Chapter 1139 Bamboo House in the Bamboo

It was approaching dusk, but before it arrived, the group of people had already arrived at the village that Zhao Xiaoshan had mentioned before.

This village located in the middle of the mountain really has a special charm, and everyone's eyes can't help but light up, especially the few women, who all look very pleasantly surprised.

At this moment, the sun has gradually slanted to the west, and there is a dazzling golden color in the sunlight.

The village is surrounded by a bamboo forest, and there are not too tall trees that can block the afterglow of the setting sun, so the whole village is shrouded in this kind of sunlight, which is extremely beautiful.

Lin Mengjia looked at the village that had already been dyed golden yellow, and couldn't help sighing: "It's so beautiful."

Shangguan also nodded, although he didn't make a sound, his eyes were full of surprise.

Her sect is in the north, and she usually follows Lin Mengjia, and is also active in the vicinity of Jin Province. How has she ever seen such a vast bamboo forest?

Moreover, the village in this bamboo forest also has a special flavor, which is completely different from what she has seen before.

There are many bamboos in the mountains of Shu, just like this sea of ​​bamboos, there are countless. The mountain people in Shu used materials according to the locality, and used these bamboos to build bamboo houses with local charm.

However, in recent years, because the mountain people have more contacts with the outside world, they have also begun to use brick and tile structures, and few of these ancient buildings can be completely preserved.

But this small village hidden in the bamboo forest is mainly made of bamboo. The rows of bamboo buildings are all two-story structure, even the height is about the same, and they are neatly arranged.

The bamboo grove and the bamboo building complement each other beautifully, and they are all golden in color under the afterglow of the setting sun.

In the traditional bamboo building, the lower floor uses strong thick bamboo or wood as pillars to support the entire second floor.

Usually two-story small buildings, no matter brick or wood, upstairs and downstairs are closed into rooms, but the bamboo building here is completely different from other places.

The lower floor of the bamboo building is not closed, and the surroundings are transparent. Only a few pillars support the second floor, which is two or three meters high. Looking from a distance, it seems that the second floor is suspended.

The upper layer is also supported by the thick bamboo as a frame, and covered with bamboo boards to shelter from wind and rain, warm in winter and cool in summer, which is very suitable for mountain people to live in.

Because it is summer now, the curtains of the windows on the second floor of the bamboo building are rolled up for ventilation, and also to allow everyone to see the inside clearly.

The huge space on the second floor is divided into different spaces by woven bamboo fences to meet the different needs of people's daily life. In the center of the building is a firepit, which burns day and night.

These bamboo buildings retain their original taste. Although the color of the bamboo is not fresh, it can be seen that it has been quite old, but it is very clean. Outside each bamboo building, there is a small yard surrounded by bamboo fences. Compared with the bamboo building, it looks a little newer, and the tung oil on it also looks like it has been brushed not long ago.

The people in the village seem to be very leisurely, sitting around in several courtyards, playing mahjong and doing homework, a pleasant and peaceful scene.

Originally, the lower floor of the bamboo building was used to raise livestock, cattle, horses, chickens and ducks would all be raised here.

But this village does not have these livestock and poultry, only a few dogs, in twos and threes, sleeping on the bottom of the bamboo building.

When Tang Feng saw a dog, he waved to Xiao Hui and let him squat on his shoulder. It is a spirit beast, and it can frighten other animals. If he ran around and startled these dogs, he would surely cause unnecessary trouble.

Those dogs didn't bark when they heard the footsteps of strangers, they just looked up and looked lazily, even if they saw Xiao Hui, they didn't care much, and fell asleep on the ground, burying their heads Under the paws, as if afraid of being disturbed.

Seeing this, Lin Mengjia whispered in Tang Feng's ear, "Look, the dogs here don't care about unexpected people coming."

The implication is that strangers often come here, and the dogs are used to it, so they don't take it seriously.

Tang Feng smiled and nodded.

Rong Guocheng added: "The villagers here are mostly young and middle-aged. There are no children, and there are not many old people."

This, of course, is even more unreasonable.

In ordinary villages, those who are younger, or go out to work to earn money, or are busy working, playing mahjong at home, are usually older.

But in this village, those who play mahjong, no matter men or women, are not too old, they are in their forties at most, and their clothes are neat and clean, they don't look like they have been working all year round.

This is more certain of these people's previous guesses.

The aborigines in this village have probably moved away a long time ago, and the people who live here now are all for tourist business.

To put it bluntly, this village has probably become a hidden tourist attraction, just waiting for the guide to bring people over.

"We're just trying to make things easier, isn't that better?" Tang Feng smiled slightly at Lin Mengjia.

Lin Mengjia nodded.

Even if she had a grudge about this matter, it can be seen that seeing these bamboo buildings, the surprise in her heart has already surpassed the caressing, and her eyes can't help but look around the village curiously.

When Zhao Xiaoshan entered the village, someone greeted him with a smile on his face and talked to him.

Since they spoke the local dialect, the crowd couldn't understand them, but from the way the man looked at them, one could guess that Zhao Xiaoshan was talking to them about staying overnight.

The person who chatted happily with Zhao Xiaoshan was a woman in her thirties, she was quite pretty, and she wore light makeup, which looked very fashionable, and the clothes she wore were also very bright, with local The national characteristics are very beautiful, and there are jingling jewelry on the neck and wrists, which are exaggerated. The whole person's attire is not at all like a peasant woman who has lived in the mountains for a long time.

They spoke very fast, and the woman kept smiling and nodding her head.

The others, however, were not disturbed by the arrival of Tang Feng and the others. Whether they were playing mahjong, taking a nap in the shade, or chatting, they all went about their own business and didn't care about their arrival at all.

Obviously, this village has a relationship with guides like Zhao Xiaoshan. Which guide will bring people, which house will receive them, or how to distribute them are all negotiated in advance. When the guests come, they will be in order. A scramble occurs.

Lin Mengjia looked at it for a while, then sighed: "This place is really nice, I even want to come here and develop a tourism project."

In such an environment, coupled with publicity, the business must be quite hot.