Since they set out before dawn, the sun rose not long after they arrived at Suncity, and the entire Suncity had not yet fully awakened from its sleep.

"What to eat?" The big dog rarely makes breakfast. He really wants to have a breakfast made by someone else.

Old Liu shrugged his shoulders and looked at the female drivers who were still getting off the car and chattered, "Let's listen to them. Fortunately, you, a little boy, didn't drive my car, otherwise you would have suffered."

The big dog was stunned for Lao Liu, "Tsk, he has the face to say that I am the same as you are a man. They are all crazy people with a wife, but they are still a man. You are so embarrassed..."

This is so cruel that it can directly push Lao Liu to the corner of the wall and unable to get up and down.

After winning the verbal battle in a rare way, the big dog was very excited and came to the female drivers thief and asked, "Dear ladies, what should we have for breakfast today?"

The four female drivers of Tibetan compatriots said in unison: "Let's go to the teahouse of Canggu Temple for breakfast!"

"Canggu Temple Teahouse? Is it very famous? I remember not saying that the most famous teahouse in Nikko City is called Guangminggang Qiong Teahouse? Why did another Canggu Temple Teahouse appear?" Dagou asked in confusion.

The four female hiding pupils stopped talking and looked at the big dog straight away. The big dog shrank his head and said, "Okay, you just lead the way, I don't know that place."

Their parking space is in a parking lot east of Jokhang Temple. Lingu East Road is east of the parking lot, and there are dense Tibetan-style buildings, one by one, and there are narrow alleys between the buildings that can barely pass through a van.

However, this place is already a prohibited area, and all foreign vehicles are strictly prohibited from entering.

At this time, there were already many people walking around here, and some shops were opened, mostly shops selling local specialties.

Four female hiding corpses walked in front, and Lao Liu and the others followed behind. Apart from Zhaxi Dawa, they had never been here. These winding alleys could make people dizzy by just looking at them. It was basically impossible to walk in and find a teahouse by yourself.

After walking for a short distance, Lao Liu saw a street sign nailed to the wall on the side of the road with the words "Lingunan Lane" written on it.

Zhashidawa was obviously familiar with this place. He said: "This place belongs to the periphery of Bakang Street. From here to the west to the pedestrian street to the west of Jokhang Temple, it can be said that it is the oldest urban area of ​​the entire Rikang City. Canggu Temple is a Juemu Temple, the only Juemu Temple in the entire Rikang City. There are about 80 Juemu practicing in it."

Lao Liu knew that Juemu was the respectful title of female practitioners by Tibetans. In the Han nationality, female practitioners were called nuns...

In other words, Canggu Temple is actually a nunnery.

"The butter tea in Canggu Temple is actually very delicious. I personally feel that it is even better than the butter tea in Guangminggang Qiong Teahouse. The delicious tea over there is sweet tea, but the sweet tea in Canggu Temple is also great. Anyway, as long as we come to the city to worship, we will have dinner at Canggu Temple."

Tashidawa's eldest sister Yangji slowed down and turned her head and whispered: "Actually, we all think that the butter tea and sweet tea in Canggu Temple are better than those of Guangminggang Qiong. Guangminggang Qiong is just famous. If you don't believe it, you can order a set and try it later. I guarantee you like it."

Old Liu smiled.

In fact, to be honest, he is not very interested in butter tea and sweet tea. The main reason is that he doesn't like sweet food. His favorite butter tea is the salty butter tea made by the grandmother of Tashidawa.

As for Tibetan noodles, Lao Liu has eaten it twice since he came to the plateau. In recent months, even though Zhaxi Dawa has been making Tibetan noodles, Tibetan buns, Tibetan dumplings and other Tibetan specialty restaurants in the inn in the past few months, Lao Liu has never eaten Tibetan noodles.

Chu Qian held Lao Liu's arm and whispered: "I heard Sona talk about the Canggu Temple Teahouse before, and she also recommended me to come here for dinner, but I haven't taken time to come and taste it."

Lao Liu whispered: "So many locals recommend it, which means that the food in Canggu Temple is still very good."

Thashi Dawa also said: "In fact, the teahouse of Canggu Temple is not far from the Qiong Teahouse of Guangminggang. Canggu Temple is in the southeast of Jokhang Temple, while the Qiong Hiong is in the northwest of the Jokhang Temple. You can reach the Qiong Teahouse of Guangminggang by walking around the Jokhang Temple by walking around the Jokhang Temple. At most, it is two miles away, and you can get there in more than ten minutes on foot."

As he spoke, the person in front of him stopped, and the Canggu Temple Teahouse was just north of the road. In fact, it was only a distance of about 200 meters along this alley.

A yellow sign hanging on the front of the brick-red second-story Tibetan building, with the red Tibetan and Chinese words "Canggu Temple Teahouse".

When I opened the door and went in, there were not many people inside, but they were all hidden people.

Yangji and the others began to order food familiar with it. Lao Liu looked at it and found that the price was not expensive.

A pot of two pounds of sweet tea costs only eight yuan, butter tea costs the same price. A Tibetan bag of yak meat is one dollar, a dish of radish, and as for tsampa, a large bowl of three yuan.

Of course, there are also hidden noodles, jelly and sour noodles, and fried potatoes.

