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It was already evening when we arrived in LJ City, and it was a bit cold on the plateau.Fu Yuheng and Wen Ruomin dragged their suitcases and quickly found the car at the inn. LJ city is very small, there is no night scene to see, and it is already dinner time, the sky is so dark that even the snow-capped mountains can't be seen clearly.

Wen Ruomin asked a friend to book the inn, and the name of the inn is "Meet Yourself".The boss is a girl who is about the same age as them, taller than Fu Yuheng, but not as tall as Wen Ruomin.The boss is also from N City. His pen name is Mo Chen. He was originally a freelance illustrator.When I went to S Town in LJ City to collect folk songs a few years ago, I was attracted by the quiet and simple environment here.So he spent all his savings to buy a small inn in S Town, and he has lived here ever since.There are no waiters in the inn, except for Mo Chen, there is also a tall, thin girl with short hair.Mo Chen called her Xiao Ruo, and said she was her younger sister, who was about in her early 20s.Xiao Ruo has a round face, and her slender eyes are big even when they are round. She is very humble and easy-going, and she smiles all day long. When she sees Wen Ruomin and Fu Yuheng, she sweetly calls her sister.

Mo Chen's inn is not big, excluding the room he lives in, there are only 8 rooms in total.This inn is one of the few inns in S town that has suites. What Wen Ruomin wanted was the only suite, which happened to have two rooms.After paying a week's room rate in advance, they plan to stay in S Town for a week first, then go northwest into the mountains, and finally go to the Tibetan area.

Province Y is located on a plateau, with an altitude of more than 2000, it is very easy for people who have lived in City N at an altitude of more than 100 for many years to have high reactions.Fu Yuheng was fine, just a little short of breath, but Wen Ruomin, a healthy baby who had never been sick for many years, had a headache and chest tightness.As soon as I entered the hotel, I fell asleep on the bed, and Fu Yuheng packed the luggage.

In the evening, the enthusiastic boss said that he would treat guests to dinner, so he set up a dining table in the yard of the inn.Mo Chen made some local specialties by himself, and Xiao Ruo went upstairs to ask them to eat.Fu Yuheng knocked on Wen Ruomin's door, but got no response for a long time. He pushed the door open and went in. Wen Ruomin was still curled up on the bed, unconscious.Fu Yuheng touched Wen Ruomin's forehead, but luckily, it wasn't hot, so he reached out to push her.After pushing for a long time, I finally woke her up, but she was awake, her eyelids were drooping, and she was not energetic.Fu Yuheng helped her get clothes for her to change, and walked out of the living room to wait for her.

When Fu Yuheng supported the sickly Wen Ruomin and appeared in the yard, Mo Chen handed him a cup of tea with a smile and said, "Drink this cup of tea first, eat something later, just take it easy. He turned to Fu Yuheng and asked, "Your friend doesn't have a fever, does he?"

Fu Yuheng said no.Mo Chen nodded, "Then don't worry, drink a cup of this tea after dinner, go to bed early tonight, and you'll be fine tomorrow. This is a normal reaction of your friend, and many people who come to the plateau for the first time will Like this. There are often tourists holding oxygen to inhale, and they can’t travel well at all after inhaling for a few days. You two are pretty good.”

With a pale face, Wen Ruomin said "Yes", and was supported by Fu Yuheng to sit beside Mo Chen.Wen Ruomin didn't have much appetite, so she glanced at tonight's soup, the greasy chicken soup, and frowned, she didn't even want to eat it.

The boss used a soup ladle to remove a layer of oil on the surface, scooped a bowl of soup from the bottom of the pot, and handed it to Wen Ruomin, saying: "This pot is a very famous dish here, called ham and chicken. It doesn't look very good, but drink it." It tastes more delicious than ordinary chicken soup, would you like to have a sip?"

The chicken soup was already oily, and a few slices of ham were added to cook it together. There was a layer of oil floating on the surface of the thick soup, which made Wen Ruomin's stomach sour.

Wen Ruomin frowned, glanced at the boss's harmless face, then at the bowl of soup, drink?Still don't drink?It smells greasy!Hey, he took the bowl resentfully, and took a sip cautiously.Huh?It turned out to be sweet?Unexpectedly, the soup base of this chicken soup looks very thick, and there is a hint of sweetness in the thick umami taste, Wen Ruomin couldn't help but take a few more sips.After I started eating, the pain in my head seemed to be less uncomfortable.

