Zhang Zhuxun hung up the phone, put his backpack on the ground, and asked him, "What are you packing?"
"I've packed everything that can be used." Wu Xiaoxie freed his hands and took a look at the open trunk. He found that there was already a lot of equipment in it. He was a little surprised, "You've packed it for me too! Then I'll
Isn’t it free of charge?”
"Actually, it's not free."
Zhang Zhuoxun squeezed the equipment in the trunk, picked up Wu Xiaoxie's backpack and stuffed it inside.
He continued: "When the time comes, pick up what you can use and throw away what you can't use. Anyway, it will be pulled by the car, no one will carry it."
Wu Xiaoxie scratched his head, "Yes."
Then he asked, "Whose phone number did you just call? The voice sounded familiar."
"Fat man's." Zhang Zhuxun scanned the trunk and made sure nothing was missing, then stepped back and closed the trunk.
"Fat man's? Didn't he go back to Panjiayuan? Why did he call you?" Wu Xiaoxie was a little curious.
Zhang Zhuoxun didn't hide anything, and said: "There was a job, but there was a shortage of people over there, so I wanted to find me, but now that I have a job, I refused."
Wu Xiaoxie nodded and said nothing more.
Zhang Zhuxun opened the car door again, pointed to the desert camouflage overalls on the seat inside, and said: "It depends on whether you change in the car or find a tent by yourself."
When Wu Xiaoxie saw the people coming and going in the tent area, he decisively chose the car.
Zhang Zhuoxun nodded, threw the car keys to him, pointed to the bonfire, and said: "I'll go to the little brother's place, and you can come over after changing."
After sorting out the equipment and chatting with Black Glasses for a while by the campfire, Aning stood up and asked him to get ready to go.
It was already close to twelve o'clock, so Zhang Zhuxun and Wu Xiaoxie got in the car and waited to set off.
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Galloping all the way through the endless Gobi Desert, the yellow sand is endless. Affected by the environment, the atmosphere in the team is slightly anxious.
In the evening two days later, the team arrived at a small village called Lancuo in the hinterland of Qaidam.
Aning went down and talked with the local people in charge, then turned around and waved to the convoy and ordered: "Get ready to set up camp!"
At this time, a car on Aning's side rolled over into a wind-eroded ditch. The person was fine, but the car was totaled.
Aning was arguing with the guide Tashi over there, and the mechanic in the team was also making gestures with his hands.
Zhang Zhuoxun patted Wu Xiaoxie who was looking over and said, "Don't worry about them. Let's go. Set up the tent first. I don't want to get up in the morning with sand on my face."
Wu Xiaoxie said oh, and together with Zhang Zhuxun, he took out the tools and started to set up the tent.
For dinner, we set up a stove by the campfire and cooked porridge, and we bought mutton from the villagers to roast.
Zhang Zhuxun was thinking about the dangers he would encounter on the way to this operation, but when he turned around, he found that his mutton was already burning, so he hurriedly took it off the fire rack and shook it.
Holding the mutton he had baked in his hand, which was dark and exuding a pungent smell of paste, his expression froze for a moment.
Finally, I put it down silently, took two mouthfuls of porridge from the bowl, looked at the horizon melancholy and sighed.
Wu Xiaoxie came over with two bowls of butter tea and asked him what was wrong.
Zhang Shuxun's face was filled with nostalgia, "To be honest, I miss Fatty a little bit."
Wu Xiaoxie was very aware of his occasional hypocritical behavior. He looked at the dark pile of barbecue on the ground and chuckled, "I think you don't miss the fat man, but the food cooked by the fat man.@·Nothing wrong
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Zhang Zhuxun took the bowl, chuckled, and glanced sideways at Wu Xiaoxie, "Don't tell me you don't want to. I've been eating compressed biscuits on the road for the past two days. If this continues, I feel like I'm going to turn into a fucking compressed person."
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Wu Xiaoxie choked and curled his lips, "It's useless to think about it. It's impossible for a fat man to fall from the sky and cook you a spicy boiled fish hotpot."
Zhang Zhuxun couldn't stand it anymore. He threw away the compressed biscuits, returned to the car and took out a backpack. He took out several large bags of dried vegetables and several boxes of self-heating hot pot. He also took out a pack of rice nest hot pot bottoms sponsored by the system and only available in the future.
Materials.
Wu Xiaoxie's eyes widened, "Holy crap, you even brought the hot pot base!"
"Nonsense, how can you eat hot pot without hot pot base?" Zhang Zhuoxun kicked Wu Xiaoxie up, "Hurry up, go and cut the mutton into slices, let's improve the food.
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Wu Xiaoxie patted the dirt on his butt, happily picked up the iron pot, put a plastic sheet on it and started to slice the mutton.
Soon, the boiling water bubbled with red oil. Zhang Zhuxun added the meat and vegetables one after another, and cooked for a while, and the aroma suddenly hit his nostrils.
The greedy Wu Xiaoxie kept sniffing, "Are you ready?"
Zhang Zhuxun mixed the vinegar he bought from the villagers into the bowl, put a piece of mutton in it and let him taste it, "Try it, eat it when it's cooked."
Wu Xiaoxie stuffed it into his mouth, breathed in a hot breath, and said repeatedly: "It's done, it's done."
Zhang Zhuoxun said while scooping vegetables into the bowl: "Go call me."
Wu Xiaoxie scurried over to call for someone, but when he came he was followed by a bunch of people.
The black-glasses man put his hand on the younger brother's shoulder angrily, pushed up his sunglasses, and asked knowingly, "What are you cooking that tastes good?"
Zhang Zhuxun opened his backpack generously, revealing various packaged dried vegetables inside, "You can make enough food and clothing by doing it yourself."
It means that if you want to freeload, there is no way.
The bearded foreigner thought that he was very familiar with Zhang Zhuxun and the others, but he still brought the barbecue he made very carefully, "Super Fish, can I have dinner with you?"
Zhang Zhuxun waved his hand in agreement, his backpack had been completely scratched by the group, and then they all came over with barbecued meats to express that they wanted to share the good things together.
Zhang Zhuxun looked at the pile of barbecued meats and twitched the corner of his mouth. He suspected that he had entered the primitive period of bartering.
When I turned around again, I saw that the black glasses were already cooked, and started eating with chopsticks.
While eating, I commented, "Brother Muyu, your cooking is pretty good."
Zhang Zhuxun: "..."
Forget it, considering that he is Xiao Tianzhen’s future master.
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At night, Aning arranged for hired locals to keep vigil, but Tashi said that there would only be wild beasts near Hoh Xil. There was so little grass here that even rats would not visit, let alone wild beasts.
Knowing that the scheduled host Zhuoma would come here to talk to Wu Xiaoxie in the tent that night, Zhang Zhuoxun urged him to go to bed early.
After a long journey, everyone was very tired, and the camp quickly became quiet.@
Zhang Zhuxun was nestled in his sleeping bag and was drifting off to sleep when he suddenly felt something and opened his eyes suddenly.
Outside the tent, a very light footsteps gradually approached.
After a while, he paused at the door and then opened the door curtain. The stone holding the door curtain was suddenly brought down and hit the glass wine bottle next to it, making a clanging sound.
The visitor was startled, and vaguely saw a person sitting in the middle of the tent. He thought it was the real owner, so he whispered: "Stop talking, come with me, my grandma wants to see you.".