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Chapter 185 Don't drink with Inner Mongolians

Standing outside the tent, several people saw several Mongolian women wearing their national costumes, carrying plates and other things in their hands, going back and forth in and out of the yurt, and at the same time, several people were also busy outside. with.Seeing the scene in front of them, several people came with feelings. This is a real experience of the life of the Mongolian people. It is so authentic and full of charm.

There are more than a dozen yurts in this area, which form a ring. In the middle of the ring, there is a sheepfold surrounded by some wooden fences. Some sheep are kept inside, but the number is not many. At the same time, the outside of each yurt There are several horses tied to the posts.This scene is really very ethnic.

The yurt where the Nice family lives is very large, and it seems to be more conspicuous among the dozen or so yurts.According to Shuai Sanshi, the bigger the yurt, the richer the family and the wealthier the family.Chen Ziyang thought about it and didn't know if this kid was telling the truth or cheating himself.

Niss opened the door curtain of the yurt, and made a gesture of invitation to the three people, and several people who had never been in the yurt hurriedly filed in and got in.

After getting through the curtain, Chen Ziyang discovered that the yurt had two floors. What they entered was a hall-like place, and the real yurt was in the front.The ground here is still grass, but the curtains outside and the curtains of the yurt inside isolate this place into an independent place.

It looks like a kitchen here. Beside the two-layer curtain, there is a stove made of welded iron sheets, and there are two iron pots on it. The firewood under the stove is still burning, and there is a trace of steam in the pot. Popping, a mouth-watering smell of stew wafted from the pot.

Chen Ziyang has also smelled a lot of stewed meat, but he doesn't know if it's because of his heart. He feels that this smell is different, and he can't tell how different it is. Very pure.

After walking through the second curtain, Chen Ziyang saw the true face of the yurt.It was very different from what he had imagined.The inside of the yurt looks like a house except that the walls are surrounded by thick canvas.

The floor of the yurt is also covered with wooden boards, and there are a lot of furniture around it, but there is no bed here. A large long square table similar to the Northeast Kang table is placed in the center of the yurt.The table was huge and it didn't look crowded with a dozen people sitting around it.

The surrounding furniture is also wooden, and it looks like it has been around for many years.The furniture was polished and shiny, and looked very simple. I really don't know how these furniture were taken away when the yurt was moved.The table has long been filled with all kinds of dishes. Although there are many types of dishes, most of them are meat, with only a small amount of other pasta and dairy products.

The food on the table included hand-caught lamb, lamb chops, roasted beef heart, beef stew, etc. There were also many dishes that Chen Ziyang couldn't name at all, and he hadn't even seen them before.The other white ones on the table were probably dairy products. Among these dairy products, Chen Ziyang knew a plate of milk tofu.

What attracted Chen Ziyang's attention the most was a whole roasted lamb placed in the middle of the table, and a hot pot-like thing beside it, which was filled with milky white broth, and there were still a few thick sticks in the broth. The stick bone was exposed.

This roasted lamb looked charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Just looking at it made people very comfortable. The golden color made Chen Ziyang want to rush over and take a big bite.Yang Lei even swallowed a mouthful of saliva beside him, looking at the dishes on the table, a gleam of green light appeared in his eyes.

There were already seven or eight men sitting around the table, and when they saw three people coming in, they all stood up and greeted them in Mongolian. Even the civil engineers couldn't understand them, so they had to nod in return. Smile.

The most interesting thing is that Yang Lei, with a sense of self-familiarity, kept saying hello and "ha lao shao" again, speaking all the languages ​​he knows to greet each other again.These words of his made the few inside stunned for a while, and they didn't understand what Yang Lei meant.

Several people also sat down beside the table. There were no stools beside the table. They sat cross-legged, feeling a little awkward.Then the people in the room greeted them. At this time, we can see the Chinese proficiency of the Mongolians in the room.

