My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 20 The Taste of Butter Tea
I entered Xiaozhongdian before it was dark, but the team didn't stop. Li Xiaochuan wanted to go to Zhongdian overnight, which is also XGLL County.

But I didn't drive to Shangri-La until it was completely dark. It was too far away, so I guess I had to set up a tent in the wild.

Li Xiaochuan pressed the brake and stopped.

"There's no other way. I have to find a place to sleep here. It's not easy to ride a bike at night."

Of course Han Qi agreed.

Zhang Shuhao didn't have the energy to speak.

He was exhausted today, and he also knew that he was dragging the two of them down. Han Qi knew how to ride a bicycle. He was taught by Li Xiaochuan for a day, and after a day of riding, he seemed to be a veteran rider, but he was still good at it.

However, Li Xiaochuan did not delve into this matter. It is normal for some people in the riding team to fall behind.He wandered around here and found a path.

"Going down this kind of road should be a Tibetan house. It may be the family we saw when we passed by just now. Let's go and see if we can set up a tent in their yard and borrow some water or electricity. "

If it weren't for charging your phone, it wouldn't matter if you lived on the side of the road.

This path is not very far, but the road condition is very poor and not suitable for cycling.So they pushed the cart and walked for about 10 minutes to an apparently Tibetan-style dwelling.

An old-looking all-wooden house, with dried cow dung and firewood piled outside, and six wind-horse flags on the roof.The warm light is coming out of the window, indicating that there should be someone in the house.

"Tashi Dele!" Li Xiaochuan shouted as he walked, "Tashi Dele, what's wrong?"

Tashi Dele Han Qi knew what it meant, but he couldn't understand the latter sentence.

Brother Chuan can also speak Tibetan?Great.

The light at the door of the house suddenly came on, and an old lady opened the door and came out with a smile on her face. Han Qi felt relieved when she saw it, and after she came out, Li Xiaochuan said again: "Tashi Dele. "

The grandmother also replied: "Tashi Dele"

Han Qi couldn't understand the following conversation at all. His language learning ability was very poor, otherwise he wouldn't have learned English for so many years and only knew ABCD.English has to be learned through the system, let alone Tibetan.

If he hadn't chosen a career as a singer, Han Qi wouldn't even be able to speak Mandarin clearly.

Li Xiaochuan chatted with the grandma for a while, and beckoned them to enter the house: "Come on, let's go in and have a rest... the car, just leave the car outside, just put it against the wall, don't worry, no one will take it here."

Everyone put the car on the firewood pile, and followed Li Xiaochuan into the house nervously.

It looks average from the outside, but the inside of the house is actually fine.

The ground is made of cement, and the walls are made of very primitive wood, that is, after many trees of similar size were cut down, the branches were shaved and directly built together.Han Qi didn't know how to do it, and he didn't study it, but it seemed to have a unique sense of beauty.

The inside of the house was very dry. There was a fire in the living room. The old lady was busy with something. A Chinese pastoral dog was lying under the fire. Hearing the sound, he looked up, but he ignored the people and buried his head in sleep again.

At this time, a calf ran out of the room.

This is a calf about the size of a dog. If you don't look at his appearance, the nested dog is more like a cow, and the cow that came to lick Han Qi's palm is more like a puppy.

The old woman pointed to a bed across the table and said, "Sit here for a while."

Han Qi and Zhang Shuhao naturally couldn't understand what she said, but they could understand the gestures, and they bowed slightly and kept saying thank you when they were sitting.

It doesn't look so scary, I feel that the old lady is quite nice.

The living room here is actually not all. It can only be said that the large area is more suitable for receiving guests. There are not many rooms in the whole house, and the living room is also the place where the grandmother sleeps.Han Qi and the others sat on a bed, and opposite the table where the fire was lit was another bed.

Not long after, the grandma came back.

The hot, tea-scented water was poured into a bamboo tube, and then Han Qi saw grandma put a spoonful of salt and 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 grandma was making 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?"

"I've never seen it before."

Han Qi stared at her movements. Now she is slowly pounding the tea in the bamboo tube with a piece of wood. Han Qi can understand this step, just like we usually drink Xiangpiaopiao milk tea. It must be stirred twice to fully integrate the water and powder.

Grandma is doing the same steps now, wanting to fully blend the butter and tea.

No, it should not be called butter, it should be called ghee.

But these two things look alike, and they look exactly the same in appearance.

There are three cups on the table. The cups have a white bottom and a blue picture, and the part of the picture is also very Tibetan.After simply using a basket made of bamboo to filter the impurities of the butter tea in the bamboo tube, a classic Tibetan delicacy is born.

Grandma held the teacup and handed it to Li Xiaochuan first.

"Come on, have some 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 say this taste...it's strange.

Li Xiaochuan asked: "What's the matter, how do you feel?"

"it's wired."

The first taste is of course salty, and then the taste of tea, oil, and milk.Among them, the taste of milk is very light, and the salty taste neutralizes the oily taste, so the mixed taste is very strange.

Li Xiaochuan looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "Haha, this is the first time people in the mainland drink this, and they must not be used to it. I remember when I first entered Tibet, I had the same expression as you when I drank buttered tea."

"Ah."

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, the taste is very good.

Take another sip and feel the fragrance.

But it's just a scent, this kind of flavor with salt and oil can't feel sweet, Han Qi felt that he was deceived by the taste on the Internet.

After tasting the tea, there was another burst of thanks.

dinner.

Han Qi still ate instant noodles. Before leaving today, Han Qi brought three barrels of instant noodles and two bags, and gave Zhang Shuhao a bag.Li Xiaochuan ate bread, which he made himself.

When Han Qi met Li Xiaochuan yesterday in the ancient city of Lijiang, he knew his profession.

Don't look at him as an old man, and his skin has become dark after long-term riding, but he is actually a pastry chef. This time, he plans to open a pastry shop in his hometown after going back to get married.

(End of this chapter)