Chapter 119 Bear Disaster!

Zhuang Yawen didn't pay much attention to the orchid dug out by Nie Yun.

In Zhuang Yawen's view, it is very difficult to find a mutant variety among the blooming orchids. If you dig an orchid that has not yet bloomed, you can expect it to be a mutant variety, which is undoubtedly too illusory. Zhuang Yawen naturally had no expectations for this orchid.

Nie Yun did not explain, but carefully hugged the orchid and returned to the place where the previous people put their luggage.

Pull away his backpack and find a piece of oil paper. Nie Yun wrapped the root of the orchid.

The long leaves of this orchid were tied up by Nie Yun and wrapped in a film.

Orchids are like shade plants. Just wrap them up and put them in your backpack. They won't die for a day or two. Moreover, Nie Yun has the ability of Lingmu pupil, and he can find out what's wrong with this orchid at the first time. In this case, it is not so easy for this orchid to die in Nie Yun's hand.

When you get to the Bai village, put this orchid in the home of the Bai nationality for foster care, and then take it away when you go back.

After finishing this, Tian Zhen and several people also came back with the cleaned Tibetan horse chicken.

Nie Yun and Liu Junwei went to pick up some firewood, and everyone began to cook. This time, the staple food was not rice, but roast chicken. Each of the six people had an iron fork in their hands and a hidden horse chicken barbecue with a feather.

Although these Tibetan chickens are not particularly clean, especially some fine hairs, which are difficult to pull them out without hot water, but it is not a big deal. Put it on the fire and bake it, and the fine chicken feathers will be automatically scorched. When you eat it, gently peel them off, and the charred chicken feathers will fall off, revealing the tender yellow chicken inside.

It's just half an hour. These Tibetan horse chickens are basically barbecued. Nie Yun, Tian Zhen and Zhuang Yawen have the best barbecue. After all, Nie Yun and Tian Zhen have entered the mountain once before. They have seen Zhao Jianhong barbecue, and some key points have been basically mastered.

And Zhuang Yawen also seems to have camping experience, so the baking is also quite good.

And the roast chicken of Liu Junwei and others is a little miserable. Su Yi is better. At least it is baked seriously. There is no burnt place, and it is basically cooked. However, the roast chicken in Liu Junwei and Yang Xuening's hands is a burnt place here, and it is not cooked there. After peeling it open, there is even blood in it. Looking at such a roast chicken, Liu Junwei and others couldn't help looking at each other and smiling bitterly... "Go, Weizi, eat my this, and then roast it. At least make it cooked! If it doesn't work, just give them charcoal balls to eat!"

Nie Yun said, tearing off half of his roast chicken and handed it to Liu Junwei.

"Forget it, give them charcoal balls to eat. You eat my one first, and I'll roast two for you!"

Zhuang Yawen on the other side also handed her roast chicken to Yang Xuening. She took two hidden chickens with an iron fork, grabbed it with one hand, roasted it on the fire on one hand, and skillfully smeared the seasoning with the other hand.

"Sister Zhuang, are you very skilled? Where did you learn it?

When Liu Junwei saw that Zhuang Yawen's barbecue technology was better than everyone else, he couldn't help asking with a little doubt.

"I learned from my uncle when I was a child. At that time, my uncle's career had just started, and he could not buy real antiques every day. Sometimes I spend money to buy real antiques. If I can't sell them for a while, I don't have time to eat. My uncle simply took me into the mountain to catch some rabbits and birds, and roast them to eat..." Zhuang Yawen said with a slight smile.

It is clear to play antiques. Sometimes in an antique market, it may not be possible to have a valuable genuine product for two or three months in a row. In this case, no matter how good a person's eyesight is, it is impossible to succeed in picking up leaks in the antique market.

Of course, there must be genuine products in some antique shops along the street in the antique market, but most of those genuine products have been identified by experts for a long time. They are marked with a high price, and they can't pick up the leaks. It can even be said that the probability of picking up leaks in the store is far less than the probability of picking up leaks in the stall.

Moreover, even if you pick up the leaks and buy real antiques, it is normal that you can't buy them for a while.

Zhuang Yawen's uncle started from nothing. In the early days, life was naturally a little difficult.

Although Zhuang Yawen's words were understated and had some bitterness, Nie Yun also had some empathy for the situation of Zhuang Yawen and her uncle at that time.

"Sister Zhuang, I've been listening to you about your uncle. We haven't met him yet. Let's go back to Chengdu some other day. Why do we have to visit him?" While eating roast chicken, Liu Junwei said.

Nie Yun is also quite curious about this Taishan Beidou-level legend in the antique world. Previously, in Chengdu, because of the tight schedule, he left the next day, so he did not have time to visit the senior, but when he went back, the time was relaxed and he should have visited.

"My uncle went to the United States to participate in an auction, and he may have to go to some local Chinatowns to see some old friends. I don't know when he will come back. If he comes back when we go back, let's go to see him together!" Zhuang Yawen said.

Uncle Zhuang Yawen's name, which Nie Yun learned through Liu Junwei before, is called "Zhuang Boyan".

