"Coward!"
Li Ting looked scornfully at the middle-aged man sitting beside him, whose rough hands had been moving on his thighs.
Had it not been for him to pay for dinner and accommodation, Li Ting would have dumped the middle-aged man.
Looking so ugly, age is still so big, think about his pressure on himself, Li Ting all want to vomit.
If you let people who know you see this scene.
They would never believe that a beautiful schoolgirl like themselves would be taken advantage of by such a man.
The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable and aggrieved she felt.
Now Li Ting hates the woman who wrote chicken soup.
If I hadn't read her chicken soup article, how could I have come here to travel in poverty? How could I have suffered such a crime.
All this is the result of that chicken soup article.
What is a spiritual washing?
What makes a young man of literature and art enviable?
It's all deceitful!
The more you think, the more ruthless you are!
However, Li Ting hasn't lost her mind yet. Being reminded by the middle-aged man, she looks at Ye Guangrong's strong and burly body and doesn't dare to disperse her anger on them.
This man is so strong. If she gets angry and beats herself, Li Ting is afraid.
Now Li Ting wants to go home.
……
Ye Rongrong and Liu Qingqing just sat down at the table when a young waitress in Tibetan clothes came over with a menu: "you two, please order!"
Ye Rongrong took over the menu, which was written in two languages, one in Tibetan and the other in Chinese.
Although there are many ethnic groups and thousands of local languages in China, there are few languages of their own that have been handed down since ancient times. Tibetan is one of the few.
"Honey, shall we order some local specialties?"
Liu Qingqing suggested.
Since I have come to the Western Tibetan Plateau, I naturally want to taste the local specialties here. Otherwise, I would like to come here in vain.
"Good!"
Ye Guangrong nodded and said.
"We'll have two pieces of mutton soup, a plate of steamed bread made of highland barley flour, a white sausage, a Xiangzhai, an air dried mutton, a large plate of chicken, and..."
"Husband, that's enough. Too much food is wasted."
See ye Rongrong also want to order a few dishes, Liu Qingqing said in a hurry.
Although there is no lack of money in my family now, I can't be extravagant and wasteful!
"Well, let's start with these. If it's not enough, we'll order more!"
Ye Guangrong nodded, handed the menu to the waitress and said.
The main reason is that ye Rongrong doesn't know how much the dishes in this hotel are. After all, the dishes are different in every hotel.
Some restaurants have large dishes, others have small dishes, and of course, some high-end hotels have large dishes and small dishes.
"Yes, just a moment, please!"
The waitress said and left with the menu.
The serving speed of this restaurant is very fast. After a while, the waitress brought two bowls of mutton soup.
The soup is full of intestines, stomach, liver and lung. Scallion and coriander are floating on the milky white soup. It is not fishy and has a strong taste. It makes people move their fingers when they smell it.
"It's delicious."
After drinking the soup, Liu Qingqing nodded and said.
Most of these days are in the car in the past, eat things are snacks, rarely eat in a restaurant.
The main reason is that Xiping, Tibet, is a place with a large population and few people. Sometimes it's very difficult to find a restaurant to eat when you drive for seven or eight hours and are still in no man's land.
Only when we get to a place like town where people gather, can we have a hotel.
This is not easy to drink a bowl of hot mutton soup, Liu Qingqing feel particularly delicious.
"This mutton soup will taste better with highland barley steamed bread."
Ye Guangrong said with a smile.
On the Western Tibetan Plateau, many foreign tourists like yangza soup with highland barley steamed bread for breakfast.
In fact, the highland barley steamed bread is the same as the yangza soup, which has been prepared in the hotel for a long time. As long as it is heated, the steamed bread made of highland barley noodles is served soon after the yangza soup is served.
Liu Qingqing picked up a highland barley steamed bread with chopsticks and took a bite. Now the steamed bread is even softer than white flour steamed bread and has a sweet taste.
Liu Qingqing's elegant food, coupled with her stunning beauty, made many men in the hotel secretly look at her straight.
Ye Rongrong naturally noticed the men's eyes on the side. Although he was a little upset, he didn't say anything.
After all, who makes his wife beautiful!
If a man can turn a blind eye to a beautiful woman, he has either physical or psychological problems.Now ye Rongrong is very hungry. He grabs a highland barley steamed bread and bites it. Let alone, the highland barley steamed bread tastes good.
It can make ye Rongrong feel good, which shows that the highland barley steamed bread is really good.
Of course, this may be ye Rongrong's first time to eat this kind of steamed bread made of highland barley flour, so he thinks it's very good. If he eats it every day like Tibetans, he will feel that the taste is just like that.
No matter how delicious the food is, if you eat too much, you will feel that the taste is general, or even very bad.
This is the same as when people go to a hotel for dinner. If they go to the hotel once or twice, they think the dishes in the hotel are delicious.
However, if you go too much, you will feel that the taste of the dishes in this hotel is not as good as once.
In fact, the real reason is not that the taste of the dishes in this hotel is not as good as before, but that the guests are tired of eating for a long time.
This is also the reason why many hotels often have to change chefs, because if the chefs change, the taste of the dishes will be different, and the guests will be retained.
"How rude!"
"This man is not worthy of that beautiful woman at all!"
"I don't know what kind of luck this man took. He could eat with such a beautiful woman."
"NIMA's, a flower on the cow dung!"
The men in other places of the restaurant muttered angrily. You can imagine the envy.
"Where are you looking? The food is all on your nose!"
Said a young woman, looking at her boyfriend discontentedly.
Since that beauty entered the hotel, her boyfriend's eyes have been peeping at her from time to time.
If it's once or twice, it's OK. After all, the other person is so beautiful. As a woman, she can't help looking more. As a man, she can't help peeking. The young woman can understand.
I'm not that kind of jealous girl.
But But he this man is now the whole person is not in the state, eyes know to see beauty, all the food to his own nose.
"Ah..."
Hearing his girlfriend's cold voice, the young man came back to himself and found that all the egg fried rice on his spoon had been sent to the wrong place and to his nose.
Almost, almost, the egg fried rice on the spoon is going to stick to my nose.
"That He's distracted, distracted! "
The young man said awkwardly.
"You think I'm blind!"
The young woman said with an unhappy look at her boyfriend.
My boyfriend peeps over there for five or six seconds in ten seconds. I really think I'm blind!
"Nana, I I'm wrong. I'm... "
Seeing that his girlfriend was angry, the young man realized the seriousness of the matter and said in a hurry.
"Hum I'll show you the color when I go back! "
The young woman named Nana didn't beat and scold her boyfriend in the restaurant.
With the imbalance of the ratio between men and women, women's status is higher and higher. Many men have no status in front of their wives or girlfriends.
……
"Your white intestines!"
Said the young waitress, carrying a basin of white intestines.
This "white sausage" is the rice cooked with sheep blood, mutton oil, mutton and seasoning after evenly stirring, and then put into the washed sheep intestine, tied with cotton thread at both ends, put into the pot to boil, boiled, cut into pieces, fried.
"This is Bai Chang. It looks strange!"
Liu Qingqing looked at the two white objects in the dish, which looked like sausages.
"It looks strange, but it tastes good."
Ye Rongrong took a piece of white sausage and chewed it in his mouth. He nodded and said.
"Husband, don't move!"
At this time, Liu Qingqing suddenly shouts Ye Guangrong.
"What's the matter?"
Ye Guangrong looks at Liu Qingqing in doubt.
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