My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 210
The noodles are slightly dry, but they are fragrant, and they are two completely different ingredients compared to the water noodles.

The key point is the taste.

With the experience of eating Tibetan food before, Han Qi thought that the food in provinces like Mongolia, Western Xinjiang, and Tibet was very different from Sichuan cuisine, and it was difficult for mainlanders to adapt to the taste of food here.But a few Mongolian dishes completely changed Han Qi's mind.

The naipizi I ate yesterday, also called naan tofu, is a bit sour, but it is definitely a good dessert when served with syrup.

The stuffy noodles I'm eating now, although the noodles are cooked, taste a little crunchy.But they did a good job and stretched out the toughness of the noodles, so it is somewhat tough when you bite it down, with a little sauce aroma.

Then eat the potatoes inside, which may have been stewed in the pot at the beginning, and the aroma of the seasoning is all in the potatoes, which has a completely different flavor from the refreshing noodles.

This bowl quickly entered Han Qi's stomach.

The child kept staring at Han Qi, seeing him look up after eating, and asked curiously, "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, it tastes so good."

"Haha, you're lying, what's so good about this taste?"

Han Qi twitched his lips, still feeling unfinished, and sighed softly thinking...Young man, you really don't know how to be blessed when you were born.

It is difficult for people in my own family to comment on their cooking skills. Some people make dishes that are very taciturn, but the family members think they taste good.And some housewives cook dishes that have surpassed those of restaurants outside, and they are disgusted by their families that they are not delicious.

In fact, it is all a habit of eating, and the brain has long been immune to this familiar taste.

Han Qi secretly touched his stomach.

To be honest, I am seven percent full and want to eat something.

He was also very surprised that the bowl of noodles was so big and it was served in a small basin, yet he ate it all in one sitting and still felt not full.

Weird weird.

I didn't have such a large appetite before. Could it be that I didn't eat breakfast, so I really have to make up for the breakfast?

I looked at the time... forget it, it's important to hurry.

Before it gets dark tonight, Han Qi has to rush to Yiminhe Town.

It is only more than 100 kilometers from Han Qi's starting point to Yiminhe Town, and it only took half a day to get there with full firepower.But along the way, Han Qi was so busy taking pictures and familiarizing himself with Xiaobai's character that he was still [-] kilometers away from there.

But it's coming soon, should be there tonight.

Check out and leave.

Although this family does not open a shop for business, Han Qi can't eat other people's food for free. It is estimated that such a dish in an outside restaurant will cost at least 50 yuan, and the taste may not be as good as this sister's cooking. .

As soon as I stood up, a person came in from outside the yurt.

About thirty, looks a little fat, about 1.8 meters tall, about the same as Han Qi.

Han Qi guessed that he was the child's father... It's obvious, the way of entering the door is as familiar as at home, and the age is also right, who else can it be if it's not the head of the family?
As soon as he came in, he said to Han Qi: "Brother, is that horse outside Timur's house?"

He came back only after borrowing his wife's phone number. After all, it is not so easy to meet someone on this grassland.And he is a mainlander who came here on horseback, so of course he wants to come over to get acquainted, make friends or something.

Anyway, I have nothing to do at home except herding, so I went home early and had a drink with the foreigner my wife told me.

But I never expected that I saw the white horse of the old man Timur's house.

They are also willing to take action on this baby bump?

"You mean... Grandpa Timur in the outskirts of Hulunbuir?"

"Yes, that's him." The man walked to Han Qi and sat down.

Han Qi also sat down again, nodded and said, "Xiaobai is indeed raised by them, I will rent it for a few days."

"You can do it, they treasure this horse like something." The Mongolian said with a smile, "but the horse will always come out for a little run when it reaches its age. By the way, brother, you are riding a horse. Where are you going?"

"It depends on the situation. It is tentatively decided to be Ulanhot, but if the journey is smooth, we can go directly to Xilin Gol."

He nodded and said: "He is a brave man who dares to ride alone on the grassland. My name is Agulageri. I don't have anything else here. I have enough wine and meat. I have already sent someone to kill the sheep. Let's eat roasted meat tonight." Mutton, don't get drunk and don't sleep."

what?
I'm just here for lunch, bro.

Han Qi wanted to refuse.

He wants to ride a horse, how can he ride if he is drunk in a while?He still understands the principle of drinking and not riding a horse, and riding a horse without drinking.

However, Agulageri obviously didn't intend to let Han Qi go anyway, insisting on treating Han Qi to a meal.

Eating is probably a trivial matter, and drinking may be more important.

His attitude was so firm that Han Qi could only agree.

It's just a little embarrassing.

I just came to have a light meal, but in the end, people killed sheep and transported wine, as if the person who came was not a strange mainlander, but a distinguished guest of theirs.

Han Qi had just eaten, so he went outside to watch the beautiful woman kill a sheep when he had nothing to do.

Hmm...actually, she is just an ordinary Mongolian woman.

Agulageri's wife, the little kid's mother.

Now the word beauty is a bit introverted. It used to express the meaning of a beautiful woman. Now, if you become a woman, you will be called a beauty. If you are a little bit prettier, you will call it a goddess. Later, the goddess seems to be useless, and you have to call it a little fairy. .

About 30 years old, there is a slender scar under the right eye, and the appearance and figure can actually be called a beauty.

Han Qi stood there for a while, feeling that he couldn't bear it, so he ran to Xiao Bai and led him for a walk.

An hour later, Han Qi smelled the aroma of barbecue.

Turning around and looking back, Agulager was shirtless rolling lambs on the grill, one in each hand, with a lot of seasonings on the side.The grill is the kind that is often seen in modern times, and it also uses charcoal. It seems that the way of Mongolian barbecue is not much different from that of the mainland.

However, the city is now using electricity, and Han Qi has not eaten a barbecue made purely of charcoal for a long time.

Seeing Han Qi coming back, Agulager called Han Qi into the room and sat down.

The yurt I entered this time is not the small yurt used to do homework for children before, but a slightly larger one. When I opened the curtain and entered, I saw a big round wooden table, which I could sit down easily. A big table like a dozen Mongolian men.

There were two or three people Han Qi didn't know sitting around the table.

As soon as Han Qi came in, they stood up.

"You are Han Qi, right?"

"Brother Agulageri told you just now that you are going to Xilingrad on horseback?"

"Brother, come, sit, have a drink and rest."

Good guy, drink break.

Han Qi smiled and got acquainted with them one by one. They were all friends called by Agulager. Besides them, there should be a few more people coming soon.

　Today's friend's wedding, I went there yesterday to help.

　　I've known her since kindergarten, and I didn't expect her to get married just like that.

　　I thought it was nothing.

　　But I've been a little bit... ugh these days.

　　
　
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