Siheyuan, don't yell at me

At the end of August, the heat is unbearable, and this is definitely not a good time to enter Lop Nur.

Not only was the wind and sand raging, but the scorching sun seemed to be baking the entire earth, making the carriage as hot as a steamer.

The experienced guide waved his arms and led the convoy to a small mound. Everyone stopped the car and took shelter in the shade to rest.

After avoiding the scorching sun, this place seemed to have become another world, and the perceived temperature dropped by more than ten degrees in an instant.

Is it because the air is too dry, or is it because the sun’s ultraviolet rays here are particularly strong?

He Daqing pondered over it but couldn't find the answer, so he finally gave up thinking and stopped worrying about it.

This mound seems to have often been a resting place for shepherds, and many traces of human life can be seen scattered around it.

At this moment, the guide was introducing the nearby topographical features to several professors in detail.

The guards in charge of security were busy setting up a simple camp to ensure that everyone could get enough rest in the next half day.

He Daqing found a relatively clean open space, quickly spread out a blanket and placed it on the sand, then fell asleep, and soon began to snore.

When He Daqing slowly opened his eyes, he found that the sun was about to set and it was almost six o'clock in the evening.

Due to the special location, it gets dark late here in the summer, and night does not fall completely until around 10 pm.

People in the camp were busy with their respective duties. Some were organizing luggage and equipment, while others were preparing dinner using simple food.

However, at this moment, He Daqing seemed to have become a forgotten person, and was out of tune with the atmosphere of the entire camp.

In the eyes of others, He Daqing was like a dangerous madman.

Those responsible for security mistakenly took the fat boy as a member of the scientific research team, but in fact the real members of the scientific research team were extremely disgusted and repulsive to this reckless guy.

However, He Daqing didn't care about this at all, and even welcomed it.

It’s better if no one pays attention to you. Just think of it as a trip to relax and experience the unique customs and culture of the desert.

As for the dry food supplied by the scientific research team...

He Daqing really had no interest in tasting these things. The meat jerky was small in quantity and hard as firewood, paired with the dry and choking naan bread. Every bite made his throat feel tight and difficult to swallow.

And this desolate and bleak wilderness area is undoubtedly a barren, bare and lifeless land in the eyes of others.

However, in the eyes of He Daqing, who has mastered superb wilderness hunting skills, this barren land is full of vitality.

Traces of small animals' lives can be seen in many places, as if they are the real owners of this place.

At this moment, a skinny rabbit with gray fur was gnawing on some unknown grass roots with relish.

Suddenly, a stone came flying like a meteor and hit the gray rabbit squarely on the head.

Its body stiffened and then fell limply to the ground.

Seeing this, He Daqing walked over with a smile on his face, picked up the rabbit, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: tonight's dinner is finally settled.

If you look closely at this rabbit, you can easily see that it is different from ordinary hares in the mountains and forests.

It is obviously smaller in size and its fur is very light in color, almost blending in with the surrounding sand.

Especially the extra wide ears, which remind people of some rare and special species. Perhaps this is really a kind of rabbit unique to the local area.

However, for an experienced hunter like He Daqing, these differences do not cause him much attention.

In his opinion, the only difference between rabbits is whether they are delicious or not, and whether they are rare or not is irrelevant.

In just a few minutes, He Daqing skillfully processed the rabbit, skewered it with a thin branch, and roasted it over the fire.

As the fire grew stronger, the rabbit meat gradually became golden and crispy.

Then he grabbed a handful of special spices and sprinkled them evenly on the rabbit meat.

In an instant, the rich aroma of meat spread, filling the entire camp, making people salivate.

Those who were originally chewing on dried meat and tearing naan suddenly felt that the food in their hands was becoming increasingly difficult to swallow.

Professor Wu and Paul were more familiar with He Daqing, so they came up to him and started chatting with him.

He Daqing was not a stingy person. He shared most of the roasted golden and crispy rabbit with others, making Paul and Professor Wu's mouths drool.

Paul couldn't help but recall the days when he fled with He Daqing. Those were truly unforgettable old times!

He Daqing’s superb cooking skills made him unforgettable. Every dish seemed to have magical power, which increased people’s appetite and made them unable to stop eating.

It all started from that small spring roll stall. At that time, Paul knew that this guy was no ordinary person, but he never expected that he would fall into the food trap he had carefully woven step by step.

Damn, how could this cunning guy make such delicious food?

When Professor Wu tasted the Tarim rabbit roasted by He Daqing for the first time, he couldn't help but exclaimed:

"He Daqing, I never thought that this Tarim rabbit would taste so delicious after being roasted by you.

You have always been bold and daring. If the factory manager loses his job one day, you can become a chef with your cooking skills and you will definitely have no worries about food and clothing."

Hearing this, He Daqing smugly retorted:

"Old Wu, don't underestimate people!

Back then, I worked as the head chef at Fengze Building.

With my ability, even if I am in this desolate Lop Nur, I can still enjoy a feast of delicious food and live a fulfilling life."

While chatting and laughing, He Daqing took out some tea leaves, stuffed them into the military kettle, and poured the boiled water into it.

As for Professor Wu and Dean Paul who were watching eagerly, He Daqing didn't think of preparing anything for them.

You two old guys are not here for vacation, and you still want to drink tea? Dream on.

At seven o'clock, the group packed their bags, got on trucks and cars, and drove deep into the desert under the afterglow of the setting sun.

Occasionally, you can see one or two shepherds on the road, herding a small flock of sheep in the wilderness.

The time came to half past ten, the sun had already set and it was already dark.

In the wilderness, under the starry sky, you can even see a person's shadow.

The members of the scientific expedition team began to set up camp.

He Daqing also helped to set up the tent. Even though it was the end of August, it was still summer.

But the temperature difference between day and night in the desert can reach an astonishing 30 to 40 degrees, and at night it can drop to at least below 10 degrees.

He Daqing set up the tent and released water into the wilderness.

With his night vision, he immediately saw two sneaky figures behind the sand dunes in the distance.