Chapter 38 What to Sell
The Black Hawk flew in the air for three hours, and then flew over Zhongdian County just as the sun was about to hide in the horizon. Liang Yuan looked down the porthole of the cabin. The white Haba Snow Mountain stood in front of the plane not far away. Shangri-La's legendary mountain had four seasons and ten miles of different skys, but it really appeared under the helicopter's rotor.
The shore of the blue Longtan Lake is already green, but in the darkness where the sun is blocked by the ridge is still white. The entire Longtan Lake looks like a brilliant sapphire, inlaid on a huge piece of jade. The lake shore is full of large patches of light yellow wild huā. The darkness where the ridge is accidentally blocked by the ridge still remains large pieces of white snow, green green, distant blue, clean white, warm yellow... Nature seems to mix all the extreme, colors and layers together, and condense them into this small world.
However, the size of Zhongdian County at this time was very small. It was not so much a village as a village. From a high altitude, the entire county could be half a palm-sized. Several light gray roads were scattered in the county. A slightly yellow flat-top Tibetan-style house and a green-gray ridge-roofed western Sichuan-style house were mixed together, winding along the shore of Longtan Lake.
The helicopter circled around the county town several times, looking for a suitable landing location and quickly descended the altitude. Finally, the driver landed the helicopter in a large courtyard with five-star red on the roof.
As the accelerator weakened, the roar of the engine slowly decreased. Finally, after a series of entz sounds, the helicopter's rotor stopped completely. Liang Haiping, Zhang Kaigang and the crew members and others breathed a sigh of paleness, leaned on the seat and moved slowly, but Liang Yuan followed Ning Lei to open the cabin door and jumped out of the helicopter quickly.
The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau in late March and early April should be in winter, but the soft grass under your feet is like a Persian carpet, which makes people feel like they are on the shore of West Lake. At the very end, the green grass stretches to the foot of the snow-capped mountains. Upwards are evergreen trees, and upwards are green pines and cypresses mixed with white snow, while near the snow line is a dark green and brown-yellow alpine meadow.
From thousands of meters above the ground, the sunset was gone, leaving only a light yellow light circling on the horizon at the far end.
Liang Yuan took a few deep breaths, and the clear grass fragrance poured into his chest along his nose with the unique coolness of the plateau. Liang Yuan finally understood what it felt like to refresh his heart. From the sacred to the soul, it seemed to be enlightened. This body, which was entangled with various calculations and tribulations in the world, seemed to slowly crack, slowly decomposing into countless dust scattered between the green mountains and the green sea and the snow-capped peaks.
Looking at the golden red light shining in the distance and still bathing on the top of Haba Snow Mountain, a feeling of being born suddenly rose, and the whole person became as ethereal as purified. Perhaps, after staying on the plateau for a long time, people will really be reborn.
A burst of hearty laughter woke Liang Yuan from the intoxication of nature. He turned his head and saw that Ning Lei was already hugging a tall middle-aged man in a Tibetan robe and blushing face. Both sides patted each other's shoulders and laughed loudly.
"Taxi, why are you here? Are you not working in the autonomous prefecture?" Ning Lei asked.
"Basan, I heard that you are coming to Zhongdian County, how could I still stay in the autonomous prefecture? I put down the phone and left for three days. I was here the day before yesterday." The man named Taxi said with a laugh.
Basang, when did Uncle Ning have such a cool Tibetan name? Liang Yuan’s gossip aroused his desire to gossip and slipped over curiously.
Liang Yuan had just sneaked out of Ning Lei's side, but Ning Lei grabbed him and pulled him to the man named Taxi and said, "This is my half son. His father has the same relationship with us. He rolled through a trench on Zhenbao Island on the border. It was my old squad leader. I owe him a life."
"Xiaoyuan, this one should be called Uncle Zhaxi, Uncle Ning's comrade-in-arms during the Laoshan Round War." Ning Lei said.
Liang Yuan has always respected the veteran who has experienced the rain of bullets and bullets. He straightened his back and said honestly, "Hello Uncle Taxi."
"Okay, I'm still so energetic after going to the plateau. I will definitely be a good guy in the future." Taxi laughed haha and patted Liang Yuan's shoulder intimately.
Liang Yuan was photographed and shot in the wild, and he couldn't breathe. His eyes were fat, and his fingers were like a rolling pin. He thought in wondering, seeing that the special forces soldier who said that the palm was a single palm was broken into big rocks, and he didn't look like he was holding a flying lever, so why did he get along with Uncle Ning?
