The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

"Last time" Zhang Nan and his friends ran the road from Minfeng to Qiemo. It took more than three hundred and a half hours for more than 300 kilometers. Although it is not high, it is basically a Pingchuan, and the asphalt road conditions are terribly good!

There are even fewer cars—a lot less than the ones from Urumqi to Kashgar. From time to time, you can encounter groups of wild animals. ㈧㈠Chinese website 『％⒈

Although the roads of this meeting are not as good as 20 years later, they are not bad. The two estimated that it would take five or six hours to reach Qiemo.

The two drove for another hour, leaving the boundary of Minfeng and entering the jurisdiction of Qiemo, which is no longer under the jurisdiction of the Hetian- area, but under the jurisdiction of Bayin Gol.

"The area of ​​a county is the size of ours and a half of Jiangnan Province. This is too exaggerated!"

Guan Xingquan was driving, while Zhang Nan was studying with a military map.

"This is still the second largest, the Nima of Nagqu-the county is bigger, and the first in China."

Hearing Guan Xingquan's words, Zhang Nan said, "Didn't it mean that Ruoqiang County is the largest in the front?"

"Who knows, I probably remembered it wrong."

The two didn't care about this. Zhang Nan had already looked at the map for a long time now, and he didn't know what he had researched out after all.

After driving fifty to sixty kilometers, I ran into a shepherd who was driving a flock of sheep across the road. I didn’t even touch a car!

Zhang Nan was still lowering his head, feeling that the car had slowed down, and when he looked up, there was a residential area in front of him.

There is a street sign on the side of the road: Oyiyayilake Township.

"Look, I don't know if there is a place to eat, buy some more fruit." Guan Xingquan said and pulled over and stopped.

Zhang Nan stretched after getting out of the car, and then smiled to himself.

Why?

He has already remembered this place: when he passed by here, he and his friends discovered that there is a "Qiantang River Restaurant"-on the edge of the southern foot of the Taklimakan Desert, he even saw the characteristic signboard of Jiangnan Province. The surprise at that time Don't mention it.

But sorry, there is no "qianjiang shredded pork" or "homemade tofu" here, don't forget that this is Nanjiang!

Now, there is no restaurant in the residential area!

Fortunately, it’s almost time for lunch, and the local Uyghur compatriots are also very hospitable, especially the younger ones, who can speak good Chinese.

Eating is not a problem.

Although there is a township government here, the two did not ask them for help. Instead, they greeted them with the greetings they had just learned a few days ago and went straight into the yard of a farmer’s house.

Because of the special geographic location of National Highway 315, people in residential areas along the route will provide assistance to vehicles passing by as much as they can, and drivers who often pass by will also pick up things for farmers and herdsmen in residential areas.

As for the government?

If you don’t see anything for a few days, you'd better avoid it, just in case, it's hard to explain the extra days.

The host is very enthusiastic and actively invites passing friends to stay and have a meal together.

Without a restaurant, the two of Zhang Nan still had to hurry and drank a cup of "fragrant tea."

People in southern Xinjiang like to drink fragrant tea: put the crushed Fuzhuan tea and finely ground pepper, cinnamon, **** and other spices into the boiling water of a copper long-necked teapot, boil it on fire, and boil for 2-3 minutes Drink immediately.

This fragrant tea can be appetizing, energizing and refreshing, but Zhang Nan is not used to drinking black tea (Fuzhuan tea is a kind of black tea.), just taste it.

I changed some peaches and cucumbers from the host’s house, as well as a freshly baked naan: this is a "Kakqia" large thin naan with a diameter of 40 to 50 cm. It may be regarded as Xijiang The king of naan.

This large thin naan is made of fermented noodles as the main raw material, supplemented with onions, salt, water and other condiments, and roasted with naan kang (Tu Nuer).

Because this thing contains little water, it is not bad for long-term storage, it is easy to carry, and it is crispy and delicious, and it is nutritious. Even two people who have eaten naan for several days feel good.

Because the host refused to accept the money, Zhang Nan directly gave him a half-catty bag of green tea as a gift.

I don't know that green tea is not a taboo, anyway, my heart is here.

There are still two hundred and sixty kilometers. It is estimated that in the county town of Qiemo, the two will always find some familiar food.

Not here: "Last time" when I passed by, Zhang Nan and others learned during a meal and chat that the township only opened satellite phone in 2001, so that it is relatively convenient to communicate with the outside world. Before, I could only rely on radio!

Now in 1987, don't expect anything!

When they drove out, the two changed. The first 15 kilometers were basically deserts, and the back of the road was lined with barren Gobi deserts. Fortunately, there are some vegetation in some sections of the road, which all rely on the river formed by the melted snow left by the mountains in the distance: the two even saw a group of wild donkeys!

Even if the wild donkeys here are not afraid of people more than 20 years later, they probably haven't been poached.

Instead, I ran into a big wild animal in the south of the Yangtze River, and I had been **** a shotgun, but let's forget it here-what are you doing with the wild donkey in the summer?

Although there are only two of them here, let alone the car, not even the individual!

It is 4 hours thick, and large green areas appear in front of you-tall, newly planted Populus euphratica forests, as well as dense orchard farmland, and the county seat of Moxian should be coming soon. A large oasis formed at the turn of the Cheerchen River is ahead. .

As soon as you arrive in the county town, immediately find a place to stay: Don’t expect any hotels here this year. This is the most difficult "four types-regions" in the definition of basic units in the central and western regions of China and the difficult and remote areas. !

I went directly to the county government guest house. I originally thought that if the work permit didn't work, then I would take Leader Qiu's note.

The result is no problem at all: Although this county government guest house is very small, how many people will be fine in 1987?

However, the two did not intend to use the blankets here, so they moved the sleeping bag into the room and borrowed their bed.

