Hello, 1983

When Liu Qingshan and the others left, they were all packed.

The bag is full of gifts from herdsmen, most like cheese and jerky.

There are also some Cistanche and Cynomorium, which were collected by herdsmen last year. Cistanche has been dried, and Cynomorium is also buried in the sand, roasted and dried to make dried products.

For these authentic herbs, Liu Qingshan also agreed with the herdsmen that he would buy a batch every year in the future.

There was also a Yingjisha knife hanging on Liu Qingshan's waist, which was a gift from Aizimaiti to him.

Giving a knife to a friend is already a very respectable practice.

And Aizmati said that this knife was handed down by his ancestors and has a history of two hundred years.

Liu Qingshan looked at the silver ornaments on the hilt of the knife, it really looked very simple and old.

Such a valuable item is a bit of a shame for Liu Qingshan. He didn't bring any extra items this time, he could only agree:

When Aizmati goes to the capital to deliver the golden jade, they will exchange gifts with each other.

It is also a local custom to give gifts to each other between friends.

Aizimaiti held the knife in both hands and sent it to Liu Qingshan: My friend, you are a real warrior, it is worth wearing this Yingjisha knife.

Liu Qingshan had no choice but to take the knife with both hands. The handle of the knife was inlaid with jade, and it was still the best Hetian jade. It felt very comfortable to hold.

He took a closer look, and there was a line of words on it, asking Aizmati, it turned out to be the name of the master craftsman of the knife: Maimaiti.

Ordinary knife-making masters are not qualified to leave their names, only master masters can.

Aizmati drove the camel caravan and sent Liu Qingshan and the others to Karamay until they parted ways.

The next day, Liu Qingshan and the others finally moved to the capital, where they finally took a comfortable hot bath.

Next, Liu Qingshan also plans to go to Hotan. Although it is in the same province, it has a vast territory and is far away, separated by the entire Taklimakan Desert.

As soon as he heard that it was about half of the Taklimakan Desert, Senior Brother Hai's eyes lit up again: It's better to be able to cross the desert, that's the fun.

Liu Qingshan didn't see it well.

Bringing this unstable factor is not like carrying a time bomb.

So he drove the two back to the capital directly, but Senior Brother Hai was reluctant. In the end, Liu Qingshan sacrificed a big killer:

Don't you want to hold a wedding after you go back, so why don't you hurry back and prepare.

This move really worked well, Senior Brother Hai was directly pulled by the girl onto the plane.

Liu Qingshan asked two people to help bring back the things given by the herdsmen, as well as some gifts with local ethnic characteristics that he purchased.

With the remaining five of them, they thought that they would go into battle lightly, and without the burden, it would be much easier.

The result was very disappointing. After more than ten days of bumps, they finally reached Hotan.

Along the way, they have ridden in passenger cars, donkey carts, horse-drawn carriages, and trekked for hundreds of miles on foot.

There is no way, the frontier at the moment, the road is too bad.

It made Liu Qingshan want to make a movie: People are embarrassed.

At this time, Hotan was still a big town. In a two-story hotel, Liu Qingshan and the others finally met Uncle Lu, Lu Liang and others.

It made Cao Xiaofei hug Lu Liang and almost cried.

Although Liu Qingshan was struggling enough, but his physical fitness was there, and his mentality was relatively relaxed, so it was an unforgettable trip, so his energy was still good.

Take a shower, eat and sleep, and it wasn't until the next day that the group completely recovered.

There is a cafeteria on the first floor of this hotel. Uncle Lu and the others have been here for more than a month. They are more familiar with them, so they recommended baked buns to Liu Qingshan and the others, together with a bowl of pasta called Yangfeizi, and finally two baked eggs. A great breakfast.

This egg won't explode once it's baked? Liu Qingshan was a little puzzled as he turned the still-hot egg.

Lu Fang explained to him: This is put in the ashes of firewood and roasted over a slow fire.

Liu Qingshan tried it. The eggs had a unique aroma after being roasted, which was much better than boiled eggs.

The group chatted while eating. Uncle Lu first asked Liu Qingshan about their trip this time. After listening to it, he sighed for a while.

Liu Qingshan asked Uncle Lu about their acquisition of jade, and saw Uncle Lu look embarrassed:

Those locals are very stubborn, and they don't do business with us at all when they see unfamiliar faces like us.

