Xu Qingkou said that he could eat whatever he wanted to fill his belly, but Qiangba did not dare to neglect Battelle, who had helped the brother and sister solve the big trouble. White first and then red, fragrant tea was served to the guests, white cheese, nǎi wine, fresh
nǎi, the red one is the fragrant lamb back, and the meat is picked by hand. Qiqiqi also brings two golden roasted lamb legs, and the crispy cry: "Drink the soup!"
Different from the Chinese, the Méng ancient people have been drinking water since childhood. Even if they serve large pieces of mutton meat, they still call it "soup" or "soup sheep". In short, the food culture of the two places is very different, which makes Xu Qing quite uncomfortable.
The pure grassland food culture is fundamentally different from the tunes modified by the Wranglers to make money. This chapter is updated for you by netizens]
Although there are many taboos among nomads on the prairie, the brother and sister did not care at all about the Battelle in front of them. They only had respect from the bottom of their hearts. From the moment they entered the ancient bag, the smiles on the brother and sister's faces did not fade.
However, Qianba smiled so hard that his face wrinkled, which was even uglier than crying.
In comparison, Qiqige's smile was much prettier, with a subtle beauty in every frown, which was completely different from Tana's enthusiasm. Xu Qing, who had drunk a lot of wine, looked a little hazy.
Drink from a big bowl and eat meat with big mouthfuls. The wine brewed by Qi Qiqi is indeed the best in the prairie. It is strong and fragrant, and it is like a thread of fire when it enters the throat. This is Xu Qing's favorite tune, and he does not realize that the wine is half a kilogram.
He finished five bowls, and Jianba, who boasted a good drinker, was speechless.
Daleng cut a piece of mutton tuǐ and put it in his mouth, chewed it, and said with a smile: "Barter, it's still a long way from here to the Chahara tribe. If you like the wine made by Qiqige, you might as well stay here today."
Just come down and set off again tomorrow morning."
Xu Qing picked up the sixth bowl of wine and took a big sip, wiped his lips and said, "No, even though the wine is good, it can't delay the business. Drinking this little wine is nothing to me."
Jianba gave a thumbs up and praised: "Battle has a good drinking capacity. If you like to drink Qiqi Gong wine, I can put a bag in a leather bag."
The skins used by the ancient méng people to carry water and wine are quite good things. Qiangba has two extra-large skins that can hold five kilograms of wine at a time, which is enough for a good meal along the way. As long as you don't get drunk from the horse
Just drop it off your back.
When Qiqige heard that Xu Qing was leaving, the smile on his face suddenly froze. He turned around and took a large leather bag from a corner of the ancient bag and walked out, presumably to hold wine.
Daleng whispered: "There are many rules in the Chahara tribe. If you want to see King Khan, you still have to wait patiently even after arriving in the tribe. I promise to help you make arrangements as soon as possible."
Xu Qing frowned and said: "Then I will go back with the key to the imperial mausoleum now, and then find an auction house to sell this thing to save trouble. I guess someone will be willing to pay a big price."
Daleng said with a bitter expression: "You must not, the key to the imperial mausoleum is the most precious treasure of the Chahara royal family, and it is also the hope for me and Ava to return to the tribe!"
Xu Qing said: "Brother is not interested in knowing what happened in your family, but let's talk about it first. You can wait, but there must be a time limit. If it exceeds an hour, I will turn around and leave immediately. I will never stay for more than half a minute."
Daleng nodded seriously and said: "Don't worry, I will let you see King Khan within an hour even if I try my best."
Xu Qing smiled calmly and stopped talking. He quickly filled his stomach with wine and meat. Qiqige had already prepared a wine skin. Qiangba would not follow him to the Chahara tribe, even if he did.
It's of no use, it's nothing more than multiple people talking.
The two horses were ready. Xu Qing took the leather bag handed to him by Qiqi and hung it up. He pressed his palms on the saddle and got on the horse's back.
Qiqige handed over another riding whip and whispered: "Barter, will you come back?"
Xu Qing smiled slightly and said: "I will definitely come back and drink the wine you brewed after I finish the work. Then you just don't think I drank too much."
A sweet smile appeared on Qiqige's face again, and he shook his head and said: "No, even if you drink all the wine I made, I will definitely prepare the best wine to welcome you!"
Xu Qing smiled, took out another piece of jade from his pocket and threw it to Qiqige: "This is a gift for you, a very beautiful green stone."
Qi Qiqi caught the jade and pressed it to his heart with a face full of joy. He only heard Xu Qing shout: "Drive!" The horse ran towards the depths of the grassland.
Two horses were galloping on the grassland. Xu Qing's riding speed increased several times due to the unquenchable drunkenness. He bowed his head and his chin almost rested on the back of the horse's neck.
Daleng didn't want to dampen his interest, so he followed closely behind him. To be honest, it was obvious at first glance that this Barter had never ridden a horse. To catch up with him, all he had to do was pinch the horse's belly. This was just to save the other person's face.
Let him enjoy the ride!
The Chahala tribe is more than 500 miles away from Qiangba's Mengbao, so these two horses alone cannot run in an afternoon, unless there is the legendary BMW horse that can travel thousands of miles a day, so
The two of them will definitely spend the night on the prairie tonight.
As the sun sets in the west and people are tired and horses are exhausted, Daleng leads Xu Qing to a yellow water bubble. He carefully observes the water bubble for a while before starting to set up a temporary tent. The water bubble is a lot of people living on the grassland.
It is a place where wild beasts and birds drink water, but there are obviously no traces of wild beasts near this water bubble. The reason is very simple. The water here is too dirty and cannot be clarified. It is relatively difficult to set up a tent in such a place.
Much safer.
It is very important to raise the bonfire before the sun sets, so that some wild beasts that come out to hunt can stay away. Fortunately, with Daleng, a native herdsman, everything is not a problem.
The bonfire is blazing, the sun has completely set, and the grassland in the distance is dark and quiet, as if a beast is taking a nap, and it has not really woken up yet.
Ouch——
A shrill howl of wolves cut through the tranquility of the night sky, seeming to announce that the night that belongs to them has truly come. The wolves on the grassland are the only powerful kings. All beasts are like refugees who have been expelled from the country, and lone wolves are not.
Terrifying, but these ferocious animals live in groups nine out of ten times. They are united, bloodthirsty, and can even be said to be highly disciplined and changeable in tactics. They are the strongest hunters on the prairie.
Xu Qing and Daleng were sitting next to the campfire, smoking cigarettes. They didn't pay much attention to the howling prairie wolves, especially Xiao Xu. He had the experience of fighting with a pack of wolves before, and these guys with annoying noises didn't care at all.
It doesn't pose a threat to him. If he kills him openly, the yellow bubbles behind him will probably turn into wolf-blood bubbles!
Boom! A crisp gunshot suddenly came from the south, followed by several low and shrill wolf howls.