"How is it?" Chen Wan'an asked Lin Qingchen.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" This is something Chen Wan'an is more worried about. After all, Lin Qingchen has a criminal record of hyperventilation.

Lin Qingchen smiled and shook his head, giving Chen Wan'an a reassuring expression.

I carried medicine all the way, and I drove over step by step.

It feels okay.

Chen Wan'an nodded and began to take Lin Qingchen and Gu Naier to find a place to live.

Chen Wan'an is really sorry when talking about this place where he lives.

After all, when I first came out of Dali, a fan of my own contacted me and said that he invited Chen Wan'an to try it out.

Chen Wan'an also contacted others.

The location is in Lhasa.

The inn owner's online name is Galaxy Bullshit.

And Chen Wan'an did go towards Lhasa at the beginning.

It's just that the end point has not been reached.

This time, Chen Wan'an finally came to Lhasa with a sorry that he had been away for half a year.

Standing on the land of Lhasa.

Of course, I have to contact my original boss.

After all, if you have a familiar person in Lhasa, you will really avoid many troubles.

According to the positioning, Chen Wan'an and Lin Qingchen Gu Naier were also found soon.

"We won't go anywhere today, rest and repair. We will visit other places tomorrow, including the Potala Palace you are going to. I have to observe how high the three of us are." Chen Wan'an said very seriously.

After all, it seems like the last incident, Chen Wan'an really never wants to happen again.

Lin Qingchen's time really scared Chen Wan'an.

...

When Chen Wan'an saw the bully of the inn owner, she couldn't help but smile.

This big brother turned out to be a big brother in Northeast China.

In other words, he is Gu Naier's fellow villager.

The eldest brother is a little burly. Although he lacks a very matching gold chain, he has an extra dark string of plates made of unknown material.

"Welcome to you, I've been waiting for me for more than half a year! Oh, these two are familiar with each other! Come in quickly!" The bully brother smiled and invited Chen Wan'an and others into the room.

It can be seen that this is really an old fan of Chen Wan'an.

Familiar with Chen Wan'an, and Gu Naier and Lin Qingchen.

"I said, brother, we haven't eaten yet. Do you have any good recommendations, just those special snacks or something?" Chen Wan'an asked.

"Sweet tea! It's all over the ground!" said the bully with a smile.

...

I still remember... Someone told Chen Wan'an that Lhasa is like a fake tourist city, with no crowded snack streets, and no internet celebrity shops that line up for half an hour.

It’s hard to find food, and there’s nothing to be able to find delicious food. It’s really too young too native.

Lhasa, southeast, northwest, Sichuan cuisine, Tibetan food, hot pot, skewers, hand-catch, white strips, seafood, mountain delicacies, only you can't imagine, nothing you can't eat.

It's just a small sweet tea, Chen Wan'an will drink it in 365 days.

Sweet tea in snow areas is usually mixed with tea made from brick tea and milk powder, and then some white sugar is added.

It tastes similar to milk tea.

Drinking sweet tea was not invented by the Tibetan people. The Tibetans' breakfast mainly consists of tsampa and butter tea; some people say it is the petty bourgeois interest left by the British when they invaded the snowy area.

Some people also say that it is a life tradition that has been passed down from India and Nepal.

Nepal and India have the habit of drinking masalatea.

A whole bowl of hidden noodles and a cup of sweet tea is life in the snow

You can definitely find a sweet teahouse within 200 meters of your living place.

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Don't be afraid of houses that look airtight because of thick door curtains, small windows.

If you are sitting along the street with rows of locals, don’t miss it. Find a seat and rush to sit down.

Come with a bowl of hidden noodles, a pancake, and two pounds of sweet tea.

This may be enjoyment.

"Of course, if you go to Zhaji Temple, don't miss the beef pancakes at Wangzhen Teahouse on the east side of the Holy City Garden... In the yard, the sun is warm, drink a cup of sweet tea, and sauté a bowl of hidden noodles... The soup made from yak bones is decorated with a few green chopped green onions, and the beef pancakes that just fried, take a bite, and the crispy sound is full of fragrance." Chen Wan'an, who was described by the bully, felt that he was about to drain the water.

Speaking of sweet tea, it is really something you can't miss in the snow.

"There is also the Guangming Teahouse that has long been famous. Old Guangming is in the alley, and New Guangming is on Danjielin Road... The Guangming that everyone talks about is usually this one. From the earliest 60 cents to a cup of sweet tea, people come and go, and there are endless people coming and going... Let's share a long table together. A Jia, who pours tea, shuttles through the long table, listening to the locals in unfluent Mandarin, asking where you come from. This should be the first time that many people have had in-depth contact with Lhasa!" The bully brother seemed to be recalling his story.

"Also, the Gangji Teahouse at the security checkpoint of the Jokhang Temple is simply the best viewing point of Jokhang Temple! The stairs are a bit steep, and the stairs are a little dark, except for these, there seems to be no complaints... On the side, opposite is the Jokhang Temple. The clouds in the sky have been changing, and the Jokhang Temple under the sun have been shining brightly." The bully introduced several sweet tea shops not far away.

"Of course, you have two sisters, so, in terms of style, the teahouse on the roof of the Rasa building next to Maggie Ami is really the best in Lhasa, not all teahouses, it is considered a comprehensive restaurant. It has Western and Chinese food, as well as ice cream and snacks, the seats are spacious sofas and parasols. You can see the Potala Palace not far away, and many people can't even find the door to the upstairs. The consumption is slightly higher, but taking photos is really a good place to look." The bully brother looked at Gu Naier and Lin Qingchen.

I know this is Chen Wan'an's royal model along the way, so I should like to take photos.

Of course these two people like to take photos.

But I like Chen Wan'an's photos.

"By the way, there is also the Magpie Bridge, which is the gathering place for Lao Lapiao. There are many locals drinking tourists in the house on the second floor. When ordering, the boss is very traditional to handwritten lists, and it is in Tibetan. If you accidentally break into the third floor, you will find that everyone above seems to know each other. Everyone is carrying a pot of tea, sitting on a stool that is about to fall apart, basking in the sun." The bully brother seemed very familiar with everything around here.

Speaking of this, the bully brother couldn't help but sigh: "The first time I drank sweet tea, I came to the snow area alone. In the teahouse, everything was fresh. The sweet tea cost 60 cents a cup was filled with it. After drinking it, someone was standing in front of me, as if he had met through time and distance."

Chen Wan'an smiled.

It seemed as if all these silhouettes of time also happened in front of you.

Sure enough, Lhasa looked the same as he was thinking about it in his heart.

A lazy person seemed to solidify time.
Chapter completed!