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    "Pay the bill, please reply." Qiao Feng looked at the Tibetan boss, looking a little embarrassed.  He cleared his throat and said tentatively: "AhNahNagaNo, no, NiNaga" Listening to Qiao Feng holding it in for a long time, he didn't even say "I"  Not quite sure, the Tibetan man chuckled and said: "Wrong wave, don't get it, everyone has their own permission (hello, my friend, you are welcome). I understand Chinese, look at my Chinese speaking  How is it?" Lin Huiyang covered his mouth and smiled.  At a glance, it was clear that he just wanted to see Qiao Feng make a fool of himself by pretending not to speak at all.  Qiao Feng rubbed his face a little and asked: "How much is it? Master." "A total of twelve yuan. My young friends, are you students? Did the two children have fun when they came to Lhasa?" Lin  Huiyang took a sip of the warm butter tea, without even wiping it on his lips. He blinked and shouted, "We just got off the plane this morning! Master, your butter tea is so delicious! It's so warm!" "Oh? That's it then.  Have another bowl! I¡¯ll treat you to a drink, please drink more!¡± When this gentleman heard Lin Huiyang¡¯s praise, his face lit up with a smile!  After saying that, he poured two more bowls and handed them over without waiting for Qiao Feng and Lin Huiyang to express their opinions.  Seeing how polite the master was, Qiao Feng could only take it and put it to his mouth.  The warm butter tea touches your mouth and enters your lips.  After drinking a bowl, Qiao Feng suddenly felt that this rich and unique tea was really good.  When it goes into your mouth, it doesn't feel like a drink.  On the contrary, it seemed like eating it.  After drinking a bowl of tea, I feel like I just had a delicious meal.  The whole belly seemed warm.  Raising my hand, squeezing it, and then lifting my leg, the tiredness I felt from yesterday to now seems to have been relieved a lot!  Even breathing became much easier.  "This tea is really delicious." Qiao Feng clenched his fists and nodded.  When the shop owner heard Qiao Feng¡¯s simple compliment, he smiled from ear to ear.  He simply changed two large bowls and poured another large bowl for each of them.  He looked hopeful that the two of them would continue drinking.  The two of them drank three more bowls until they could no longer drink any more. They felt like their mouths were filled with the aroma of ghee before they stopped.  Lin Huiyang saw that Qiao Feng's condition had really improved a lot, so he nodded and said to the shop owner: "Grandpa, are there any interesting places in Lhasa? We just got off the plane and want to find one first.  Let¡¯s take a walk around the place.¡± The old man packed two more pieces of beef and mutton jerky and handed them to this cute ¡°little girl.¡±  He raised his finger and said: "Well, then I recommend you to go shopping in Balang Street. It can be said to be our shopping street. There are many Han people like you there. But remember, although it is lively there,  They are also meant to prey on you Han people. Remember, you must learn to bargain when you find something you like. Otherwise, you will be the one who suffers! Also, don¡¯t buy anything like Tibetan medicine!¡±  Lin Huiyang really knew how to please others. After thanking the old man sweetly, he took Qiao Feng's arm. The two of them looked affectionate and walked towards Balang Street.  go.  Balang Street located in Chengguan District of Lhasa is indeed a very lively place.  Once you enter here.  You can immediately feel the lively atmosphere here.  Many people in various costumes came and went in groups on this street, which did not appear to be very wide.  The surrounding buildings are also different from the common high-cement buildings seen before, but Central Asian buildings showing a bit of Hungarian style.  These exotic buildings completely surround the entire Balang Street.  In front of these buildings are rows of shops, with many various decorations, gadgets and other things on them.  When he came here, Lin Huiyang was so happy that he almost jumped up.  He pulled Qiao Feng and squeezed directly into a crowded place. When he saw a crowd in front of a store, he rushed towards that store.  There are all kinds of cries everywhere along the way. Although there are many Chinese, there are also some Tibetan, Indian and Arabic mixed in.  Some Central Asians who don't look like Chinese stop when they meet some vendors, and those vendors will immediately switch to other languages ??to communicate.  Qiao Feng had to sigh that at this border between countries, exchanges were actually very frequent.  "Ah! Fu Fu, Murong Fu! What are you looking at? Come here! I want to buy this hairpin at this stall. It looks so charming!" Qiao Feng responded and headed towards the stall where Lin Huiyang was squatting.  Walked over.  &nbspThe owner of the stall is a dark-skinned Central Asian with a veil on his head, about thirty years old. It is not clear whether he is Tibetan or Indian.  