffing from time to time, but Young Master Liu put it down after taking a sip, frowning, it seems I'm not used to it. "What the hell is this? Milk is not milk, green tea is not green tea, yawn, why did you put salt..." First Young Master Liu sneezed, and the muscles on his cheeks were pulled tightly. The waiter was not far away, and after hearing what he said, his smiling face immediately darkened.Fortunately, Fan Debiao saw the opportunity quickly, made a mistake, and coaxed him away.

"Young Master, didn't I tell you on the plane? Pay attention to Tibetan customs and etiquette." Fan Debiao lowered his voice and quietly pushed Young Master Liu's arm. "You...you didn't say what it tasted like. I thought it was green tea, but after you tasted it, it tasted strange, sweet or not, bitter or not, salty or not..." Liu Da Shao said with a bitter face. "When you get here, since you have already taken a sip, you must finish it all, otherwise people will think that you do not respect them." "I still have to finish it?" First Young Master Liu's eyes darkened. He really didn't like this kind of sticky, yellow liquid.

"Finish!" Seeing that Liu Dashao was drinking a little reluctantly, Jia Zhuangyuan demonstrated it, and then explained slowly, but it turned out that because Kangzang belongs to the alpine region, with an altitude of more than three or four kilometers, tsampa, milk, ghee, beef and mutton It is the staple food of Tibetans.In the alpine region, you need to consume fat with high calorie content, but there are no vegetables, and tsampa is hot and dry. Excessive fat is not easy to decompose in the human body, but tea can not only decompose fat, but also prevent dryness and heat. In the process, the plateau living habit of drinking butter tea was created.

Butter tea is made by boiling brick tea with water, adding ghee (butter extracted from yak milk), putting it into a slender wooden barrel, and stirring it vigorously with a stirrer to make it into an emulsion.Another way is to put ghee and tea into a leather bag, tie the bag tightly, and beat it hard with a wooden stick.Therefore, the configuration of butter tea is called "beating" butter tea.It is a very laborious job for a hostess to entertain guests. The reason why Tibetans prefer butter tea rather than brick tea is because brick tea contains a lot of acid, which stimulates gastrointestinal peristalsis and speeds up digestion. Drinking it alone makes you hungry, so you must add butter or milk. If conditions are good, you can also add it. Stir it with fruits like melon seeds. In this way, even if the head of the family goes out to herd horses, as long as he has a drink before leaving, he will not feel cold and hungry on the way.

After hearing Jia Zhuangyuan's detailed explanation, First Young Master Liu finally gritted his teeth and drank the cup of sticky substance with an understanding heart, but during the whole process, his frown never let go. "Here comes the noodles, authentic Tibetan wild yak beef noodles." After a while, the shop waiter finally delivered the five large bowls. Unexpectedly, this Tibetan boy could speak Mandarin. Although his articulation was not clear, he could still hear everything. perhaps. He lowered his head and looked at the table. Although the patterns and colors on this side were commonplace, just smelling the smell made people intoxicated.

"Little brother, how much is it?" Fan Debiao said with a smile as he pounded his chopsticks on the table. "Five bowls of noodles, a total of five yuan. The buttered tea just now is for the guests, not counting money." The waiter said honestly. Turning over the bowl with chopsticks, First Young Master Liu was ashamed. This big bowl is worth the weight of the four bowls of beef noodles he ate in Hong Kong. Moreover, the noodles look good. The most commendable thing is, The yak meat alone takes up less than half of the bowl. It would be unthinkable to put it in other places. It is really high-quality and cheap.

"Not bad, not bad!" Thinking of this, he nodded repeatedly. "Guests from afar, eat well. If you want any side dishes after eating, please call me! We still have a lot of dim sum dishes that are served with noodles." The waiter said. "Oh, there are side dishes?" Fan Debiao's eyes lit up. "Mm, um, yes," the waiter in the shop responded, "There are dried pistachios, kebabs, glutinous rice cakes, etc." "Okay, you take this money, if you have more, you can bring us some snacks, more mutton skewers, haha, you don't need to look for the rest." Fan Debiao generously took out a piece of one hundred yuan The green note was placed on the table.