Some people speak Chinese fluently, but with a slightly weird accent, which seems a little blunt, and some people can only pop out a few words from time to time, and their pronunciation is not standard.Everyone just chatted without saying a word, until after a while, several Mongolian women brought some dishes and filled the entire wooden table.

Along with the dishes, there were two barrels of relatively cloudy liquid. According to Nice, the contents of these barrels were kumiss.It is a relatively expensive drink belonging to the Mongolian people, and it is only taken out to entertain others when there are distinguished guests at home.

According to Niss, kumiss has strong health benefits, and it tastes very delicious. It can invigorate the stomach and dispel cold, relax tendons and activate blood circulation. It not only tastes very sweet, but also helps digestion.All of a sudden, Yang Lei was startled. I have heard that Mongolians drink well and drink from big bowls. Unexpectedly, they serve wine from barrels. When will the two big barrels of kumiss be drunk? .

When the tableware was brought up, Yang Lei was slightly relieved. The scene he imagined holding a large bowl of dry liquor did not appear.At this time, the wine bowls served to them were not much larger than the bowls commonly used at home. They looked like small rice bowls, but they were made of silver, and there were some patterns engraved on them, which looked very exquisite.The translucent kumiss poured in this silver bowl is a delightful contrast.

After everyone said hello, Niss spoke first: "Brothers, we have a drinking rule in Inner Mongolia. Let me first introduce a few friends at the table today. Every time I introduce someone, let's have a drink. Wait for us After a round of drinking, if you can tell their names, it means that you recognize our friends and let us have a drink. If you can’t tell the name, it means that the friendship has not yet arrived, and you have a drink by yourself.

Sitting next to you is my uncle, Gola Tsang Baladan Zamsu Ridan, and this one is Uljidler Grezhitu Lengbachai, the best neighbor on the grassland.This one is..." The more Nis said, the wider the eyes of several people became, and finally the eyeballs of the big ones almost fell out.

Yang Lei lay next to Chen Ziyang's ear, and whispered: "Er Yang, it's a pity that the Mongols don't memorize pi. How can they remember such a long name? You have to listen carefully." , it will depend on you for a while!"

Chen Ziyang didn't have time to talk to him, and kept frowning, scratching his fingers under the table, remembering the number of each person's name.But then he realized that this trick was useless at all, and before he could write it down, a long list of names of the next person had already been spoken.

Every time a person is introduced, several people will drink a glass of kumiss from the small bowl in front of them.At first, several people were worried that they could not hold enough alcohol, but as soon as they drank the kumiss, they found that the kumiss was very different from the white wine they usually drank.The alcohol content of this kumiss is very low, probably only 2 to 3 degrees. It doesn’t taste spicy, but it is very sweet. Although Nice’s introduction before, it also surprised a few people. I saw a few people drinking The expression on his face made everyone around him laugh and say nothing.

Although the alcohol content is not high, but after the introduction of the people at the table, all three of them drank eight or nine bowls.The two barrels of kumiss have also bottomed out. After all, every time someone is introduced, there are ten bowls of wine to drink, and it is still very fast to drink.

Just as the three of them racked their brains to recall the names of the people in front of them, the silver bowl in front of them was suddenly replaced with a large porcelain bowl that was bigger than the biggest bowl in their impression. .

Together with these porcelain bowls, there were also four large barrels of liquor that were brought into the yurt.As soon as these barrels of wine entered the room, Chen Ziyang smelled a strong smell of wine.All three of them were dumbfounded at this moment. It seemed that it was true that the people in Inner Mongolia drink a lot in the legend.The three of you looked at me, I looked at you, and looked at the barrels containing the kumiss just now. They knew that the kumiss was just an aperitif.

While everyone was eating and drinking and was about to start drinking, several people hurriedly stuffed the meat and dairy products in front of them into their mouths, let’s not worry about anything else, let’s talk when their stomachs are full, otherwise , I don't know how drunk I'm going to be after drinking this wine.