When he saw the business coming to his door, he immediately opened his mouth with a smile on his face, and a slightly unfamiliar Chinese came out of his mouth - "Oh! Two lovely friends. Welcome! Come, come to me  Take a look here, everything I have here is a treasure full of mysterious power! May Allah bless you. If you buy some, you will be able to avoid disasters and receive blessings from Allah!¡± Qiao Feng ignored the boss and saw  The hairpin that Lin Huiyang was interested in seemed to be made of wood. He picked it up, twisted his long hair up slightly, and gently inserted the hairpin into it.  For a time, the wooden hairpin full of quaint Tibetan flavor transformed Lin Huiyang's original aura of a young modern urban girl into an ancient and ethereal myth full of mystery.  Lin Huiyang adjusted the hairpin on his head, picked up a small bronze mirror and looked at himself, smiled, turned to Qiao Feng and said, "How is it? Does it look good?" Qiao Feng was stunned.  , quickly came to his senses.  When Lin Huiyang saw that Qiao Feng was no longer looking at him, he couldn't help but show a little dissatisfaction.  He stretched out his hand to pull Qiao Feng and said coquettishly: "Fufu, is he good-looking? I can't see clearly myself. Tell me, tell me~~~!" He is very cute although it cannot be denied,  But he is really cute!  But, he is a boy!  Although he is so cute that many real women around him are ready to die But, he is still a boy!  Qiao Feng, you must remember that he is a boy!  Your master, no matter how cute he is, he is a boy!  Male -child -Zi!!!  !  !  In order to divert his attention, Qiao Feng's eyes rotated back and forth at the stall, hoping to get something to divert his attention.  Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by something among these goods, and he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and picked up the thing.  A hidden knife?  The object, which is about the length of a dagger, seems a bit heavy in your hand.  The scabbard is covered with bronze-colored rust, and some unknown words are carved on it in Tibetan or Sanskrit.  Hold the handle of the knife made of horns, apply a little force, and slowly pull it out.  The blade exuding a warm light was pulled out, emitting a bright but not dazzling light in the sun.  Qiao Feng turned the Tibetan knife around and looked at the blade The blade was very sharp.  It's like it's just been polished and oiled.  "Oh! Little warrior, you have really good taste! This is a fine waist knife! It is the most famous Yigong Tibetan knife in the whole xi z¨¤ng! I spent a lot of effort to get this good knife. Oh my!  , I was so taken by you, so blessed by God!" Seeing Qiao Feng staring at the hidden knife, Lin Huiyang couldn't help but ask, "How much does this knife cost?" The shop owner stretched out his hand.  With one finger, he said: "One thousand yuan. This is a very noble work of art. I only gave it away for one thousand yuan because of the fate of this warrior and Allah." A handful is twenty years old.  The historical authentic Yigong Tibetan knife is worth about 80,000 to 100,000 in the market.  For Qiao Feng, who has studied weapons, once the price was revealed, he immediately understood the quality and value.  For this knife, he just thought it was novel and interesting at first, and he didn't have to buy it.  At that moment, he put the knife back into the scabbard and prepared to put it down A woman with a ponytail shouted at him hoarsely Qiao Feng was stunned, and the hand that was about to let go of the knife could not help but  The ground squeezed tightly.  He frowned and looked at the hidden knife in his hand with some confusion Why did the image of an unknown woman appear in front of his eyes just now?  The image is very blurry, and now I can hardly remember the woman¡¯s face.  The only thing I remember is her ponytail So is it an illusion?  Have you not fully recovered from your altitude sickness?  The shop owner saw that Qiao Feng was already ready to put down the knife, so he stopped introducing him.  But when he saw Qiao Feng's hand that was about to be released, he squeezed it tightly again, rolled his eyes, and immediately reached over and said softly - "Little warrior,Because it¡¯s you, I tell you because I think you are destined to Allah.  The knife in your hand now is called the dagger of the Great Heavenly King.  Nima means sun in Tibetan. In other words, this is the dagger of the Sun King.  " "Legend has it that this dagger possesses the power of the Sun King. The person who owns it can change the established destiny and reverse the past and the future.  If there is such a fate, it will fulfill your wishes, help you avoid disasters, and prevent all disasters in the past and future.  " Lin Huiyang pouted and smiled nonchalantly. But when he turned his head and looked at Qiao Feng, he found that Qiao Feng was looking at the hidden knife in his hand with a very serious expression. At that moment  , he frowned, leaned into Qiao Feng's ear and said - "Hey, you don't really believe it?  "(To be continued. (.).)
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