Yang Jing didn't know how much he drank at noon. When he woke up, it was already dawn the next day.
Fortunately, although he was blacking out from drinking, his head didn't hurt after he sobered up. These highland barley wines are all real grain wines. Although the taste is not as good as Maotai, Wuliangye and Luzhou Laojiao, it has a different flavor. In addition, there was a generous Tibetan man who kept toasting him, so Yang Jing kept drinking and got himself drunk.
Hearing the sound of Yang Jing getting up, the oil lamp in the outer room lit up, and soon, Tashi Tsering came in with an oil lamp in one hand and a bowl of steaming oil tea in the other. In this era, there was no electricity in this remote mountainous area.
"Have some oil-pastry tea to fill your stomach. You were so drunk at noon yesterday that you didn't know what was going on. I couldn't wake you up even when I called you for dinner. Now that you're sober, you must be hungry. Have some oil-pastry tea to fill your stomach."
Yang Jing shook his still dizzy head, quickly got off the bed, took the bowl of steaming hot oil tea with both hands, and said, "Thank you very much for your hospitality, but I'm also sorry for being so drunk and being rude."
The old man smiled slightly when he heard this. "It's okay. In fact, we would be unhappy if you didn't drink enough. As men of our Tibetan family, if we can't accompany our distinguished guests well, it would be our own fault."
Yang Jing smiled bitterly and said, "That's good. You have completed the task, but I am uncomfortable." As he said that, Yang Jing took a sip of the butter tea. The fragrance in his mouth immediately refreshed Yang Jing, "It tastes good! It tastes really good!"
Perhaps he was really hungry, Yang Jing didn't care about the burn on his tongue and drank the whole bowl of butter tea in no time. He immediately felt warm in his chest and abdomen, and the dizziness in his head disappeared.
"Would you like another bowl?" The old man looked at Yang Jing with joy.
Yang Jing shook his head and said, "Thank you, this bowl is great."
Yang Jing raised his hand to look at his watch and found that it was almost eight o'clock in the morning. However, there was a time difference between here and Yanjing, so the sky was only dim at this time.
Yang Jing found Austin standing outside the door, so he waved at him. After Austin came in, Yang Jing asked, "Are all our people awake?"
Austin replied: "The old man arranged it very well yesterday. We all lived in these houses. Now they have woken up."
The two people communicated in English, which the old man could not understand, but Yang Jing quickly said: "Old man, thank you very much for your hospitality yesterday. Now that we are all awake, it is time for us to go into the mountains to complete our mission."
The old man said, "Then have breakfast before you leave. Also..." As he spoke, he took out a large stack of Franklins and stuffed them into Yang Jing's pocket. "I can't accept this money. You are our guests when you come here. How can a host collect money from guests?"
Yang Jing smiled and waved his hand, pushed the money back and said, "Old man, take this money first, don't think it's too little. To tell you the truth, we went into the mountains this time to survey a jade mine not far from here. If the survey is successful, the mine will be mined this summer at the latest. And you are the closest residential area to the jade mine, so take this money and see if you can open a restaurant here, so that our workers can have a hot meal here. This money is for you to do this."
Nowadays, even if you open a small restaurant in a big city, it only costs a few thousand dollars. Two thousand dollars, even if you exchange it at the official exchange rate, can be exchanged for more than seven thousand dollars. If you exchange it from an unofficial place, I dare not say twenty thousand, but fifteen thousand is definitely a certainty.
Tashi Tsering obviously understood the situation. "This won't work. Even if we open a restaurant, this is too much money."
"Just take it if I tell you to. At most you can treat me to a good meal next time I come back, right?"
The old man then stopped insisting on paying back the money, but he still asked, "Are you really planning to develop a jade mine here?"
"Well, it's about right. Besides, the jade mine is not very far from here."
"Well, if the jade mine is really opened, can the men here go in and work as workers?"
"Haha, don't worry about that. As long as they don't mind the hard work and are willing to do the job, I guarantee that they can go into the mountains to work as workers, and their wages will not be low."
When the old man heard this, he rubbed his hands happily, and then he said as if he remembered something: "Why don't you go into the mountains today and let my son Tenzin Tsering go with you. We have horses and yaks at home, and you can let these animals carry your luggage. And Tenzin is more familiar with the situation in the mountains. With him as a guide, you will save a lot of trouble."
Yang Jing had also seen the Danzeng Tsering that the old man was talking about when they were drinking yesterday. He knew that he was a very honest Tibetan man in his forties, so he thought about it and nodded in agreement.
This time when we go into the mountains, we should indeed recruit a local Tibetan to be our guide. Although the area he has chosen is only about seven or eight kilometers away from here, this is in a mountainous area, and in the Kunlun Mountains at that. To really walk the seven or eight kilometers in a straight line, it would take at least fifteen kilometers or even twenty kilometers. Having a Tibetan who is familiar with the local mountain conditions to lead the way is obviously a good thing.
Of course, the happy old man did not let Yang Jing and his friends leave just like that. Yang Jing and his friends spent more than half an hour eating a breakfast of tsampa and butter tea before saying goodbye to the wise old man and other Tibetans. Then, under the leadership of the old man’s son, Tenzin Tsering, they began their hiking journey into the mountains.
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