I contacted two second-order dealers, but they increased the price too much, and they increased the price several times or ten times. It was like taking us as a big advantage.

Seeing the indignant expression on Uncle Lu's face, presumably because he had not suffered less during this period of time, Liu Qingshan smiled and comforted him.

In fact, even at the current price, in Liu Qingshan's eyes, compared with later generations, it is the price of cabbage.

However, they will definitely use a large amount of jade material in the future, and it is best to buy directly from the local jade pickers.

Uncle Lu saw that the plates of baked buns that came up were about to be eaten on discs, so he asked for another plate of Zakel, which is also a kind of baked naan, but made of cornmeal.

When the uncle in the little white hat brought it over, he accidentally saw the Yingjisha knife that Liu Qingshan placed on the table, and his eyes lit up.

Then he asked in weird Chinese: Can I see this knife?

Liu Qingshan didn't care too much, he stretched out his hand to signal, then picked up a Zaker and took a bite.

It has a strong sweetness of corn, a fragrance of onion, and of course the unique umami of mutton oil.

If you eat mutton oil while it's hot, it's still delicious, but when you see the wind outside, the smell of mutton is a bit strong.

Liu Qingshan was eating beautifully, when he saw the uncle suddenly shout strangely: Maimat Turxun, oh my friend, where did you get this knife from?

Tell you, my stomach is bloated now!

The uncle was still smiling just now, but at the moment he looked bad. He stared at Liu Qingshan with a pair of eyes, looking at the posture, the next moment, he was about to draw his sword.

Such a precious Yingjisha knife would be regarded as a treasure even by the locals. How could it possibly appear in the hands of a Han Chinese?

Obviously, the other party obtained it through improper means, so Uncle Niaz turned his face.

Liu Qingshan was not in a hurry at all. He also touched his belly and felt quite full, so he smiled and said, My belly is also swollen.

As a result, Uncle Lu, who was next to him, waved his hands to him again and again, and explained in a low voice, A bloated stomach means that he is angry, just like we say that we are bloated.

If both sides have bloated stomachs, they have to fight.

And it is obviously very unwise to fight here.

Liu Qingshan also made an oolong, and he said twice: This uncle, my stomach is bloated.

Then he calmly told the origin of the knife.

Uncle Niaz's face was still cloudy and uncertain, and he obviously didn't fully believe it.

I saw him thinking about it, and then said to Liu Qingshan: This friend, this knife is too important, so I have to find out.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but spread his hands: It took almost half a month to get here from Karamay, and we don't want to go back the same way.

If I had known it would be so troublesome, I would have asked Aizmat to write a certificate for him.

Niaz still put the knife back on the table, and then called a little Balang over to give some orders, and told the little Balang to watch it here, and he hurried out.

The teenage boy stared at them with big, deep eyes.

Liu Qingshan didn't find it funny, anyway, he was open-minded and not worried at all.

On the other hand, Uncle Lu and the others couldn't sit still, so they couldn't ask Liu Qingshan directly, so they took Cao Xiaofei and Li Likun to the side to ask questions.

Here, if it really annoys the locals, it is estimated that none of them can get away.

Li Likun explained it to them, and took out a gem-level golden thread from his pocket and asked Uncle Lu to help Zhang Zhangyan.

Uncle Lu was relieved, studied the golden thread carefully, and then shook his head: I haven't seen it before. It's hard to say whether this thing is valuable or not.

After all, jade is a special thing, in addition to its own value, it also pays special attention to historical inheritance.

Just like jade, before the Qing Dynasty, it was just an ordinary stone.

After a while, Niazi returned, and invited back an old man with a white beard, who was shouting back and forth, followed by more than a dozen sturdy men, all with knives on their waists.

This is Alimakari. Niaz also respected the elder.

Li Likun quickly introduced to Liu Qingshan: Alimu means a person with profound knowledge, and with the honorary title of Kari, it generally means a person who can recite scriptures, which is roughly similar to the title of professor.

This Alimu elder has a kind face and a pair of eyes, which does not have the dim yellowness of an old man at all. Instead, it flashes a different kind of light, which makes people feel respectful at first glance.

Liu Qingshan also hurriedly bowed to greet the elder. The old man's wise eyes looked at him, his eyes were peaceful and quiet, but he seemed to have a kind of power that went straight to the heart.

