Jianbao life

Chapter 296 People here drink wine like water

This morning, Li Heng got up early.

When he got dressed and got out of the yurt, the wind and snow that had been raging outside all night stopped, and the herdsmen gathered around the middle of the front chatting and laughing.

A big pot was set up with a bonfire among them, and the smell of meat wafted from the pot.

There were many people drinking wine and competing in wrestling and archery to add to the fun. Some even rode their favorite horses for a walk early in the morning to refresh themselves.

For the herdsmen who were born in the grasslands, the entertainment projects in the city are very distant to them. In this kind of place where there is almost no electricity and no entertainment facilities, their only fun is wrestling with each other, archery, and riding horses to herd.

In particular, this wrestling has been the most habitual activity of the Mongolian people since ancient times, and it is called Boke in the Mongolian language.It's a way to strengthen your body, and it's also a way to show off your abilities.

Li Heng also saw that Battelle, whom he saw yesterday, was lazily lying on the side. There was no rope on his body to tie the dog, and there was no kennel. The only thing that could be called a dog was the wooden plate next to it.

The wooden plate contained food that the owner had allowed it to eat, including wolf bones that had just been fished out of the pot.

Battelle's hearing and sense of smell are very sensitive. Li Heng just stood up when he saw its ears move, stood up quickly, and flew over.

Seeing this scene, many herdsmen subconsciously took out the shotgun that they never left behind, but few of them would press their index fingers on the trigger.

For those herders, this kind of dog is the most important member of their family. Only a good dog can have its own name and become a member of their family, so it is impossible for them to shoot any dog.

Even if this dog can kill a person.

Li Heng was also startled, and was knocked down by Battle before he could react.

"Battelle!" Zhang Minglan whistled at Battelle, and then Battelle stood up, reluctantly licked Li Heng twice, and quickly ran to Zhang Minglan's feet, looking at Zhang Minglan very obediently.

All the herdsmen looked at Li Heng in disbelief.

They all knew that Battelle was the king of all Mongolian mastiffs in this area, and he would not take the initiative to get close to anyone except Zhang Minglan, let alone treat a stranger with such enthusiasm.

Is it Zhang Minglan and a man?

Thinking of this kind of problem, the herdsmen looked at Zhang Minglan with ambiguous eyes, whistled a few times as if to make a fuss, and yelled at Zhang Minglan in Mongolian.

Early in the morning, the already lively camp became even more lively.

Amidst the ups and downs of cheers, a man in a leather robe walked out of the crowd. He was holding a clay bowl in his hand. He walked up to Li Heng slowly and put his hand in his hand. A bottle of Manai wine unique to Inner Mongolia was brought to Li Heng, and he said rudely in unskilled Mandarin: "Drink it!"

Li Heng was taken aback for a moment.

He has never been to Inner Mongolia, and he knows more or less the customs of Inner Mongolia.

Serving wine and respecting guests is one of the traditional ways of Mongolian hospitality.Since ancient times, they have believed that good wine is the essence of food and the crystallization of five grains. They present their most precious good wine to the guests, which is to express the respect and respect of the grassland people to the guests.

However, the actions and tone of the man in front of him did not contain the rumored respect and respect. Instead, there was a sense of provocation.

"Aleph! Don't force our guest to drink, he won't drink with you, come back quickly!" Zhang Minglai who was standing over there said with a smile, arms folded.

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of malicious ridicule around.

Brother Snake and Liu Jingtao, who came out from behind, looked at each other in blank dismay. It was rare for them to see Zhang Minglan targeting a person like this.

This time I came to Inner Mongolia to ask Zhang Minglan's father, Zhang Daoyin, to do something, but seeing Li Heng humiliated by them for no reason made them feel a burst of anger.

They have followed Master Liu to Inner Mongolia many times, and they also know the culture of drinking here.

The residents on this grassland, whether they are men, women, old or young, are all people who can drink very well. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are all alcoholics who drink wine like water!Moreover, the wine they drink has more stamina than the liquor brewed in the mainland, and it is very easy to drink.

After two or three cups, you don't know how your day will go!
The people they brought before, when they met Zhang Minglan for the first time, they were all forced to drink five bowls, and then they drank unconsciously, and they couldn't tell where was the sky and where was the earth!

This piece of Minglan is clearly mocking Li Heng for being inferior to women and children, and not daring to take a bowl of wine and drink it!

Li Heng frowned.

If he still can't see that these herdsmen and Zhang Minglan are deliberately targeting him, then he is either stupid or has cerebral palsy.

He thought about it along the way, and realized that he had never sinned against Zhang Minglan's actions at all, but Zhang Minglan had been targeting him everywhere along the way, and his words were a little bit harsh from time to time, which made him very uncomfortable.

That's what happened to the guy named Aleph just now, obviously mocking him.

Li Heng can be sure that this Aleph did not target him because of Zhang Minglan's instigation, but there is no doubt that if he had his throat bitten off by Battelle just now, they would definitely not do anything.

He can even watch all this happen indifferently and indifferently, and then just say sorry and it's over.

Even if Li Hengxian is a Buddhist and is forced to have a bad temper, he is not forced by this group of people to change his job from a Buddhist young man to a Taoist grumpy old man.

Li Heng smiled coldly and suppressed the anger in his heart.

He reached out and snatched the porcelain bowl from Aleph's hand, drank the wine inside, and then turned the empty bowl upside down: "Is there any more? I'm done."

Later, we will have to see what kind of tricks this group of people want to do. No matter what kind of tricks, he will accept the tricks, and some kind of soldiers will come to cover them up!
(End of this chapter)