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Cheng Zijun and the three of them were originally planning to drive on the road, but they didn't expect Chen Mu to suddenly do something like this. Since they were surprised, they found it interesting.
Riding a camel into the desert and driving into the desert are two completely different experiences.
? In contrast, of course they would rather ride a camel and experience something special.
So they quickly unloaded some things from the car and took them with them, and then happily sat on the camel's back.
Chen Mu had been observing the words and expressions of Cheng Zijun and the others. When he saw the looks and expressions of the three of them, he immediately knew that his guess was correct. The guests really liked this novel and exciting project.
He himself is a person from China, and he can more or less grasp the psychology of these people who come from big cities: those who have never played are the best.
Riding a camel or something was one of the plans he thought of last night.
In the morning, while asking the Uighur elders to go back and tell Aunt Guli to prepare food and accommodation, they also specially asked the Uighur elders to find the camel breeder in the village and bring the camels over, so that tourists can experience the feeling of "traveling" on camels.
Four camels, carrying three tourists and tour guide Chen, started on the road.
The remaining old Uyghurs and the middle-aged Uyghurs drove their camels one behind the other toward the village deep in the desert.
"Look at that side, it looks like the Gobi Desert, but it's actually the remains of an ancient village"
"Look at this side again. The terrain is low-lying. This used to be a beautiful lake"
"You can look up and see the row of small black dots directly in front of you. That is the real Gobi Desert"
Chen Mu kept talking and did his job as a tour guide with all his heart.
Although the whole process required him to rack his brains to think of words and sentences, he actually quite enjoyed the job, and it was also fresh for him.
The three tourists who were deceived by Tour Guide Chen looked left and right. They seemed to be very satisfied and their expressions of joy were palpable.
¡°On the other hand, the middle-aged Uyghur man who was leading the camel was a little stunned when he heard Chen Mu¡¯s words along the way.
When he was taking a break, while feeding the camel water and eating salt, he secretly pulled the Uyghur old man and asked in a low voice in Uyghur: "Uncle Aizimaiti, what on earth does this young man want to do? Really? Is it okay?"
"What's the matter, Gensol?"
The old Uyghur man kept walking behind and didn¡¯t hear much of what Chen Mu said.
The middle-aged Uyghur man named Jian Sol frowned with a worried look on his face. He roughly said the tour guide that Chen Mu just said, and said: "Uncle Aizimaiti, that ancient village he just mentioned. The ruins are obviously the original site of the village that was abandoned after there was no water. The beautiful lake used to be a small puddle. It became like that after it dried up. Well, there is also the real Gobi Desert. It¡¯s just the Gobi Desertthere¡¯s nothing special about it, wouldn¡¯t it be inappropriate for him to say that?¡±
After hearing what Jian Sol said, the old Uyghur man was silent for a while and said, "I trust Xiao Mu. He must have his reasons for doing this."
After a slight pause, the old Uyghur man added: "Jiansol, you have to believe Xiao Mu, he is someone even the great Mullah Alimu values."
"Huh? Really?"
Jian Sol was startled for a moment.
The old Uyghur man said with a straight face: "Of course it's true. That's what I heard from Mullah Alimu himself."
Of course Jian Sol believed what the Uighur old man said. He couldn't help but glance at Chen Mu who was still talking to Cheng Zijun and the three of them. The look in his eyes completely changed. Unconsciously, there was less doubt and more doubt. A respect.
With the slow progress of the desert boat, about an hour later, we finally saw the outline of Yakash village in the distance.
Although they walked for an hour and the journey was astonishingly slow, Cheng Zijun and the other three were not impatient at all. Instead, they were in high spirits from beginning to end. Everything they saw felt fresh, even picking up a broken stone on the ground would make them happy. Study it with interest.
Li Yihan is a person who likes to take pictures. There is an old-fashioned camera hanging on Xiong's majestic chest. It looks like it uses film. He keeps taking pictures, even the old Uighurs riding donkeys and the herdsmen. Several middle-aged Uighurs wearing camels were secretly photographed.
Seeing Li Yihan pointing the camera at him, Tour Guide Chen quickly blocked it with his hand: "Beauty, I don't want you to take secret photos like this. If my handsome face spreads, I'm afraid it will cause trouble."?Social panic, please be cautious. "
Li Yihan heard what Chen Mu said was funny and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Hurry up and put your hands down. This photo of yours is a private collection of this lady and will never be leaked."
"That's even worse."
Chen Mu said nonsense in a serious tone: "I am a handsome guy with a calm heart. I refuse to enter any girl's collection of photo albums."
"Bah, you said that and I insisted on taking the photo. If you want the photo to look better or worse, it's up to you."
After saying that, Li Yihan clicked the shutter several times.
Chen Mu was no longer reserved. He quickly put down his hands and made a vulgar pose like two scissor hands. He walked into the camera charmingly: "That's all. If you are so insistent, then I will have no choice but to bring disaster to the country and the people."
Li Yihan laughed again, the laughter was clear and sweet.
The group of people entered the village of Yakash. People in the village came out from all corners of the village and looked at them curiously, especially the four guys riding on camels.
For them, who live in the desert all year round, camels are usually used to carry goods. They are reluctant to use camels to carry people. Now they are watching three tourists and tour guide Chen riding on the backs of tall camels, enjoying themselves. Along the way, the villagers couldn't help but feel like they were looking at a prodigal son.
The three tourists and Tour Guide Chen did not have the consciousness of "I am a prodigal son". They looked at the gazes of the villagers and either nodded and smiled, or waved and frequently expressed friendship.
Tour guide Chen was even brazen at this moment: "Uyghurs are the most hospitable people. Look at them. When they knew we were coming as guests, they all put down their work and came out to greet us. Can you feel their enthusiasm, fellow tour members?" ?¡±
Cheng Zijun immediately nodded and sighed: "The people here are so simple!"
Li Yiqian commented from the perspective of a high-ranking person: "Compared with big cities, everything here is still very backward, but because of this backwardness, the people living here are not polluted by the secular world. It is not easy!"
As an amateur photographer, Li Yihan certainly does not rely on her mouth to express her emotions. The shutter in her hand is her comment button, and the "click click" sound represents her attitude.
The villagers looked at these guys in confusion, whispering to each other from time to time, and they all wanted to know what these prodigal sons were doing. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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