My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 40 An Li
There is also a large incense burner on the corner of Barkhor Street, filled with the smell of burning pine and cypress branches.

Everyone was hungry when we got here, so we found a Sichuan restaurant on the street.

As the taxi driver said before, Sichuan cuisine restaurants can be found everywhere in Tibet, and the Sichuan cuisine cooked by the boss is also very authentic.Unlike Sichuan cuisine restaurants in many other regions that cater to the tastes of locals, the chef here is absolutely unambiguous about how much chili and Sichuan peppercorns should be used in Sichuan cuisine.

Everyone ate merrily—except the beans.

This is a young programmer from Shanghai. He is young not because he is only 26 years old, but because his hair is still very lush.

In an industry where hair volume represents technology, his hairline shows that he is still a newcomer in the programmer industry... His secret is that he can work without overtime, and he can definitely travel when he has vacations.

He is five years older than Han Qi, but he has traveled all over the country, including Xi'an, Xijiang, Wuhan, and mountain cities.

Although he has been to so many places, he is still not used to Sichuan cuisine.

With a flushed face and profuse sweat, the right hand holding the chopsticks picked up a piece of fish, and the left hand held a piece of paper for wiping sweat.

Hong Chen felt sorry for this little brother, and persuaded: "If you can't eat it, don't eat it, drink some soup, this preserved egg soup tastes pretty good."

"I just sweat a lot when I eat, I'm fine, hiss..."

He quickly settled most of the bottle of soy milk by himself.

In the afternoon, I went to see the Ramoche Temple, and when it was getting dark, Han Qi separated from them and went back to the hotel by car to pick up the guitar.

I couldn't make any money yesterday, so I have to find a place to sing a few songs today.

He's a little hyper right now.

After visiting the Potala Palace, he had an urgent desire to make money.

A small stone used for decoration in other people's houses can sell for hundreds of thousands, while his whole body is only a few thousand dollars. This kind of comparison has changed Han Qi Xianyu's mentality... After all, he has a system in him, so it doesn't make sense to so poor.

I have been in the system for so long, and my personal funds are less than a pebble. Is this reasonable?

Earn money and buy a house.

Not to mention whether you can put hundreds of thousands of decorations in the house, but the decoration is definitely necessary. The house needs money, and the decoration also needs money. If you calculate by singing a song to earn 1000 yuan, how long does it take to earn a set? House money.

And it is impossible to get 1000 yuan all the time.

Han Qi's psychological expectation is 500 yuan. If it is less than [-] yuan, it means that he can't make ends meet. After all, the money spent today is more than [-] yuan.

Where to sing, Han Qi has long been concerned about.

Barkhor Street.

I came to Barkhor Street again with a guitar on my back. It was already dark. Barkhor Street at night was not as noisy and mundane as it was during the day. It restored the tranquility and holiness it should have. .

There are a lot fewer people, but it is still a good place for street performances.

Tibet is different from other provinces. There are really few people here at night, and there are many tourists in Lhasa. In other cities, after dark, there are only a few people in the square, and there are few ghosts in other places.

Han Qi didn't see any other colleagues along the way, and Han Qi was still a little flustered, mainly because he was worried that he couldn't sing here too.

He had already been driven away once outside the Potala Palace, so Han Qi also had to think about this issue in advance, after all, some places do not allow street performers to perform.

But when he thought of the money in his purse, Han Qi suddenly became courageous.

If you don't make money, you will starve to death.

Originally, I didn’t have much money, but I spent a few hundred yuan on my trip today, and now I only have a little over 2000 yuan. If the air ticket back to Tianfu is excluded, I only have 2000 yuan to spend. [-] yuan is enough for several meals in Tibet.

Finding a suitable place, Han Qi began to sing.

………………

"Lili, I want to go back."

Liang Kou went shopping with his best friend for a whole day today, but he didn't see any scenery.I just kept shopping and walking, and I didn’t go in when I arrived at the Potala Palace. Now I’m at the Jokhang Temple, but I didn’t go in. I just kept walking aimlessly outside. To be honest, Liang Kou felt that he could last until dark. Perseverance.

"Look again."

An Li's voice is very gentle and nice.

Liang Kou rolled his eyes, sighed and continued to accompany An Li.

She has already traveled to dozens of cities with An Li... To be precise, the two of them did not travel, but An Li wanted to find someone. As a friend, Liang Kou was worried about her safety, so they went together all the way .

Who to look for?
Find An Li's boyfriend.

An Li stopped and said to Liang Kou, "Listen, someone is singing."

"I heard, let's go in and take a look."

Liang Kou was shocked when he heard the singing, and holding An Li's hand, he crowded towards the crowd not far away. She wanted to squeeze in to see if the singer was as handsome as she thought... Because she thought that a person with such a nice voice must be very handsome.

I saw it.

Really handsome.

The singer was wearing an orange sweater, looking down at the strings, his face...

So familiar!
Han Qi?

Liang Kou and An Li looked at each other in agreement, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes... The person who sang was actually his roommate?This is too bloody, this roommate actually sings so well.

"What's his name?" An Li asked suddenly.

"It's called Han Qi, Han in South Korea, and Qi next to the word Wang." Liang Kou answered quickly, but immediately looked at his best friend vigilantly, "This is not your boyfriend, it is agreed to be one for each person, he is mine. !!"

"I know not, I'll just ask casually, but I think you think too much?"

"Hmph, don't let me think about it."

Liang Kou snorted, and continued to look back at Han Qi singing, as if a heart appeared in his eyes.

An Li looked around. There were tourists and local people in the crowd. The common thing was that none of them spoke, and everyone was listening to the singing of the person in front of them.Occasionally someone would step up and put a bill in the guitar bag in front of the singer.

She looked in her bag, took out a twenty and put it in her guitar bag.

As usual, Han Qi looked up to see what the person who tipped him looked like, but found that the girl was actually the roommate he met last night. He searched the crowd again and found Liang Kou who looked like a nympho.

amount……

He thought his skin was thick enough, but he was still a little embarrassed after seeing Liang Kou's expression.

As for what.

Fortunately, Han Qi's skills are profound, so he didn't disturb his breath of singing because of this reason.

Two hours later, the audience changed again and again, but the two girls stayed here listening to the song and did not leave.Han Qi was tired. After singing the last song, he was about to close the stall and go home. After clearing the money in the guitar bag, he asked:

"Together?"

(End of this chapter)