Chu Qian likes to drink sweets, so she ordered a pound of sweet tea and a pound of butter tea, and also ordered hidden noodles and fried potatoes.

Others also ordered what they wanted to eat, and in the end, the boss Lao Liu paid the bill.

Since it is a "team building", how can employees pay?

Lao Liu ordered ten Tibetan buns with yak meat filling. The buns were not big, but the taste was very pure, at least to Lao Liu's appetite. He also ordered a hot and sour noodles, and Chu Qian gave Lao Liu a cup of butter tea she ordered.

This butter tea looks very good. The brown tea soup has oil flowers floating on it, which looks very thick.

Chu Qian took a sip and her eyes immediately turned into crescent moons, "Try it quickly, this butter tea is really delicious. I don't think it's worse than the butter tea made by the grandma of Zhaxi Dawa."

Seeing his girlfriend so happy, Lao Liu also picked up the cup and took a sip. The fragrance was strong and there was a slight fishy smell, which was indeed very authentic.

The only regret is that the butter tea is sweet, but it is not impossible to drink it. At worst, you can just drink a cup and stop drinking it.

With the sour radish and hot and sour noodles, Lao Liu ate ten hidden bags in one go. He felt that he was not full, so he asked for five more...

The Juemu in the teahouse are also busy. While chanting scriptures, they are busy making butter tea, steaming buns with noodles, and chopping potatoes and frying potatoes, which looks unique.

A breakfast cost Lao Liu more than 200 yuan, but eleven people were satisfied with the food.

After leaving the teahouse, Lao Liu started walking in the alley with a cigarette in his arms. At this time, there were more and more people, but most of them were Tibetans wearing traditional Tibetan costumes, and the number of tourists from other places was not large.

These Tibetans all went to Bakhun Street to make a journey.

Shuttled through the curved and narrow alleys, everything I heard in my ears was incomprehensible Tibetan language. After passing a checkpoint, Lao Liu and the others finally arrived at the legendary Bakang Street.

"Barkang Street means 'transfer of the sutra path' in our Tibetan language. This street was built around the Jokhang Temple. Now we revolve around the sutras." Zhaxi Dawa explained beside Lao Liu.

At this time, there were already many Tibetans on Bakang Street, some of whom were walking clockwise along the wide Barkang Street, turning and reciting scriptures while walking. Some Tibetans were kowtowing and waiting for their long heads to worship devoutly. Some elderly people, who were older, may be tired of walking and were sitting on chairs on both sides of the street to rest.

This section of street in the south is called Bakang South Street, and there are still many police cars parked on the street...

While Lao Liu was admiring the place, Tashidawa, his two sisters, Danzengwangmu and Gesanglazhen, took out his prayer wheel and started to circle around the Jokhang Temple like those Tibetans.

They had to walk along Bakang Street for a few times before entering the Jokhang Temple to worship.

Jokhang Temple is a temple, and most Tibetans are believers, so it is not enough to pay to enter the Jokhang Temple. Even if Tibetans go to Bu Palace and Roblinka, they only need to spend two yuan to buy a special Tibetan ticket.

However, if Lao Liu and the others entered the Jokhang Temple, even if it is off-season now, they will still be 80 yuan per ticket.

"Will you go in?" Old Liu asked Chu Qian.

Chu Qian shook her head, "I am not interested in religious beliefs, just go around outside."

"Okay, then I'll accompany you." Old Liu said, turning his head and asking the big dog and Yue Fang and the others: "Do you want to go in and visit? If you want to go in, I'll give you money and you can buy tickets yourself."

The four of Dagou nodded and said they wanted to go in and take a look. The Jokhang Temple is very famous and its status in Tibetan Buddhism is unparalleled. For Dagou and the others, since they have come to the plateau, it would be a pity if they don’t go in and take a look.

Not to mention that the boss pays for the ticket.

Lao Liu and Chu Qian have the same idea. They both have the idea of ​​respecting but not being close to the religious beliefs of the Tibetans.

Of course, if it was Bu Palace, Lao Liu wouldn't mind walking around. After all, Bu Palace is a palace, not a very pure temple like Jokhang Temple.

There are countless shops around Bakhun Street, and everything is sold. Obviously, shopping is undoubtedly more attractive to Chu Qian than to visit the Jokhang Temple.

When he arrived here, Chu Qian was like a dumpling flying into the sky, and the fish were in the water. She was so happy...

As her boyfriend, Lao Liu can only accompany his wife around hard. Of course, another more important role is to act as a human-shaped bank card.

As long as the thing my girlfriend likes, Lao Liu doesn't say anything, or takes out his mobile phone to scan the code to pay the bill, or takes out his wallet to order cash...

That's so terrible!

After wandering around until almost noon, Lao Liu felt that his legs did not belong to him, so Tashi Dawa and the others came out happily.

Lao Liu never thought Yangji and the others were so cute and good. When he saw them, he was like meeting his fellow Red Army fellows...

PS: Lao Mo, who has a broken hand, can't write anymore, and he is very shameless to say it, but it won't work if he doesn't say it. I will temporarily resume two updates, so that the old guy can slowly and accumulate some energy... Please forgive me!
Chapter completed!