Liang Yuan could not have imagined that Ning Lei did some ridiculous things when he was young. Ning Lei was originally an infantryman and became a monk in the air force. After the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam in 1979, two regiments of the Third Air Division were drawn to the front line. However, the Vietnamese Air Force and air defense forces were first-class in the world at that time. The American bombing not only did not destroy the fighting will of the Vietnamese military and civilians, but instead made the Ho Chi Minh Trail famous all over the world. After the war, the once invincible US Navy, Air Force, and Marine Corps lost more than 2,000 single fixed-wing aircraft.
Although half of these achievements are the results of the Chinese aid forces in Vietnam, the strength of the Vietnamese themselves cannot be underestimated. Moreover, the high mountains and dense forests of the two mountains are not suitable for air force to support the ground. At that time, the Republic Air Force at that time had no precise means of attacking the ground except for machine guns and free-fall bombs.
Under various constraints, during the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam and the two mountains, the Chinese Air Force only cruised near the border line and did not cooperate with the ground forces to attack or defend. In order to avoid the danger of destruction of the country due to the expansion of the war, Vietnam did not dispatch air forces in the two mountains. Under the tacit understanding of the two sides, Ning Lei's front-line trip was completely slaughtered and cruised in the two mountains for more than a year. Seeing that the rotation period of the troops was approaching, Ning Lei, who was itchy, simply asked for leave to go back to Peking to visit relatives, but privately put on a military uniform, and started his old business and sneaked into the army's attacking troops...
Not to mention how Ning Jianzhong was furious and all kinds of chaos afterwards, the friendship between Ning Lei and Tsaxi was formed at that time. If there were no such episode, Ning Lei would have become a division-level cadre. He looked at the qualifications of the head of the Chinese army. After twenty years of being in the army, he had been on the battlefield twice and was still a regiment-level cadre, and he was only a handful of people in the entire army.
While speaking, Liang Haiping, who was shaking, also came over. Zhaxi looked at Liang Haiping with a pale face and said, "I'm just talking to Basang. Most people who have just entered the plateau are not used to it, so it's better to take a break."
Taxi shouted after following behind him and looked at several Tibetan youths curiously at the helicopter and said, "What else do you want to see? Go and help the customers move things quickly, be careful and listen to the customers' commands honestly. Do you remember?"
The young men responded with a loud promise and ran towards the helicopter excitedly. Liang Yuan saw that Zhang Kaigang and the crew were both weak and pale, afraid of accidents, so he rushed everyone with strong altitude sickness to rest. He commanded the Tibetan youth to transport the shooting equipment and equipment off the plane and move it into the room.
It was already night before Liang Yuan saw the door sign with the five-pointed star house and realized that the large courtyard where the helicopter landed was the location of the Zhongdian County Government.
After asking Liang Haiping and the crew, Zhaxi arranged for the canteen to make a lot of millet porridge in a pressure cooker, and combined the yak jerky to deliver it to everyone who was lying in the room to rest. Then he took Ning Lei and Liang Yuan, who was jumping around, to come to the government's canteen to welcome Ning Lei.
A large round table of eight people was filled with foods such as barley wine, butter tea, yak meat and other foods full of Tibetan characteristics. Zhaxi, Ning Lei, Liang Yuan and local parents were just sitting on a table. The dinner was filled with Tibetan etiquette and style. When the owner toasted, Liang Yuan also used a little barley wine to sprinkle it in the air with a little bit of barley wine, which made Ning Lei amazed, and he didn't know how Liang Yuan knew about this Tibetan etiquette that few people knew.
After eating and drinking, Taxi sent away the local parents' officials, found a small table in the corner of the public canteen, and placed a few white porcelain bowls filled with butter tea. Taxi asked about Ning Lei's purpose in Zhongdian County.
"Taxi, I came with the crew, mainly to coordinate with the crew to direct the helicopter." Ning Lei said.
"It's the first time I saw us filming here. Where will the film be played after it is finished?" Taxi asked curiously.
"This movie is likely to be broadcast abroad in the future." Ning Lei said.
"Basan, is it because the country wants to give us some new policies?" Taxi asked excitedly.
"Uh..." Ning Lei was almost stopped when he heard Taxi ask about the policy, and thought for a while and said, "I haven't heard of the new policy or something, but Taxi, the policy will sooner or later, and the country will not turn a blind eye to the difficulties of the autonomous prefectures."
In the 1980s, many people in China could not even have enough food and clothing, and a considerable number of people were still in extreme poverty.
"How are you doing over the years? You can't find your person even if you call you. People in the unit always say that you are out of your business." Ning Lei asked.
