[MTL] The Fake Young Master Just Wants To Go Bankrupt

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In the morning, they left Dazang Temple and continued to move forward. They left Aba Prefecture and came to Tibet. Now they are in a sparsely populated place. In view of the risks of camping in the wild, everyone still returned to the RV.

The RV has a large space to accommodate people opening their sleeping bags. With Zasidoji, eight people can sleep together.

They drank a case of beer together. The alcohol content of Leihua beer was very low, not to get drunk. At most, it played a role in helping sleep. After a group of simple washing, they lay down in their sleeping bags.

He Xunyi and Zhao Pingchuan silently cleaned up the mess, cleaning up the barbecue equipment, the garbage they made and the cans on the meadow.

It was very early dark here, and the stars could be seen twinkling soon. He Xunyi greeted Zhao Pingchuan behind him to go back to the RV to rest.

Today, everyone's physical consumption has exceeded the standard. Walking on the gravel road everywhere in uneven heights is actually quite exhausting people's physical strength.

Everything is silent.

The temperature difference here is large between day and night, and you can still feel a little chill at night, but everyone just had a hot meal, and now they feel warm all around.

He Xunyi changed his clothes and fell asleep.

Travel with systematic "reimbursement" is comfortable, and it is the best of both things, which not only comforts yourself, but also perfectly spends systematic funds.

Everything should be the best, and you can spend money without blinking an eye. If he pays for it himself, he may choose to take a more economical train, or directly consider the possibility of cycling in Tibet...

He did see it when he was reading the Tibet travel guide in his previous life. It is a more convenient choice to take the train. The train will take tourists to enjoy the scenery of Tibet along the way.

Self-driving tour will be a little more free, but it requires a lot of preparation, and the requirements for understanding the local situation are also higher. Like He Xunyi's time, there are local guides and drivers who know the route, and these problems will be solved.

The next day, everyone got out of the RV at the call of the early-up guide Zasidoji, just in time to watch the sunrise.

Breakfast is shredded meat noodles made by Wang Cheng with cooking kitchen utensils in the car. The soup is fragrant, the noodles are strong, and there are also refreshing shredded radish and shredded kep side dishes.

Several people sat cross-legged facing the east with bowls in their hands.

That's the direction in which the sun rises.

When the first ray of light sprinkled on the earth, the barren mountains and fields came to life.

Now Qi Ming is holding the camera. He is looking at the mountain with a layer of golden edges plated by the sun. "Look, this is the sunrise on the Tibetan border. Isn't it beautiful?"

"You can also describe it in a few sentences." Chen Xiang sat next to him and smiled, "It's over with just one word 'good-looking'?"

"Go away, what do you know? Only the simplest language can highlight the most different beauty. Qi Ming also smiled.

The temperature was relatively low in the morning, and everyone put on clothes that were slightly thicker than yesterday. The hot air came out of the bowl, forming a faint fog in the air.

"Now we are having breakfast." He turned the camera. Wang Cheng was pinching a chopstick of noodles to put in his mouth. Seeing Qi Ming point the camera at him, he greeted the camera.