The three of them let the camel run, and rushed up the dune in a short while, and saw the scene behind the dune.
That is the real sand sea, and after the sand dunes are countless high and low sand dunes.
On those sand dunes, there are traces blown by the wind, like water ripples, very beautiful.
In a closer place, you can still see some drought-tolerant plants, and even poplar euphratica in a dry state, but farther away, there is only sand at all, and the end that the eyes can reach is all yellow. The sky is connected.
Cheng Zijun and Li Yiqian were very excited when they saw such a magnificent view.
The two of them were like two children, grinning and shouting strangely, quickly jumped off the camel, and sprinted down along the top of the dune to the bottom of the dune.
Sitting on a hunchback, Chen Mu looked into the distance, and was shocked in his heart. This is the power of nature, and nothing can be more spectacular than the sight in front of him.
"It's so beautiful!"
Li Yihan also rushed over, equally impressed by the scene in front of her, took out the camera and started clicking again.
On the contrary, the two Uyghurs have seen a lot of these things, and they don’t feel anything at all. The old Uighurs even said worriedly: “The desert has become bigger again. In the past, when you came here, you had to pass the village of Bazaar before it became a desert. No, now the desert has extended to here."
Chen Mu didn't know where the old desert was. After all, his map was a "new version". Hearing what the Uyghur old man said now made him a little worried. Searched the technology map.
If you don't search, you don't know. If you search, you will be shocked.
The Bazaar village mentioned by the old Uighurs is actually in the desert, in a small oasis, completely surrounded by the desert.
I checked the map before, and there were a few small villages on the edge of the desert. Chen Mu thought that the Bazaar village mentioned by the Uighur old man was one of them, so he didn’t pay attention to it specifically. Well, it seems that there is a problem with the communication within the team.
Chen Mu took advantage of the time when the three tourists were fascinated by the scene of the desert, pulled the old Uighur aside and asked, "Uncle Aizmat, there is still a long way to Bazaar Village, take them into the desert Is it a little dangerous here?"
While speaking, he pointed to the direction of one of the small villages shown on the black technology map, and said, "Uncle, I remember that there seems to be a village in that direction. Why don't we go there tonight?"
The Uighur old man glanced in that direction, and after thinking for a while, he said, "That's Deyi Village, a village of Baoan people. I don't have a good relationship with their village chief, so I'm afraid we won't be welcomed."
Chen Mu didn't expect this to happen, so he couldn't help being startled.
In the area of Bahe Town, there are many ethnic minorities living, and the Uighurs and Baoan people are the majority.
Although the Uighurs and the Baoan people both believe in a trace of blue, there are still many differences between them due to the differences in customs and cultures.
Take eating as an example. Uighurs like to eat naan, barbecue and pilaf, which have remained unchanged for thousands of years, very similar to those in Arab countries.
The Baoan people like to eat pasta, all kinds of fried pastries and noodle shops, which are quite famous.
The Baoan people also eat meat, but most of the meat they eat is livestock and poultry slaughtered by Musilin, and they do not eat animal blood products and pork.
People of the two ethnic groups live in peace separately, but because of their different living habits, they seldom live together.
There is no other way but to enter the desert.
The itinerary was completely inconsistent with Chen Mu's preset, but at this point, he could only move forward on the scalp.
The tourists didn't realize it, and they were very excited when they heard that they were going directly into the desert.
Fortunately, Bazaar Village is within the scope of the black technology map, and Chen Mu is not worried about getting lost in the sand sea.
Riding a camel in the desert, everyone automatically turned on the Arab sheikh mode, wrapping their faces and necks tightly with scarves.
The tourists held up their mobile phones and cameras and started to take pictures. They were very active. They would be excited for a long time when they saw a lizard or a Haloxylon tree.
The old Uyghur man was riding a donkey and was not walking fast. Chen Mu approached and asked curiously, "Uncle, the people in Baza Village are surrounded by the desert, why don't they move out?"
The old Uighur said: "As long as there is water in the well, no one is willing to leave."
Chen Mu could only sigh lightly and stopped talking.
No matter how bad the environment is, it's still home, so I don't want to leave.
Chen Mu looked at the map, and the underground waterway connecting Baza Village is still unobstructed, so they probably can survive.
As I was walking, I suddenly saw a place with several Haloxylon trees growing in front of me, and a dusty figure was buried in the sand, digging for something.
The first person to notice was Li Yihan, she pointed at the figure excitedly and said softly: "Look, look, there is a dirt dog over there."
Cheng Zijun glanced at it and got excited, and said, "What kind of dirt dog? It's obviously a lynx in the desert. It looks quite fat."
Li Yiqian said: "Why do you feel like a pig?"
Chen Mu glanced at it, and said angrily, "That's a person."
"ah?"
The three tourists all expressed surprise, and it was really hard to see that they were individuals.
Chen Mu pointed at the man and said, "Don't look at their disheveled looks, we call them soil mice. They usually wander around looking for and digging those precious plants, which can make money."
There is such a thing
The three tourists were even more surprised.
Because Chen Mu had met a few local rats at the gas station, he knew a little about the native rats, so he seized the opportunity to show off his talent and educate the three tourists about the origin of the native rats.
Soil mice are actually similar to the ginseng collectors in Changbai Mountain in the past, except that they collected wild ginseng in Daxue Mountain, and they dug medicinal materials in the desert.
In recent years, due to the random digging and piracy of soil rats, many precious species are on the verge of extinction, so the government strictly prohibits and cracks down on them.
Of course, this matter has been banned for a while, because driven by interests, local rats still exist, many of them are locals, but they are becoming fewer and fewer.
The three tourists were dubious, but when they got closer, they realized that it was really a person, this guy was digging in the sand with his butt up in the air.
Hearing the sound, the man sat up. He had a short crew cut and was short in stature. At this moment, his head and face were covered with dust. If one didn't look carefully, he really looked like an animal living in a hole in the desert.
"Hey buddy, did you find something good?"
Chen Mu waved his hand and greeted him proactively.
When the man saw the group of people, he immediately relaxed and smiled, showing his white teeth: "I found Cistanche."
Judging by the accent, he is a Uighur, and he is not very old.
Chen Mu smiled and asked, "How much?"
"That's a lot, it's five yuan!"
The man laughed again, and held up a piece of cistanche that had just been dug out, without even patting the soil, and just showed it to Chen Mu.
Cheng Zijun looked at the dusty thing, and asked Chen Mu curiously: "What's the use of this thing? How much money can you earn by digging it out?"
"Wild cistanche is less than two thousand pounds on the market. As for the function..."
Chen Mu took a look at Li Yihan before uttering two words softly: "Aphrodisiac."
"Oh~~~~~~"
Both Cheng Zijun and Li Yiqian understood, and when they looked at the dusty medicine, their eyes immediately brightened a lot.
Li Yihan also understood, said "bad guys", and drove the camel forward, trying to keep a distance from the three bad guys.