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Chapter 175 Central defense is truly a blessed place! This wave was a case of killing a thousand enemies but losing eight hundred of our own!

Inside the tent.

Upon hearing what the crew-cut man said, Xiang Jia instinctively tensed up.

Despite her words, she still felt a little shy when faced with such a moment.

Lin Qingsong, holding her, smiled and said to the crew-cut man and Eva outside, "Come in."

Once inside.

Although the two female models had some guesses, they were still slightly shocked when they saw it.

However, with the rousing music playing in his ears, Lin Qingsong didn't have time to be stunned.

"Eva, zip up the fly."

After speaking to Eva, Lin Qingsong turned to the slightly stunned man with the buzz cut and asked, "What are you still doing here?"

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is particularly large.

But no matter how cold it was outside, it didn't affect Lin Qingsong's tent.

It has even less impact on Xiang Jia, Cun Tou, and Ai Wa.

However, just after 1 p.m., Lin Qingsong turned all his firepower towards Xiang Jia.

He sent the crew-cut guy and Eva back to sleep.

Although the two were a little disappointed, they obediently went back.

Around 3 a.m., Lin Qingsong and Xiang Jia went to the public shower room to take a shower.

The two of them only showered for ten minutes before coming out.

This highlights the difference between campgrounds and hotels.

If they were in a hotel, it would definitely take them at least an hour to get out.

Staying at a campsite saves time.

Because they had to get up very early the next morning to film, and the tents were very close together, Lin Qingsong decided not to let Xiang Jia stay in his tent any longer.

Lying alone in the tent, he listened quietly to the wind outside while checking the day's intelligence on the system.

[Daily Intelligence 01 (Pink): Inside the Ming Great Wall ruins, there is a weathered hole in the earthen wall containing a Mongolian silver milk jug hidden by a Qing Dynasty herdsman. (Price: 20,000)]

Um! ! !
Another piece of pink-themed information.

This center-back is amazing! He refreshed a pink statistic yesterday.

I haven't had a chance to pick up that Hetian jade safety buckle yet.

Another pink-themed piece of information was released today.

This place is something else.

But where is this Ming Great Wall?

Lin Qingsong took out his phone and checked it with a hint of doubt.

I discovered that the Great Wall here, like the one in Kyoto, was built during the Ming Dynasty.

To be precise, it seems that most of the Great Wall we see today was built during the Ming Dynasty.

After all, the Ming Dynasty was the last dynasty to extensively build the Great Wall.

The Great Wall in Zhongwei is located on the southeast side of the Yellow River Inn at Shapotou in Zhongwei.

Lin Qingsong also has an impression of this Yellow River Hostel.

It seems to be a filming location for a variety show called "Dear Inn".

Xiang Jia just mentioned that she booked two more nights there after the filming was finished.

This makes things much more convenient.

According to online sources, you can go directly to climb the Great Wall from the Yellow River Inn.

I'll get my hands on this Mongolian silver milk jug when I go to the Yellow River Inn.

Anyway, there's no rush.

[Daily Intelligence 02: After arriving in Zhongwei, Tian Xiwei went to the night market alone and ate at several local delicacies, but ultimately found that none of them tasted good. In a fit of anger, she stopped eating and went straight back to the Xingxing Hotel to sleep. At the same time, she was somewhat hesitant about how to contact Lin Qingsong.]

Hahaha.

Upon seeing this information, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Xiao Tian is really unlucky.

They also made several bad choices at various restaurants.

Did she find the store based on recommendations from niche review sites?
However, after seeing that Tian Xiwei was staying at the same Star Hotel where he was going to stay that night, Lin Qingsong couldn't help but look forward to their chance encounter that night.

This cute girl from Sichuan is quite interesting.

I wonder if she's interesting all the time.

After reviewing the intelligence report again, Lin Qingsong, with a mischievous grin, opened his phone and sent several pictures to Tian Xiwei.

Stir-fried noodles, braised tofu, hand-pulled lamb, and stir-fried pork with rice wine.

"Xiaotian, this center-back's equipment is really good!"

"These noodles are a local specialty. They're chewy and springy, and the diced mutton in the sauce is sautéed until fragrant and crispy. The diced potatoes soak up all the meat juices, and the noodles are coated with this sauce. One bite and the aroma goes straight from your tongue to your stomach!"

"And this braised tofu, it's fried to a perfect crispy outside and tender inside. Take a bite, then put it back in to rinse with the braising sauce, it's so delicious."

"And also, this mutton!"

Before Lin Qingsong could give a detailed introduction to the mutton, Tian Xiwei, who was inexplicably suffering from insomnia, sent several exclamation marks across the table.

"!!!! Old Lin!!!"

"Posting porn late at night, don't you think you're going too far?!"

"what!!!"

[Emoji: Groundhog Scream]

Star Hotel.

Tian Xiwei, who was tossing and turning in bed unable to sleep, saw her phone light up and thought someone was sending her a message.

As soon as I opened it, I was bombarded with several messages from Lin Qingsong.

I tend to feel hungry more easily in the middle of the night.

Add to that an afternoon flight, and then the lack of decent food in Zhongwei—I barely touched the local snacks, which was practically nothing—and now I see these high-saturation food photos that Lin Qingsong specially edited, along with those insightful comments.