His information can also be found on the Internet, but the information on the Internet is not very detailed. It's just that Zhuang Boyan started from his own hands in his early years and continuously excavated several national treasure-level antiques, thus becoming famous.

The legend about Zhuang Boyan on the Internet has a strong sense of legend. Some people even said that he once went deep into the ancient tomb and fought with red-haired zongzi and black-haired zongzi for three days and three nights before bringing out those national treasure-level antiques. This is quite a bit of a tomb robbery novel. Nie Yun estimated that these were probably fabricated by the majority of netizens... For Zhuang Boyen, Nie Yun was just curious and a little admiration. There is no other idea. After all, he does his own bonsai, Zhuang Boyan engages in antiques, and has little in common in professional knowledge.

Several people chatted while eating chicken.

Liu Junwei and Yang Xuening's roast chicken was thrown to the charcoal ball early, which was eaten by the charcoal ball and two St. Bernards.

The injured St. Bernard fed some antibiotics, and there was basically no big problem. When he arrived at the Bai village, he put it down and didn't let it follow him into the mountain. After a few days of rest, he would probably recover.

After eating and resting, Nie Yun and others continued to move forward.

After another two mountains, a relatively flat small basin suddenly appeared in front of it, which was as wide as 70 or 80 mu. These lands were divided into pieces of farmland, and the farmland was all paddy fields. However, at this time, they were all barren and crops such as rice had not been planted.

At the foot of the opposite mountain, there are about 30 or 40 houses, forming a small village. At this moment, it is evening. I can faintly see several men and women in ethnic costumes walking around the village. Some women are holding baskets, as if they are going to wash rice and make dinner.

"It's here. It's this village. Let's go there!" Yang Xuening said, first of all, he raised the camera and took a panoramic picture of the Bai village.

Several people walked to the village. It was only a quarter of an hour, and they had arrived at the village.

In the village, some white women who returned from washing rice and vegetables saw Nie Yun and other people. They looked at them doubtfully, but they didn't watch much. There are many people who have traveled to Yunnan in recent years, and people often come to this village, so it is not strange for these white women to see people from the outside world.

Nie Yun and several people smiled at these women.

The Bai people use Bai language, which is very different from Chinese, so even if Nie Yun and several people greet these Bai women, I'm afraid they may not understand each other.

And although China's ethnic minorities have always been known as hospitable, they do not meet strangers from outside the mountain and immediately rush to treat them warmly. It's common, that is, look at it more and don't show hostility. If you really rush over immediately when you see a guest, it's not hospitality, but a nervous abnormality!

The houses in this Bai village are basically made of trees and thatch, which is relatively simple.

Some rooms are two-story attics, with people on the top and livestock on the bottom, which is exactly the same as the house where Donnie Yen Tangwei lives in the movie Martial Arts. The air in Yunnan is relatively humid. If people live close to the ground, they are more likely to get rheumatism and other diseases.

Several white women I met on the road were wearing simple clothes, and even patches could be seen.

Ethnic minorities do not always wear bright ethnic costumes. Many indeed ethnic minorities are relatively poor because they live in remote places. Even after the reform and opening up, even if Yunnan has become a tourist attraction, there are many places that are relatively poor. In this situation, not only in Yunnan, but also in the whole country, such as the large western areas of Gansu, Shaanxi Province, villages near the national highway, and those who opened restaurants on the roadside. There are also those who have made a family and built two-story small buildings, which are also very fashionable to wear. But when you go to the village, I'm afraid that many people in the village can eat and wear more than the rural areas in the coastal areas. The next ten years!

"The head of this village is a Han nationality. I know him. Let's go and find him!"

Yang Xuening said and took several people into the village.

As soon as they entered the village, Nie Yun and others saw a thin middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a white coat of the Bai nationality, with a white scarf on his head and a gong in his hand. After walking for a while, he arrived at a thatched house, he knocked a few gongs and shouted loudly.

"Oh, it's village head Liu." Seeing this thin middle-aged man, Yang Xuening was stunned.

"Reporter Yang, what did the village head shout about?"

The village head shouted the language of the Bai nationality. Nie Yun and others couldn't understand it. Liu Junwei couldn't help asking Yang Xuening.

"He shouted until the evening. Each family should tate the livestock. Don't let the black bear hurt the livestock at night." Yang Xuening frowned slightly and explained, "Let's go and have a look!"

Yang Xuening followed the village head with several people and walked for a while, but saw the village head stopping in front of a hut. In front of the hut stood a thin black man in his forties. In the livestock pen behind the black thin man, a teenager was holding a small buffalo lying on the ground and wiping his tears.

In the near future, the village head first said a few words to the man in plain language, then looked at the child and sighed. Then he walked to the child, patted the child on the shoulder, and said loudly in Chinese, "Baby, don't cry. It doesn't matter if the little buffalo dies. Your second grandpa will find a way to pay for your tuition this year. Hey, this kid... I haven't eaten for a day. Go back quickly!"

(to be continued)