"We don't want this candy cake!"

Originally, ye Rongrong wanted to buy a little sugar cake to taste, but this vendor did not want to buy it.

"I've cut all the sugar cakes. You don't want them, or..."

The young man selling sugar cake waved his watermelon knife and looked at Ye Rongrong and threatened.

"Or what?"

Ye Rongrong holds the blade of the watermelon knife and looks at the young man selling sugar cake with a relaxed face.

"You Don't you want it? "

Seeing ye Rongrong grasp the edge of his watermelon knife directly with his hand can scare the young man who sells sugar cake.

You know, the watermelon knife on this side of his hand has been sharp.

The man even grasped the blade of the watermelon knife with his hand. Didn't he need the palm of his hand.

"You haven't told me yet, or what?"

Ye Rongrong's left hand was not idle. He pinched the watermelon knife with a little force, and it was so easy for ye Rongrong to pinch it off.

"Ah..."

Looking at the watermelon knife on his hand in front of his eyes, it was pinched and broken, and the young man selling sugar cake was scared.

What the hell!

How can this man's palm be harder than this watermelon knife?

It's so easy to break the watermelon knife, and the palm is still intact.

What if I pinch my neck?

Think about it, young men who sell sugar cakes sweat on their foreheads.

"I I won't sell it! "

The young men who sell sugar cakes all have some trembling voices.

This is scared by Ye Guangrong.

It is reasonable to say that those who dare to do such business are a group of ruthless people, as is the young man who sells sugar cakes.

If it is normal, the young man who sells sugar cakes will not be frightened.

After all, this sugar cake seller is not a lonely family who set up a stall here to sell sugar cakes, but a group of people organized a group to sell sugar cakes.

If anyone dares not to buy the cut sugar cake and wants to do it, these people will come to help.

Even those who have some Kung Fu will admit it when they are besieged by so many people.

But now the situation is that what happened in front of me is too weird and frightening.

Just pinch the sharp watermelon knife in half!

This kind of plot is only occasionally seen in martial arts TV series. Those are either made with computer special effects or with special props.

And the watermelon knife used in his hand, the young man selling sugar cake can be very sure that this is a sharp fruit knife.

This makes the young man who sells sugar cakes have to admit it.

After all, it's terrible for a man who can pinch such a sharp watermelon knife and keep his palm intact. The young man who sells sugar cakes doesn't think he has to offend such a terrible man for two hundred yuan.

"Honesty is important in business. If you do business like this, sooner or later, you will lose your life!"

Ye Rongrong looked at the young man who sold sugar cake and said.

Without waiting for the young man to speak, ye Rongrong took Liu Qingqing by the hand and left.

Just now, ye Rongrong looked at the young man's face. His face turned black and there was a disaster of blood.

It's true that if you do anything unjust, you will die!

What ye Guangrong can do is to show him a way to live. As for whether he can listen to it, ye Guangrong has no control over it.

After leaving bakuo street, ye Rongrong continued to drive to the national highway on the Tibetan Plateau.

Driving on the road, the vast and magnificent prairie is endless on both sides of the road. In early summer, the deep and shallow grass is also green, rolling on the grass.

There are hills on all sides. The flat ground is green, and the hills are green too. When the sheep go up the hills, they come down again. Wherever they go, it's like embroidering big white flowers on the boundless green carpet.

This beautiful scenery is both amazing and comfortable.

A gust of wind, a large area of green grass was blown like ripples.

This reminds Ye Guangrong of an ancient poem: "chilechuan, under the Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like a dome, covering four fields. The sky is vast and the wild is vast. When the wind blows and the grass is low, you can see cattle and sheep. "

"Husband, the scenery here is so beautiful!"

Liu Qingqing likes the beautiful scene very much.

The grassland here is quite different from the ancient Mongolian grassland that Liu Qingqing had seen before.

The grassland here is so refreshing that I wish I could live here.

Of course, the premise is that there is no altitude reaction that makes it difficult for people to breathe.

On the national road leading to Sara City, pedestrians can be seen from time to time. These people, both men and women, wear fur Tibetan robes with big collar, wide waist, open right skirt, small right skirt and large left skirt. It is obvious that these people are local Tibetans.These Tibetans, both men and women, have red faces.

Ye Rongrong understands that this is caused by high altitude reaction, which is called "plateau red".

There are two main reasons for this "plateau red". On the one hand, it is the special climate environment in the plateau area, such as long-term dry air, large sandstorm, large temperature difference between morning and night, strong ultraviolet radiation from the sun, etc., which has been damaged by the plateau climate for a long time, resulting in thin cuticle and extremely sensitive skin.

On the other hand, the cold winter in plateau area makes the facial skin easy to frostbite. Frostbite leads to poor blood circulation and congestion of capillaries. Due to the long-term damage of the facial cuticle, it becomes extremely sensitive, which makes it unable to resist the stimulation of external physical environment, and further damages the formation of blood stasis in the subcutaneous capillaries of the face.

While driving, ye Rongrong explained to Liu Qingqing what is "plateau red".

Along the way, there are not only more local Tibetans, but also more poor young people.

Along the way, ye Guangrong met more than a dozen poor young people who wanted a ride.

However, ye Rongrong basically ignored these people, instead, he took charge of his own driving.

Since you choose this kind of poor travel, you should walk honestly. Don't think about taking a ride. No one owes them.

As a matter of fact, these young people who travel in poverty along the Western Tibet line have good family conditions.

After all, young people with poor families can't afford to spend a month or two traveling in such a place.

They are all eager to find jobs to earn money and help relieve the burden of their families.

Only those young people with good family conditions, who have enough food to support this kind of poor travel, pursue the so-called literary youth.

Just when ye Guangrong was driving a little distracted, a person suddenly flashed in front of Ye Guangrong's car, which scared Ye Guangrong to step on the brake.

"Do you want to die?"

Fortunately, ye Rongrong has a quick reaction, otherwise the young woman in front of the car will be dead if the car crashes directly.

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