"Is it good?" The boss's deep voice came from next to my ear.

"Well, it's delicious, thank you. But this soup..." Wen Ruomin held the bowl and drank it to the end, and when he put down the bowl, he still gave the boss a grateful look.

"You want to ask, why does this soup look so thick but taste so sweet?"

"Ah."

"Hehe, look." The boss took the soup ladle to the bottom of the pot, and pulled out a ladle of various wild mushrooms. "These are local wild mushrooms, which can remove the greasyness in the soup and increase the freshness and sweetness of the soup, so it tastes sweet even though there is no sugar in it, and these miscellaneous bacteria just make the chicken and ham oily. It's sucked, so it's not very greasy to drink."

The host and guest enjoyed the meal, although Fu Yuheng and Wen Ruomin didn't eat much, but at least they recovered, and Gao Fan seemed to be getting rid of his weak body little by little.

Mo Chen heard that Fu Yuheng and Wen Ruomin came to LJ city to pick up the scenery this time, and it happened that it was the off-season for tourism, not to mention the small ancient city of S town, and even the ancient city of LJ had no tourists, so he volunteered to take them in LJ city walk around.

Fu Yuheng and Wen Ruomin were naturally very happy.There just happened to be no guests in the inn these days, and there was no reservation for staying in the inn.Mo Chen simply closed the door and asked Xiao Ruo to go to the parking lot to drive the car over. The three women carried their respective easels, picture books and SLR cameras. Mo Chen also specially told everyone to bring jackets.Xiao Ruo hit the accelerator, and the black off-road vehicle roared towards the direction of the snow-capped mountains.

The secondary road leading to the snow mountain is very clean, and the air is so fresh that you can smell the dirt.The sky is azure blue, and the white clouds spread out like cotton candy, as if you can touch them with your hands.At the foot of the snow-capped mountains, there are many villages of ethnic minorities. At a three-way intersection, Xiao Ruo directed the car to the uphill road on the left.A striking archway was built at the intersection, with three big characters of "Sheba Village" written in gold.

"Where is this?" Fu Yuheng poked the back of Mo Chen's chair and asked.

"This is the nearest village to the snow-capped mountains in this area, called Xueba Village. The whole village is built on the mountain. After we enter the village, you will be able to see the snow-capped mountains clearly. This village is a village of the Naxi people. , the houses in the village are very traditional ethnic minority style. Don’t you just need the materials of ethnic minorities? There is a private Naxi Museum in this village, which is usually closed to the public. I know the owner of the museum, and he happens to be there , I can give you a tour today. The snow mountain is more than 5 kilometers above sea level, you are newcomers, it is better to get used to it for a few days before going up.”

The Naxi Museum that Mo Chen mentioned was being built on the side of the road. Xiao Ruo had already passed by with them just now, and Fu Yuheng recognized its unique wooden appearance at a glance.Mo Chen said that the village was built on the hillside, and the residents in the village were scattered, so he asked Xiao Ruo to walk around the village road first, and then went back to the museum.The dwellings here are also of brick and tile structure, and the walls and foundation stones are basically built of bricks and stones.Looking around, most of the high and low buildings are bungalows, and there are also two-story buildings.Every household is separated by a wall made of crushed stones, and there is a single family. Even the junction with the village road is also separated by a wall.

Fu Yuheng remembered what Meng Fan had said about her hometown in the countryside, so he took a few photos and sent them to Miss Meng, "Miss Meng, does your house have such a beautiful yard?"

Meng Fan, who was holding back the proposal, suddenly felt his pocket tremble. He took out his mobile phone and saw Fu Yuheng's photo and message. The corner of his mouth raised a smile, and he replied with a message: "The yard in our house is comparable to Fu Yuheng's. The one in the photo is much prettier. However, no matter how beautiful the yard is, it is not as beautiful as your wife. Can you show your wife's face next time? Well, it is best to show your whole body..."

Fu Yuheng put away his phone and turned his face out of the window.Wen Ruomin hooked her shoulders from behind and joked, "You laugh so badly, Miss Meng is molesting you again?" Fu Yuheng turned to stare at her, with an uncontrollable smile still on the corner of his mouth.

