The cleverness of Gu Laosan lies in the fact that the way he persuades his family members is never confrontation. Instead, he uses Gu Lang-style nonsense to lower the IQ of his family members to the same level as his own, and then uses his rich experience in sand sculpture to convince the other party.
It was the same when I went to Tanzania, when I went to Hulunbuir, and it was the same when I went to Tibet this time.
Grandma's idea is very simple. If someone drives there, he will probably experience altitude sickness before he even reaches the plateau. If he knows he is uncomfortable, he will come back obediently without anyone's persuasion.
Unfortunately, grandma never thought that if Gu Laosan really had altitude sickness, he would just lie down and die. How could he come back
This time, Gu Laosan made more preparations than any other time. Of course, I also felt that after being influenced by Wang An, the "great god", my knowledge of outdoor knowledge has changed a lot. So in addition to preparation, I also had more confidence this time than before.
Taking into account the climatic conditions on the plateau, in addition to the usual camping tents and sleeping bags, someone also prepared a moisture-proof air cushion, down jackets and pants, and a cold-proof hat in the tent bag on the roof of the Wrangler.
Other equipment also filled the space in the trunk, including but not limited to a squeeze-type outdoor water purifier, a waterproof jacket set, hiking shoes, glow sticks, flashlights, binoculars, waterproof bags, trekking poles, a multi-functional Swiss Army knife, etc.
Of course, these equipments were actually quite normal, they were all regular outdoor equipments, and they were still within Wang Ping's acceptable range. But what someone brought next was a bit too much.
In addition to the conventional equipment, what do other people use when crossing the Qiangtang No Man's Land? GPS navigation, various compressed foods and nutritional supplements.
And what about Gu Laosan? He brought a full set of outdoor cooking equipment, including a multi-purpose stove set and a matching small gas tank, a telescopic campfire rack, a chain-type marching pot, and stainless steel bowls, chopsticks, knives and forks. It felt like he was going out for a picnic.
What bothered a certain badger the most was that this bastard also brought a pair of ice picks and a portable chamber pot, which made him speechless the most.
As a result, there was no room in the trunk, and in the end even the back seat used by a badger to sleep was occupied.
Wang Ping didn't care. He hid his tablet in the drawer under the dashboard and squatted in the front seat with his small backpack containing his clothes. After returning from Daxing'anling, a certain badger had decided that he would never sleep in the car as long as Gu Laosan was driving.
After bidding farewell to his grandmother who had given him many instructions and his reluctant dog, Gu Lang set off again with Wang Ping, and their first destination was Lhasa.
The whole journey from Hangzhou to Lhasa is 4,080.7 kilometers, not counting the fuel cost, and the road and bridge fees alone are nearly 1,500 RMB. If it weren't for the fact that this time he was not here for tourism but to drive through the Qiangtang, Gu Laosan would never have sought this excitement, and it would have been much more comfortable to come by plane.
Ding Ding, the first person to cross the Qiangtang River, said in an interview that before a long-distance crossing, the first thing to do is to plan a route based on your own characteristics. After all, you are entering an unfamiliar area, and it is important to understand the environment and local customs.
When he crossed the Qiangtang River, he chose the route from south to north, from Shuanghu to Mangya. Further north of Mangya Town is the legendary Lop Nur.
Unfortunately, Gu Laosan didn't have time to learn how to plan a route. He endured for several days and put on the oxygen tank on the first day of entering the plateau. When they arrived in Lhasa, someone took Wang Ping to the hotel and groaned and didn't go out.
Wang Ping couldn't say whether this was altitude sickness, but it was true that someone was suffering from vomiting and diarrhea due to acclimatization.
Although he was concerned about his teammates' mission and safety, he couldn't just ignore Gu Lao San. Badger could only pray silently that Jacob, the dead ghost, would bless his teammates with everything going well.
At the same time, in Shigatse, 200 kilometers southwest of Lhasa.
Luke walked out of a store selling mining equipment carrying a canvas bag, looked around, pulled up his hood, crossed the street and walked towards the hotel across the street.
In the alley across the street, on the second floor of a hotel called Shenhu Hotel, an Asian-looking man was observing Luke through a window.
"Oh, it's not as difficult as I imagined! It seems that the captain is doing well." Putting down the telescope in his hand, the man turned around and smiled.
Behind him, three people were sitting around a double bed, playing poker out of boredom. A blonde girl with blue eyes and a ponytail had notes stuck all over her face. Next to her, a blonde mixed-race girl with an Asian face was frowning as she looked at the cards in her hand.
Opposite the two girls, a black guy without any notes on his face was looking at them smugly. He only had three cards left in his hand.
"Hey, hey! Can you guys stop being so engrossed? I'm talking to you! Isn't this too embarrassing?" The Asian man who spoke first shouted in dissatisfaction.
"Yo? What do you want to tell us, Mr. Xi?" Upon hearing this, the black guy turned around and raised his eyebrows at the man who was speaking.
"How many times have I told you! You can call me Park, or call me the vice-captain!" The man said unhappily, then pulled over a chair and sat next to Anna, looking at the cards in her hand: "Oh, you should play this one!"
The mixed-race girl turned her head and gave him a cold look, frowned and said, "Go away! Don't get so close to me!"
"Ha, you're being disliked!" the girl sitting on the other side laughed.
"Okay, okay!" The man didn't look embarrassed at all. He stood up and pulled up a chair to the other side. He smiled at the laughing girl and said, "Sama, let me help you!"
"What? You want to fight three against one?" The black guy on the other side sneered: "I grew up in Vegas!"
“Boom boom boom!”
There was a knock on the door. Seeing that the people sitting on the bed had no intention of getting up, the man who had just sat down stood up with a pout, walked to the door, looked through the peephole, and then opened the door.
"You're back Luke." The man greeted.
Luke nodded and raised his hand to take off his hood. At this time, everyone in the room stood up and gathered around.
"Have you brought the equipment?" Anna asked.
"I brought them!" Luke nodded, walked to the bed, put down the canvas bag, and took out 5 sabers of different shapes and several hard plastic boxes from it.
"Whoa! Are you kidding me?" The black guy screamed, staring at the thing on the bed with exaggerated eyes, and shouted: "What the hell is this? Do you expect us to use this to fight those fully armed poachers?"
"Ilu!" Anna snorted coldly, "Keep your voice down!"
"Don't ask for too much!" Luke rolled his eyes and said helplessly, "This is China. Do you know how much effort I put into this little thing?"
"Ok ok!" The black guy called Ilu raised his hands in surrender, then took out a box. He was stunned as soon as he opened it. He took out a glittering silver slingshot and angrily said, "Fuck! Has your conscience been eaten by a dog? What the hell is this?"
At this moment, even Anna started to roll her eyes and looked at Luke with an unhappy expression.
"Captain, are we here to complete a mission or to have fun?"