travel starts with photography

After driving for only ten minutes, we saw the streets. Like many northwestern cities that Chen Xing had visited, the roads in Xilinhot were very wide. Construction sites could be seen everywhere on the outskirts of the city, but there were very few pedestrians.

Inner Mongolia, Tibet, and Xinjiang have very different customs and landscapes, but the urban architecture and planning seem to be printed from the same mold.

After a while, we passed a river.

The driver said:

"This is our mother river, the Xilin River. All the fun places in our city are nearby. There is an ethnic customs street up this road. Usually no one goes there, but now there are more tourists and it is a bit more lively there. But if you want to take some souvenirs with you, it's best not to go there. Just find a commercial street or a mall. There are plenty of things there."

"Thank you, master."

"Don't be so polite. You guys should be going to the Nadam Festival tomorrow, right? My family will have a stall there. If I run into you there, I'll treat you to some snacks from our grasslands, free of charge."

"Really?" Qin Xinlei asked.

"Of course, hahaha."

We chatted along the way and no one noticed the passage of time, and we arrived at our destination very quickly.

The vehicle stopped outside a store called 'Xilin Jixiang Grassland Premium Lamb'. Zhou Peng even felt that he had not talked enough. When he got off the car, he was still discussing with Chen Xing the news he had just heard from the driver.

"There will be a non-professional group in tomorrow's show. Shall we sign up then?"

While chatting, I heard from the driver that tomorrow's Mongolian Three Arts Tour will have a non-professional group, which is actually a tourist group.

In the past, there was no distinction between professional and non-professional, and all contestants were from the grasslands. But in recent years, tourism has become a pillar industry across the country, and people in Inner Mongolia also want to make progress. So Nadam opened a new non-professional group to allow tourists to experience Mongolian special activities.

The three arts of Mongolia are boqe, horse racing, and archery.

Boker is what we often call Mongolian wrestling. In Inner Mongolia, it is called Boker. During the days when Nadam lasts, Boker and horse racing competitions are uninterrupted, ensuring that tourists who come to watch every day can see the performances of the three Mongolian arts.

After hearing what Zhou Peng said, Chen Xing took a look at his increasingly fat body and said, "I heard that the heavier you are in wrestling, the more advantages you have. You have a big advantage."

Before Zhou Peng could refute, his wife burst out laughing.

She just thought what Chen Xing said was funny. Zhou Peng was fat, so he might have an advantage in wrestling. She didn't think there was anything wrong with Zhou Peng being fat... In fact, she liked boys who were a little fatter, and Zhou Peng was just right.

She is not ugly, and can even be said to be quite handsome, and her height is not bad either.

But Zhou Peng was not happy with her smile, and looked at her sideways: "What are you laughing at? Okay, you think I'm fat too? I can tell you, I will lose weight this year."

I'm only 20 kilograms over the standard weight, so who can't lose weight?

"I'm not laughing at you. You're fine, really." Qin Xinlei said quickly.

Chen Xing could feel the sincerity of this girl and couldn't help but sigh. It's true that different people have different tastes. It turns out that there are really beautiful girls who don't like handsome guys with muscles, but like fat guys instead.

Fortunately, there are few women like this, otherwise all his muscles would have been trained in vain... although he didn't train them himself.

As soon as they entered the store, the three of them were welcomed very warmly.

This restaurant covers a large area. After entering, apart from the cashier counter, there is a hall. The hall is divided into two parts. The half near the entrance is no different from any other restaurant you usually see, but the other half is very special.

The restaurant has set up several yurts here.

That’s right, it’s the kind of yurts on the grassland, but they are built directly inside the building.

The shapes of these yurts are traditional and gorgeous, much better than what Chen Xing had seen before. He had played a game called Tsushima before, the background of which was that the Mongolian army wanted to liberate the island country. There were many yurts used by senior generals, which were similar to the ones here.

Very handsome.

Zhou Peng was obviously interested. He gestured in the direction of the yurt and asked, "So? Let's go experience it?"

"Okay." Qin Xinlei nodded.

Chen Xing also nodded.

It has been agreed that he only needs to bring his mouth with him this time, and all expenses will be paid by Master Zhou.

It looks very traditional from the outside, but it is very modern when you walk in. The tables are not low tables, but large round tables that are very common in restaurants and hotels, the kind that can seat ten people without feeling crowded. There are electric lights and a TV.

It might be a 40-inch TV, which is quite big.

A waitress followed in and asked, "What would you like to order?"

"Just one roasted whole lamb will do." Zhou Peng said. After ordering, he was afraid that it was not enough, so he asked Chen Xing, "Is one enough? How about we order something else?"

"A sheep weighs more than 10 to 20 kilograms. We may have to pack some to take back. But the roasted lamb kidneys are also a specialty. You can order some to try."

Lamb kidneys?
Zhou Peng was a little tempted, but after thinking about Qin Xinlei who was newly pregnant, he sighed and said, "Forget it, let's just eat meat, okay?"

Who should I go to after eating?

Qin Xinlei had no other opinions. She was not a vegetarian and had long wanted to eat Mongolian roasted whole lamb. This time, she finally got the opportunity to have fun on the wedding day. She didn't know when she would be able to eat these delicious foods next time.

"Then do you want to go and have a look at the sheep? We have a 17-jin sheep, a 23-jin sheep, and a 26-jin sheep. They can be slaughtered right now, but it will take a little longer to roast a whole sheep. We will need about two to three hours to do it."

Chen Xing said, "A small one will do. The one weighing 17 jin was just killed, right?"

The waitress smiled and said, "It's guaranteed to be fresh. There are so many people these two days that there's no lamb left. Many people come to eat every day. It only takes more than half an hour to wait for 17 pounds. The price is 68 yuan per pound. Do you think it's okay?"

"Sure, six bottles of cold Tsingtao, a can of Wanglaoji, and any snacks?"

"There are a lot, you can look at the menu."

This restaurant serves nothing but mutton. You can also order mutton hotpot here. The so-called snacks are various grilled skewers, which look very tempting, but I really don't want to order any of them because I have to eat a whole roasted lamb later.

Zhou Peng flipped through the menu and sighed, feeling that the next hour might be a bit difficult to endure. Time is really a little demon. Normally, a month or two would pass in a flash, but only when you are waiting for delicious food can you feel like a year has passed.

Seeing that he didn't want to order, Chen Xing took it and ordered some lamb skewers and two skewers of grilled kidneys.

If Zhou Peng doesn’t want to eat it, he can eat it himself.

The waiter put away the menu and asked, "We also have a lamb opening ceremony, which is free. Do you want to join it?"

Qin Xinlei exclaimed, not knowing what this thing was.

"Go ahead!" said Zhou Peng.

It was probably some kind of show. There was even a fire-lighting ceremony in his father's hotel. (End of this chapter)