Now, one hundred yuan is really nothing, but at that time, it was really not a small amount.And it is still in a remote area, this amount is enough for a Tibetan family of three to live for several months, and it is still a well-off life. The waiter took it and was really dumbfounded.He didn't dare to take it for a while, and Fan Debiao forced him to accept it. If you say that the Tibetans are kind, after a while, several large bowls of snacks were delivered, and the owner even moved the rack of kebabs in front of everyone. , Roast ready-made fresh mutton for everyone. Big bowl of noodles, big chunks of meat, and non-spicy highland barley wine, now Young Master Liu doesn't frown anymore, he just eats with Yang Weidong, cabbage caterpillar and others, and Fan Debiao eats his mouth full The oil was flowing until the mutton skewers couldn't be filled in my stomach. Then I wiped my mouth, lit a cigarette with the shopkeeper, and started bragging. At this time, Fan Debiao's cell phone rang, and when he answered it, it turned out that the guide he had found here in advance had cleaned up. Fan Debiao saw that everyone was still interested and wanted to go around the market, so he simply asked the guide to come directly to this noodle shop to talk to him. They meet up and introduce each other to avoid embarrassment in the future. After about a quarter of an hour, the guide came with a playful smile on his face. This guy was wearing an animal fur coat and had a dark complexion, but his eyes were extremely cunning, and from time to time when he was talking, he showed a glimmer of light. "Bosses, the younger one is called Bator, a native of Tibet, if you don't understand anything on the road, feel free to ask me, you're welcome, hehe." The guide took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick cage, wiped them on his sleeves, After receiving a bowl of noodles from the owner, he devoured it. "Young master, look, this young man is very capable and energetic, right?" Fan Debiao seemed very satisfied with this Barto. "Not bad, little brother, what did you do before?" First Young Master Liu took a bite of the mutton skewers and asked intentionally or unintentionally. "It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning. I did a few businesses in the past and lost money. Traveling is popular these days. Thanks to my good eloquence, I can make a living." Barto said: "But I hope I'm not bragging, if you talk about Tibet, there's no place I'm not familiar with, and it's definitely convenient and worry-free for the bosses to invite me." "Oh, that's it! This time we have to trouble brother, come, eat a skewer!" Young Master Liu took a mutton skewer from the charcoal fire and handed it over. "Thank you, boss." Barto took it flatteringly, but he didn't see that the moment he spread his palms, the eyes of First Young Master Liu and Jia Zhuangyuan narrowed at the same time. Seemingly aware of each other's reaction, First Young Master Liu and Jia Zhuangyuan turned their heads and smiled at each other. "Brother Bator hasn't eaten this morning, have you? Come on, eat more, anyway, we ordered a lot, so it's a waste if we can't finish it." First Young Master Liu handed over the grilled mutton skewers on the table to Bator's. in front of you. "Boss, you are too polite." Barton felt embarrassed. "Hehe, it's all right." First Young Master Liu shook his hand, and then patted Fan Debiao's shoulder: "Fatty, let's go. I'm full after eating. Come with me for a stroll in front." "Okay!" Fan Debiao didn't see anything unusual, but thought that Young Master Liu really wanted to go for a stroll, so he put down the food in his hand, greeted everyone, and took First Young Master Liu there. The two walked forward along the aisle, about 50 meters away, and Young Master Liu grabbed Fan Debiao. "Don't you want to go for a walk? Why don't you go." Fan Debiao turned his head in surprise: "Go a little further, and there is a souvenir shop. I'll take you there. This shop has a good reputation." First Young Master Liu didn't speak, he lit a cigarette, his brows tightened. "Young master, what's the matter?" "From just now, I feel that you are a bit weird." Fan Debiao was stunned. Young Master Liu didn't answer him, but just tilted his chin: "Debiao, is that guide reliable?" "Why did you suddenly ask this question?" Fan Debiao was a little puzzled. "Just say, reliable or unreliable!" Fan Debiao was silent for a while, then nodded: "It should be reliable!" "Then what happened to his hand?" "Hands... aren't hands just hands? They've become claws." Fan Debiao was surrounded by Young Master Liu, but he couldn't find the north. "Stupid" Young Master Liu blew out a smoke ring: "The second joint of the index finger of that Tibetan's right hand and the outside of the thumb have a thick layer of calluses." "Calluses? What happened to calluses?" "Calluses are nothing, but appearing in these two places at the same time can only explain one problem." Young Master Liu said lightly. "What's the problem, you should explain it clearly!" Fan Debiao was almost scolding his mother in a hurry. He found out why Young Master Liu had learned such a weird temper from that old man Jia. "You should take a look at Yang Weidong, and you will find that the location of the calluses on his hands is exactly the same as that of Bator. Mr. Jia has also discovered this." "You mean?" Fan derbiao stared. "He has played with guns before, and he is still a veteran." First Young Master Liu threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his shoes. "Do you think a vagrant would have access to a military assault rifle?" "This..." Fan Debiao's face turned pale: "Perhaps the people in Tibet are tough, and they play a lot of shotguns and the like. That may not be the case. Anyway, there is no gun control in this place. How many guns do young people have?" , it can be done completely. Besides, don’t you think this young man is very kind? Have you thought too much about it?” First Young Master Liu nodded: "I hope!" "But our operation this time is a secret, and you understand the rest, I hope you don't get into trouble, and you should also pay attention, don't let the money leak out! After so many years of learning from the big grasshopper, have you learned it in your ass?" Patting Fan Debiao on the chest, Young Master Liu went back on his own. Fan Debiao was stunned for a while, shook his head, smiled wryly, and followed.