"Ah? You'll leave tomorrow? You're driving back? Then what should you do if you promised me to drive?" When Zhaxidawa got the news that Lao Liu was about to drive back, he looked depressed.

Compared with Danzengjeb's high emotional intelligence, the emotional intelligence of Zhaxi Dawa, who has not been beaten by society, is obviously not qualified. He is only concerned about Lao Liu's promise to let him drive.

"Brother Dawa, I'll take care of my family. When I come back, you can drive the car as you want." Old Liu could only make a shameless promise again.

"You have said this kind of thing several times..." Zhashi Dawa was still a little unhappy.

Old Liu blinked, then asked after a brief thought, "Brother, can you learn the skills of making Tibetan noodles, butter tea, milk tea and tsampa?"

Tashidawa was stunned, then nodded and said, "This is not difficult. These things are not difficult to do. You can learn them quickly as long as you want to learn them. The key is whether anyone can teach you that my mother's skills are the best around you." When he said this, Tashidawa's face showed a stingy look.

"So it, brother, if you can learn your mother's skills during the time I go home, after my hotel is officially open, you will come and make these things for me. Then I will take care of the meals for you for 6,000 yuan a month. In this way, you won't have to take over your father's work in the future. How about it?"

"Really?" Zhashidava asked in surprise.

For him, nothing can make him more happy than not taking over his father's class.

"Haha, what's the real thing about this? Brother Liu, I always speak with spit and nail, and I never say fake words. As long as you are willing to come, my kitchen will definitely leave you a place."

"Okay! I'll go back and discuss with my parents now, and I'll give you a letter this afternoon."

Seeing Zashidawa jumping out of the inn and riding his broken motorcycle and jumping home, Old Liu also smiled.

Liu Mo'ang was not worried that Thashidawa's parents would not agree with this matter. As long as conditions permit, there was no Tibetan compatriot who was willing to be a Tibetan butcher for the rest of his life. Even Thashidawa's father would definitely not want to see his only son take over his job and do this business.

Although the butcher is not as despised as before, in the eyes of local Tibetans, the local status of the butcher is still very low.

As long as it is possible, Tashidava's father will definitely not let his son take over the business.

Moreover, the monthly salary of 6,000 yuan is also quite large.

Although every herdsmen in northern Tibet raises dozens or even hundreds of yaks worth hundreds of thousands or even millions, everyone knows one thing: there are thousands of people in the family, but those with fur are not counted.

This sentence is definitely broad and universal. Not to mention China, all the world knows the same truth.

The motherland has a large area of ​​grasslands, and the conditions for grazing in those grasslands are far better than those of the plateaus. But even in those places, no one dares to say that if you raise livestock at home, it will be smooth sailing.

An epidemic or a natural disaster may make the herdsmen in those places lose all their money.

What about the plateau? The harsh natural conditions are far beyond the reach of the Inner Mongolia Grassland and the places to the east. Just like the northern Tibetan grassland, it is known as the "roof of the world's ridge" and the area with the highest average altitude on this planet. The harsh natural conditions are simply unimaginable.

Snow, wind, and insect disasters occur here every year, and the fragile ecological environment in high-altitude areas also threatens herders at all times.

So, as long as you have the chance, anyone is willing to go out and earn some extra money.

Just like the Nala Expressway under construction, this road has started construction a few years ago and has hired many Tibetans along the way. These Tibetans can earn an average of 6,000 yuan a month when working on the highway.

Lao Liu hired Zhaxi Dawa to make Tibetan specialty foods, and it costs 6,000 yuan a month, which is definitely much better than doing odd jobs on the highway at Zhaxi Dawa.

As long as Tashidava can come and help see the store, there will be no problem with the hotel during this period of time when he is leaving.

The decoration is Danzengjeb, and the store is on duty. What else can I have?

When I arrived at the courtyard, I collected the spring water I should have collected. I saw that the five-liter mineral water bucket was filled with more than half of the water. When I collected it again tomorrow morning, the mineral water bucket would probably be full.

The spring water is really amazing. The collected spring water has been kept in the mineral water bucket for several days. Although I drink it every day, the remaining water is not turbid at all, and it is still so clear that it makes people want to drink it when they see it.

Lao Liu planned to take these collected spring water back for his parents to drink. Well, that guy with buns is indispensable.

Old Liu was right. Before noon, Tashidawa came back happily. Also walking with his father, a tall and strong middle-aged Tibetan.

The old man can't speak Chinese, and Tashidawa can communicate normally when he is a translator.

The old man is a little unbelievable that there is such a good thing, so he came here to confirm it.

After getting Lao Liu's guarantee, the old man completely sold his son to Lao Liu...

He explained some things to Zhashidava, especially asking him to pay special attention to protecting the spring. Zhashidava remembered it carefully.

When he returned to the room, Lao Liu was worried again when he saw the box left by the second uncle.

The box made of small-leaf red sandalwood is very valuable itself, and the value of the things placed in it is even more difficult to estimate, especially the two sheep-eyed Dzi beads, which are even more difficult to estimate.

Even if these two natural sheep-eyed Dzi beads have not been opened, their value will be great. If they are opened by a great lama, their value will be in heaven.

So these things also made Lao Liu a little confused about what to do.

"It seems like I have to sell a safe when I look back." Old Liu murmured to himself.

In the future, when the hotel is opened, with the magical spring water, the business will definitely be very popular, and the cash collected every day will definitely be indispensable.

No matter from any aspect, it is very necessary to get a safe or safe.

Anyway, a safe is not expensive, it’s just a few thousand yuan. At worst, you can buy one when you come back.

Finally, Lao Liu thought about it and decided to take this box together to travel more than 7,000 kilometers.

After everything was arranged, Lao Liu invited another meal to Zhasi Dawa and Danzengjiebu in the evening. However, just as the meal was about to start, Wang Chaoyang drove over.

Now it's just right, so I'll leave a piece for a meal. So the fellow villager Instructor Wang was also pulled onto the table.

Although he can't drink, he can eat without any problem.

After learning that the young fellow villager was about to drive back to his hometown tomorrow, Wang Chaoyang patted his chest and would definitely ensure the safety of the hotel.

In fact, it doesn’t matter if Wang Chaoyang doesn’t say this. The public security conditions here are already excellent and are outrageous...
Chapter completed!