It made her sit up abruptly.

My stomach even let out a timely rumble in protest.

After gritting her teeth and sending those words, she lay on the bed, on the verge of tears.

Sin!
If she had known that Lao Lin ate so well, she would never have gone to the night market alone.

You should contact him as soon as you get off the plane.

it's good now.

Not only are we starving, but we're also being tempted by Lao Lin!

Ahhhhh!

She sat up in bed with a pained expression and scratched her head.

I'm so hungry!
Old Lin is so awful!!!

How could they release poison in the middle of the night?

Lin Qingsong looked at the message Tian Xiwei had sent on his phone and couldn't help but smile mischievously. He then sent another message: "Xiao Tian, ​​you didn't eat enough tonight, did you? That won't do. I remember that crayfish restaurant offers delivery. How about I order some for you? You can't go hungry so late at night."

"No need!!! I'm full!!! I'm going to sleep now!!!"

After sending the message, Tian Xiwei put down her phone, feeling utterly hopeless.

Then, an intense hunger pang overwhelmed her, and she couldn't take it anymore. She jumped out of bed and ran to the minibar in the room.

But when she opened it with great anticipation, her face immediately fell.

"No way, there aren't any snacks at all, not even nuts, just some juice and beer???!!!"

Looking at the dazzling array of aluminum cans inside, Tian Xiwei left blankly, then plunged into the bed and rolled around.

After tricking Xiaotian and satisfying his own perverse sense of humor, Lin Qingsong put down his phone and continued to look at the next piece of information.

[Daily News 03 (Blue): Inside the kang (heated brick bed) of the educated youth settlement in the Beichangtan Ancient Village Cluster of Zhongwei, a letter from the 1980s was found lying in a pile of dust, with a 1980 Year of the Monkey stamp pasted on it. (Price: 6,500)]

Another color-related piece of information?
The drop rate has been quite high these past few days.

But what exactly is this Beichangtan ancient village cluster?

Lin Qingsong looked around with some confusion and found that this was a place where people used to live, but in recent years, people from those places had gradually moved out.

However, because of its historical significance, it was eventually designated as one of the first "National Historical and Cultural Villages" in Ningxia, transforming itself into a tourist attraction.

Lin Qingsong guessed that the letter must have been left behind by a former educated youth. In the end, no one cleaned up the educated youth settlement, and it was gradually forgotten.

However, the monkey stamp seems to be quite famous in the stamp collecting world.

How can it only be worth so little money?

Lin Qingsong took out his phone and checked, puzzled.

After all, he had read some novels where the protagonists, when reborn into that era, would hoard some monkey stamps.

How come it's only worth a little over six thousand yuan?

After doing some research, he realized that he had wanted too much.

Although the monkey stamp is valuable, its issuance volume was actually not small; five million stamps were issued at once.

A single monkey stamp originally cost only eight cents, while a complete single monkey stamp on the market is worth around 13,000 yuan.

The price skyrocketed by a staggering 160,000 times.

The monkey stamp that I have stuck on the letter and has already been used is called a stamped monkey stamp in the stamp collecting circle, and its price is around six thousand five.

Forget it, as long as I can make money.

After making a note at the end of the intelligence report, Lin Qingsong continued to look at the next intelligence report.

[Daily News 04: At No. 76, Wenxi South Street, Shapotou District, the lamb at the "Jiangnan of the North" lamb shop is especially delicious, with lamb soup and hand-pulled lamb being highly praised by locals.]

Food news?

"That works," Lin Qingsong thought to himself, silently memorizing the address after reading it.

After Tian Xiwei meets up with him, he can take her out for a meal.

This can also be considered as making up for her wounded heart tonight.

However, the mutton in Zhongwei is indeed delicious.

I don't know what makes this so delicious.

While describing it to Tian Xiwei, Lin Qingsong also recalled what he had eaten that evening, which made him a little hungry.

In addition, he had just exercised, which had taken a toll on his body, and his dinner was almost completely digested.

This wave was a case of killing a thousand enemies but losing eight hundred of our own.

Lin Qingsong immediately shifted his attention to the intelligence below.

[Daily Intelligence 05: Si Ruoxuan woke up last night after a sudden dream about Anna. She has been diligently cultivating her relationship with Anna and believes she has achieved some success. She has decided to go to Shanghai to find Anna once her busy period at the gallery is over!]

Uh.

Si Ruoxuan.
For some reason, the image of the part-time painter's agent popped into Lin Qingsong's mind.

She hasn't given up yet.
We haven't been in touch much lately because Si Ruoxuan went back to Kyoto.

I never expected that she was secretly poaching someone else's boyfriend?
Wait a minute, why didn't Anna tell me about this?

oh.
He hasn't seen Anna recently.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingsong scratched his head in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

Ah, Anna is wonderful in every way.

There's one downside: he's too easygoing and doesn't like to fight for his own interests.

No.

When I get back to Shanghai, I still need to look for Anna.

She has worked diligently at the company for so many years and has even argued with the parent company to get her into fashion week.

If I want to sign models, I have to bring this top female star of the company along.

(End of this chapter)