Looking at Liu Qingshan for a moment, the old man nodded, turned around and said a few words, Niaz and others immediately nodded vigorously.

It was obvious that the tense atmosphere just now disappeared.

Li Likun explained to Liu Qingshan in a low voice: The elder said just now that he is a friend.

Liu Qingshan nodded, and felt that the old Alimu man in front of him was indeed a wise man. With this ability to know people, he was definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

And Niazi also brought up medicinal tea, which is a local specialty.

The medicinal tea is added with pepper, cloves, cinnamon, hay, etc. It is only offered when entertaining the most distinguished guests.

However, after Liu Qingshan took a sip, he was still not used to it.

Everyone was drinking tea and chatting, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. After the old man Alimu learned that Liu Qingshan and the others were from the capital, he asked with great interest.

It turned out that the old man had also been to the capital several times.

But they all go by train, not donkeys.

Liu Qingshan also talked about the changes in the capital, as well as the reform policy currently implemented by the country, etc. The old man nodded again and again.

Then the old man said to the people around him, If there is a chance, you should go out and have a look. Don't just see the sky that is as big as a palm above your head.

Finally, the old man said politely that he wanted to see this knife of Liu Qingshan.

Of course Liu Qingshan would not be stingy, and handed over the Yingjisha knife with both hands.

The old man Alimu looked at it and praised it, and explained to Liu Qingshan: Maimaiti Turxun is a famous master of knife casting.

He is the founder of the Yingjisha knife and the descendant of Kulahong. There are only a few knives handed down at present, which are very precious.

The fingers of the old Alimu gently stroked the beautiful jade on the handle of the knife: This kind of jade must be produced by Hebazi here.

Hebazi? Liu Qingshan didn't quite understand. Could it be that there is a random river here that produces beautiful jade?

Upon seeing this, Master Lu explained to him softly: The river Bazi in the local population is the Jade Dragon Kashi River we are talking about.

Only then did Liu Qingshan understand it, and he couldn't help but move in his heart: Since he came to Hotan, if he didn't go to see the Yulong Kashi River, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

The old man Alimu watched for a while, then returned the knife to Liu Qingshan, and said softly:

Please also be kind to this knife.

Liu Qingshan nodded: Definitely, because this is a gift from friends and represents the most precious friendship.

The old man also laughed: From now on, you are our friend.

Liu Qingshan and the others had just arrived here and did not know the meaning of these words, but Uncle Lu was very excited.

Because he knew that with the words of the elders, they could directly contact those jade pickers in the future and buy the jade in their hands.

Uncle Lu has tried all kinds of tricks for more than a month, but he has not been able to do it.

Unexpectedly, after Liu Qingshan came, he was recognized without doing anything.

This made Uncle Lu feel both excited and disappointed: This person is more mad than others.

With such a wise elder in front of him, Liu Qingshan also felt that the opportunity was rare, so he took out a few pieces of golden thread jade that he brought back and asked the old man to help him appreciate it.

One of them was the piece of gold silk jade that was the size of two fists, which was obtained in Devil City.

The old man Alimu took the jade in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face:

It is indeed a kind of jade unique to Karamay. It seems that you have already been to Devil City.

Liu Qingshan can only express his conviction: Old man, I don't know if this kind of stone has any value?

Li Likun, who was next to him, also interjected, saying that they asked herdsmen to help buy it over there, and the price was 100 yuan per kilogram.

At this price, the people behind Niaz and the old man were stunned for a moment:

The quality of the Hetian jade we have here is a little bit worse, so we can't even sell it at this price, okay?

At this time, the price of Hetian jade, especially the mountain material, is really not expensive.

In addition to being shocked, their attitude towards Liu Qingshan's group became closer:

Those who are willing to spend so much money, of course, regard those herdsmen as true friends.

The old man Alimu played with the golden jade for a while, and then said with a smile: Whether the stones are valuable or not depends mainly on whether anyone appreciates them.

This is the kind of golden jade you mentioned, and the same is true of our Hetian jade here.

After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Liu Qingshan: Since you appreciate this kind of stone, then cherish it.

Thank you elder for teaching me.

Of course Liu Qingshan understood it, he stood up and respectfully saluted the old man.