Chapter 213 (6)
When Vice Captain Chen introduced just now, he said that he is not a real Mongolian. He was an educated youth from BJ back then. There were more than a dozen educated youths who jumped in the queue, but now he is the only one left. He originally returned to the city with the educated youths. I returned to BJ in the tide of the epidemic, but his family was not rich, and there were a lot of brothers and sisters, and work and housing were all problems. I recalled my life in the grassland, the beautiful prairie, the hospitable herdsmen, and the fragrant hands. The meat and milk tea made him unforgettable.So he simply gave up his BJ household registration and returned to the prairie, where he married a wife and had children and took root in the frontier.

I immediately remembered the name of Deputy Captain Chen. It turns out that he is also called Chen Zhen, just like the apprentice Chen Zhen in the TV series "Huo Yuanjia", but I have to call him Uncle Chen. The one who brought the meat in just now was his eldest daughter , the Mongolian name is Sarenna.

At this time, Uncle Chen's wife came in with a big iron pot. She is a real Mongolian woman. He made the hand meat just now. Now she is carrying a big iron pot and filling the big bowl in front of us with kumiss. Even though you are in your 50s, it doesn’t take much effort to lift a big iron pot. It’s different for those who grew up eating meat!

Father Timur and Uncle Chen toasted us with the kumiss in front of them. At this time, Brother Zhang picked up the kumiss in front of him and dipped his ring finger in the wine, flicked it up and down and on the cooking area, and then drank it all in one gulp. We also learned to do it like a cat painting a tiger, good guy!What does this kumiss taste like?I almost spit it out, and then I saw the second construction and the old ghost had the same expression!
I quickly picked up the hook knife used by Uncle Chen's wife to cut meat in front of me, cut off a large piece of meat and stuffed it into my mouth. Suddenly, the smell of meat covered the taste of the kumiss. It was delicious!Not only am I admiring the deliciousness of the meat, but Professor Zhang Gesun is also admiring it and praising it again and again!This made Uncle Chen feel very proud. Although he said polite words, everyone could see the smug look on his face!
Uncle Chen's wife and daughter kept bringing up delicious food, such as milk tofu, boiled sheep tail... Our mouths were full of oil and we couldn't bear to stop. This was the first time for me to eat authentic Mongolian home cooking!Embarrassment is normal!Then Uncle Chen saw that we didn’t drink kumiss very much, and knew that we might not be used to it, so he found some bottles of Prairie King Baijiu with a temperature of [-] degrees. Don't leave!"

The communication between men is so simple. The relationship between pushing a cup and changing a cup is connected. Dad Tiemuer drank happily and opened his voice to sing. The singing is deep and moving, full of vicissitudes. don't know!But I admire Tie Muer's father, he is so confident, he can sing a song for so long without taking a breath!

After Papa Timur sang, we applauded quickly. It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand, you still need to be polite!Another herdsman, whose name I forgot, was also very happy. He picked up a matouqin in the yurt and sang while singing. It sounded like he was howling!At this level, you have to give applause after listening to it. Politeness is very important!

(End of this chapter)

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