The bike parked in the courtyard of the museum, and Mo Chen got out of the car to greet the owner of the courtyard.

"Brother Han, I'm here again."

"Hehe, Mo Chen, you haven't been here for a long time, why are you interested in coming to see me in the mountains today?"

Mo Chen stuck out his tongue playfully and made a grimace, "Why, I came here last month. Today, two friends from my hometown happened to come out to collect folk songs, and I said Brother Han has beautiful scenery and good air, the most important thing It’s still Brother Han’s enthusiasm, so I thought of coming here immediately.”

"Hey, you learned this mouth from Xiao Ruo that girl, talking is sweeter than drinking honey."

Mo Chen pursed his lips, pulled Wen Ruomin with one hand, and Fu Yuheng with the other and pushed him in front of him, "Brother Han, this is Miss Wen, and this is Miss Fu, they are considered traveling with me."

Wen Ruomin and Fu Yuheng greeted Brother Han, Xiao Ruo had already parked the car, ran over bouncingly and hugged Brother Han's arm and called "Brother", causing Brother Han to pat her head dotingly , his face was flushed.

"Okay, okay, let's all go into the house and drink tea and say, the temperature on the mountain is low, don't freeze."

Brother Han is an outspoken Shandong man, in his early forties, who runs a studio in Shandong.Similar to Mo Chen's experience, Brother Han also came to LJ City more than ten years ago to shoot scenes and fell in love with it.At that time, Sheba Village was still very poor. Since then, Brother Han has sponsored some poor children in Sheba Village to go to school all the year round.Later, the villagers appreciated his kindness, and under the leadership of the village chief, Han Ge was settled in the village, and he was given a piece of land and an old house that no one lived in.Brother Han believed that many excellent cultures of ethnic minorities should be passed on, so he donated money to build this museum.

Although the museum occupies only the size of a wooden house, the content displayed inside is very rich, from texts to folk customs, from clothing to folk houses, from food to handicrafts, and there are all kinds of legends about this nation. , as well as the geography of the region, are exhibited in their respective regions by category.It can be seen that Brother Han has put a lot of thought into collecting these scattered folk materials.

Fu Yuheng took a lot of photos, and chatted a lot about the customs and customs with Brother Han and Mo Chen.Brother Han is like an encyclopedia here, he knows everything, and he can talk endlessly, which has benefited Fu Yuheng and Wen Ruomin a lot.In the sunny courtyard in the afternoon, Mo Chen and Wen Ruomin set up their easels, and found the best angle facing the snow-capped mountains to paint for an afternoon.Fu Yuheng put the SLR on his back, and accompanied by Brother Han, he went for a walk in the village to take pictures.The villagers of Sherpa are very simple, and the buildings are also very simple.Fu Yuheng went to the southwestern part of Province S to collect folk songs in his early years. It belongs to the border between China and Thailand, and it is also an ethnic minority area. The architectural style there is much more magnificent than Sheba Village.But Fu Yuheng prefers this kind of simple beauty.

Several people were doing their own things, and the whole day passed quickly.Brother Han enthusiastically kept everyone for dinner. Before the meal, Xiao Ruo took Mo Chen out. The two of them said something outside the door, and there seemed to be a low-pitched argument.After they came back, the relationship between the two became very delicate, and they didn't talk when eating, let alone make any eye contact.On the way back, Xiao Ruo drove the car without saying a word, completely different from her lively and lovely appearance during the day.

"Xiao Ruo, what's wrong?" Wen Ruomin asked Mo Chen inexplicably as he saw the off-road vehicle passing by with a gust of wind.

Mo Chen rubbed his forehead and said expressionlessly: "Who knows. Maybe it's my aunt visiting." He opened the door and walked into the inn.

The next morning, when Wen Ruomin rubbed his sleepy eyes and opened the door to get the towels hanging at the end of the corridor, he almost bumped into someone head-on.

"Morning Sister Wen!" A sweet voice wafted in my ears, and I looked up, hey, isn't this Xiao Ruo?I saw her walking back to her room with a happy face.Look at the direction she came out again, huh?It looked like Mo Chen's room.Uh, it looks like she was wearing pajamas just now?A chicken coop with a head on it?Is this the rhythm of just waking up?Ahhh... Ms. Wen is a little excited. Isn't it too exciting to encounter such a beautiful thing early in the morning?

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