"Oh." Taxi sighed long and said, "Basan, I retired from the army in 1982 and took over as the commissioner of the autonomous prefecture. It took him five years to travel to the townships in the province."
"The villagers in the state are so poor. I have seen countless people with only one shack and a few yaks at home. The 17 or 18-year-old girl didn't even have clothes, and she went out to graze in rags."
"In 1985, the annual average income of the whole province was less than ten yuan, and many Tibetans had never seen ten yuan in denominations." Zhaxi shook his head, sighed and continued, "There is only one highway in the state. Fortunately, you came in by plane. If you can't get there for a month after taking the road, the dirt road in the south collapsed again. The state is organizing people to repair it."
"Take it slow." Ning Lei sighed and said, "The army has not had a good life in recent years. The country's economic transition and the central government's allocation is insufficient. We even have to make careful calculations on the number of times we go to heaven."
The two talked about their respective work difficulties, which greatly diluted the joy of reunion of comrades. They talked until after nine o'clock, and they said goodbye and left, Ning Lei took Liang Yuan back to the room to rest.
At this time, Shangri-La did not even have a legitimate guesthouse, but only had a few offices in the government compound, equipped with the upper and lower iron beds commonly used by the troops, and used them as guesthouses. Liang Yuan followed Ning Lei to borrow light and got into a double room with two single wooden beds.
After washing up, Liang Yuan leaned comfortably on the bed and ate snacks with the sauce yak meat he got from the cafeteria.
Ning Lei saw Liang Yuan's lazy and comfortable look and said with a smile: "You ate most of the plate of beef in the evening, but before leaving, he came back again. Uncle Ning's face was about to be thrown away by you."
"Uncle Ning, you don't know the benefits of this thing. The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is known as the third pole of the earth. The biological communities here are very unique..." Liang Yuan talked a lot about the benefits of yak meat from his previous life from the Internet.
"Uncle Ning, if the pilot needs to replenish energy during a long-distance flight, yak meat is one of the best choices." Liang Yuan sighed.
Ning Lei looked at Liang Yuan with a funny look, showing off his knowledge he had learned from somewhere and said, "You are so good at saying this thing, just think of a way for Taxi, how to sell a large amount of yak meat and seek benefits for the people of Tibet."
"Uncle Ning almost forgot that Xiaoyuan is a rich man. Why don't you pay for the money to build a factory here?" Ning Lei said with a smile.
"Uncle Ning, you just heard from Uncle Tsaxi that the traffic here is too backward. The road will be repaired for one month or two months. It will be broken by transporting the yak meat out. Besides, for a large amount of yak meat, you must build a slaughterhouse or something. Building a slaughterhouse in such a paradise-like place is simply a crime."
Ning Lei also knew that transportation here was a problem. Faced with the high transportation costs, few companies could build factories here.
"It's a pity that such a good place, but it's a pity that such a beautiful scenery is buried because of traffic problems." Ning Lei sighed as he said.
Liang Yuan turned over and lay on the bed, turned his eyes and said, "Uncle Ning, I have a good way to get rich, but they have to change their names first."
"Even if it is changed to Shangri-La, there is no way to receive a large number of tourists with the conditions here." Ning Lei said.
Ning Lei had already studied the plan that Liang Yuan had handed over countless times. In addition, after so many years of traveling around and going abroad, his vision was one of the best in the entire Republic's Air Force. After a little thought, he knew very well about Liang Yuan's thoughts.
"When did I say that I was doing tourism? With this infrastructure level, it is not a tourist at all. It can be called an adventure."
"Of course, what Uncle Ning can think of is not worth exchanging money." Liang Yuan said proudly.
"Call." Ning Lei looked at Liang Yuan with a smug look and said, "Xiao Yuan quickly let Uncle Ning see what else can be sold in this place besides travel."
"Didn't I say that I have to change my name first?" Liang Yuan said with a smile.
"Uncle Ning can promise you the question of changing his name now. Tell me how to help you get rich here." Ning Lei said with a smile.
"Well, there are still some technical questions. I have to go to the United States to ask if it can be solved. In this way, Uncle Ning waits for my phone call. Anyway, I will go to the United States with my uncle the day after tomorrow. If there is no technical problem, Uncle Ning will tell Uncle Taxi about changing the name here."
"Success." Ning Lei nodded and said.
"But Uncle Ning doesn't care about your technical problems. If you can't do what you promised, you have to go back to Dongda University to attend class honestly. Your Aunt Ning will handle the remaining mess." Ning Lei said in a pun.
Chapter completed!