The double room, the condition is simple: just the two waiters, kindly remind Zhang Nan that they can go to the government cafeteria nearby, which is open to people who live in the county guest house.

In difficult areas, no matter whether you have a letter of introduction or not, you will let you live if you have a work permit, let alone drive a rare jeep!

Just passing by a school on the roadside of Oasis, just after school time, the young pioneers wearing red scarves stood on the side of the road and saluted their car!

Zhang Nan only enjoyed this kind of treatment when he crossed the Sichuan-Tibet line in 2oo2.

After passing the school gate, Guan Xingquan quickly tapped the horn twice. This was to greet the pupils and express his gratitude.

Two years later, there are so many cars in the mainland, and a lot of driving etiquette has also been lost: if you are polite or let you pass the car first, you need to tap the horn twice to express your gratitude.

Sometimes the vehicle in front will pull over to make it easier for you to drive, and then you will have to press the horn twice to say hello as a thank you-and 20 years later, many people honked the horn while slamming, which is not a meaning!

First go to the only gas station in the county to refuel, fill up the tank and oil drums, and then take a cold shower in the public bathroom of the guest house.

The clothes were washed indiscriminately and left to dry on the balcony. They will dry tomorrow morning: the room has a balcony, which is good.

Seeing that the time is almost the same, the county government has to leave work confidentially, and it is estimated that the cafeteria is already open. Just take the meal ticket exchanged in the guest house to eat.

Eating the big white steamed buns in the cafeteria, although not the rice they were used to, it was enough for two people to devour it!

Moreover, the stewed duck can be eaten here, so the chef in the cafeteria used a separate pot to help heat it up: the stewed duck in Yan County is stewed with the pork skin, and the duck belly is stuffed with pig skin, and it is almost stewed. The duck is pulled away with a stroke of chopsticks.

There are also stir-fried dishes here. Although beef and mutton are used, they are stir-fried dishes after all! Add a bowl of tomato egg drop soup and it will taste better!

"Brother Guan, you must bring some mustard pickles next time you travel. This trip is really a mistake!"

"I asked Lao Lou and them to take it. Who made you poor and didn't make it clear, it's all for the troops."

"what?"

Regret that!

A large pack of small packages of instant mustard and pickles were not put in the jeep, and he didn't think of it until the soldiers unloaded the goods. The fighters in Xijiang would probably like this thing too, and Guan Xingquan was not ashamed to come back.

As a result, he has been thinking about the taste every day for more than ten days, and he is embarrassed to say it. This will be brought up by Zhang Nan, Guan Xingquan is full of anger!

"By the way, tomorrow we will go to the ancient city of Qiemo, and then we will go out to Ruoqiang."

"Is it far?"

"Five or six kilometers."

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After eating, Guan Xingquan and Zhang Nan checked the condition of the car, especially the silt that had headaches. Water, food, etc. have been replenished, and there is nothing to stroll around here, so I went back to my room to sleep.

Originally I wanted to make a call to report safety, but upon inquiring, the waiter at the guest house still didn't know what a program-controlled phone was!

"Yan County only pretends, so don't count on it!" Guan Xingquan couldn't help but hit Zhang Nan.

It is estimated that at this time more than 70% of the counties in the country do not have program-controlled telephones. Even if there are, many of them are still in use by program-controlled and manual phones.

Use the guy who manually transferred to call home?

Forget it, I guess it's still a question whether one day and one night will get through!

Early the next morning, the two checked out, and it was just dawn.

In a short while, the jeep came to a completely deserted Gobi Desert.

"Here is it?"

Guan Xingquan looked around and felt that this was not as good as the ancient city!

It has been completely deserted, the typical Yadan landform: it's amazing, you can see a large area of ​​green in the distance, but here is the land of death!

The dividing line between desert and oasis is as clear as the "38 line"!

"Just about 1km long from east to west and 2oom wide from north to south, there should be a lot of pottery pieces, iron nuggets, and iron **** on the ground. Let's look for it."

Guan Xingquan was a little confused, and said, "Why do you want these things?"

When Zhang Nan heard this, he hated iron and steel: "I'm a collector, okay? I run a circle for more than 10,000 kilometers, and every ancient city and site will get some souvenirs. Then go home and put them on the big map. , Even if it’s a pottery piece, isn’t it fun?

After coming out of Urumqi a few days ago, I didn't think of a way to see the ruins that I passed by. They were all left in the car.

You are really uninteresting! "

Guan Xingquan was choked immediately! But when you think about it, it's really the same thing-the jeep of the previous two stopped and chased the convoy of the troops twice.

Unknowingly, I arrived at the center of the site, where it has become a wind-eroded surface, and there are still a few houses and construction sites left~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Seeing a concrete monument of a cultural preservation unit erected in the name of the autonomous region, the two came with a tripod in front of the sign. Zhang took a group photo, and each took a picture of Zhang.

I like this way, as it is still in the era of smart phones, when it comes out, it's usually shooting, shooting, and shooting!

"In fact, it didn't take long for this place to disappear. There were still people around Yuan and Ming Dynasties, and it was so early that Ye Jing Jue Guo died.

Said and pointed to a few hundred meters ahead, "Just four to five hundred meters away, there is a tomb of the ancient city of Qiemo called Zagunluk.

The cemetery is so large that it is by far the largest group of ancient tombs found in the southeast of the Tarim Basin and the Cheerchen River Basin! "

Guan Xingquan glanced at Zhang Nan, "Want to dig?"

"I said I'm going to Ruoqiang, don't dig. There are mummy and skeletons all over there. In 1983 and 1985, the country dug twice, not as good as Jingjueguo."

Speaking of a piece of painted pottery fragment found in his hand, "Go, come out!" (To be continued.)