After taking a few bites just now, Niss asked the names of the other three of them with a smirk on his face.As expected, the three of them didn't remember a single name, so they had to drink one bowl after another. Although the wine bowl in front of them was not full, but only half of the bowl was poured, but even the half bowl seemed to be two or three. too much.After drinking seven or eight bowls of wine, several people's faces were flushed from drinking, and Yang Lei was even a little delirious.

Contrary to the decadence of the three people, the other people on the table just got excited after drinking these bowls of wine.Immediately afterwards, these people toasted the three people one by one, and the most interesting thing was that the Inner Mongolian toast was not just talking, their persuasion words turned out to be a set of words.

"Singing can't stop drinking, can I have another bowl?"

"Okay, Er Yang, let's do it!" At this time, Yang Lei didn't know what was going on, as long as someone came to him with a wine bowl, he would pull Chen Ziyang to pour the bowl together. The wine is gone.

"The guests have to get drunk when they drink, or the host will be ashamed."

"Yes, yes, ashamed, ashamed, let's do it, Er Yang, do it!"

"A big river with wide waves, pick up this cup and let's do it."

"Er Yang, do it!"

"Pour fine wine into a white porcelain cup, don't push the wine away."

"Don't push, Er Yang, do it!"

"Although wine is not easy to brew, come and drink with friends from afar."

"Er Yang, do it!"

"The prairie eagle does not fly alone, it hangs three cups on one wing."

"Er Yang, do it! Do it! Do it!"

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This meal of wine can really be described as dark and dark. By the end of the day, the three people were all opening their mouths and swallowing instinctively, and they couldn't remember anything in their heads.

After Chen Ziyang woke up, the first thing he remembered was to vomit. He vomited for three consecutive days. On the first day, he even vomited green bile. On the second day, Nice fed him a lot. It is said that these things can nourish the stomach and help sober up.But Chen Ziyang continued to vomit, white milk and green bile mixed together, and he vomited it out mouthful.

It wasn't until the third day that Chen Ziyang got better. He struggled to get up from the carpet where he had been lying for three days, and walked into Shuai Shanshi's room.

The three of them lived in different yurts, and Umbrella Shuai drank the least. He is now sober, but now he is the same as Chen Ziyang, still weak and dizzy at the same time, talking bitterly about his life. He didn't drink any more, and seeing that Shuai Shi was fine, Chen Ziyang turned into Yang Lei's room.

Yang Lei drank the most and slept the most. He hasn't woken up until now.After waking him up and feeding him some mare's milk and water, Chen Ziyang thought it was a shame this time, they were originally invited to help, but now they couldn't help, but they were lost here three days of memory.

Moreover, the embarrassment of these few people has been seen by others, and people will really laugh out loud at this moment.Now that the business can't be done for the time being, let's talk about it after two days of rest, and see if Nice has anything to ask for himself.

It was only on the fourth day that Yang Lei had a sense of consciousness. After vomiting again with the help of Chen Ziyang, Yang Lei said weakly: "Er Yang, buddy, I'm stuck here today. Everything depends on you, take care of Tutu for me."

Immediately afterwards, Yang Lei seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and suddenly put one hand on the carpet, and clenched the other tightly into a fist, raising it high into the sky, shouting: "Forever... Don't drink with... Inner Mongolians!" Yang Lei passed out again after shouting this sentence, lying on the carpet and snoring loudly.

Chen Ziyang wanted to laugh at his action, but he felt chest tightness, shortness of breath, and a stomachache. He didn't even have the energy to laugh, so he had to lie down next to Yang Lei and continued to sleep soundly.

In the past few days, the three of them have kept the people around them busy enough, cleaning up their vomit, and getting milk for them, which made the three of them very embarrassed.

It wasn't until the three of them regained their physical strength that Chen Ziyang urged Shuai Sanshi to quickly call Niss over and talk about the business. After all, he had been here for several days, and he didn't do the business, so he made trouble for others.

　I didn’t get home until nine o’clock, so I caught up with this one, so I’ll write more tomorrow!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)