The Local Lazy Man System

"Brother Ye, let's make a bowl!"

Deget Bayar raised a bowl of wine and said to Ye Yaorong.

How can it be possible that there is no wine to entertain guests in a grassland herder's house?

It's just that the herders on the grassland drink differently from the people in the city. The people in the city drink wine by toasting glass by glass. On this grassland, the herders like to drink with bowls, and toast is bowl by bowl.

This person who can't drink enough really dare not drink with the herdsmen on the grassland.

Most of the wine drunk in the homes of grassland herdsmen is horse milk wine brewed by the grassland herdsmen themselves.

The origin of this horse milk wine can be traced back to a generation of Tianjiao Genghis Khan Temujin.

According to legend, as early as the early Yuan Dynasty, Mobei was in a period of great turmoil and great change. At that time, the ancient Mongolian tribes were scattered, and the tribes competed for strength and each chose the monarch.

Temujin, who had just turned 17, inherited his father’s legacy, rode on a war horse and waved a flag to rebuild his home. Temujin’s wife was at home, thinking of her husband on the expedition, while making milk food.

One day, when she was cooking yogurt, water drops on the lid of the pot flowed into the bowl next to her, letting her smell the special milk fragrance.

Temujin’s wife tasted delicious, sweet and ecstatic feeling. Gradually, she mastered the craftsmanship of wine making in production and life, and simply made wine utensils and brewed them by herself.

At the celebration ceremony where Temujin made a great sweat, she dedicated the wine she brewed to her husband, Genghis Khan and the soldiers. After drinking, Dahan and the soldiers shouted for praise.

From then on, Genghis Khan sealed it as an imperial meal wine and named it Sailin Eriha.

Whenever the ancient Mongolian people present Hada and milk wine to the guests, it is the highest etiquette for the guests.

Milk wine has become a must-have wine for the ancient Mongolian people to receive guests.

Don't think that this mare kumm is made from mare's milk, just think that this mare's kumm is low in strength, that's wrong, this mare kumm is not low in strength at all.

This average-drinking person would get drunk 80% of the time after a bowl of mare kumiss.

However, the ancient Mongolian prairie is located in the north, and it is very cold in winter at night. Both adults and children must drink a bowl of mare kumiss to get rid of the cold. After many years, the herdsmen on this prairie do not have a bad drinking capacity.

Many seven or eight-year-old children on the grassland can drink one catty or half a catty of horse kumiss.

"it is good!"

Ye Yaorong also brought up a bowl of wine to toast Deget Bayar.

"Good drink!"

"it is good!"

"readily!"

Seeing that Ye Yaorong gave out a full bowl of wine in one sip, these grassland herdsmen had a good impression of Ye Yaorong, and they all gave Ye Yaorong a thumbs up.

After all, foreign tourists who come to the prairie are rarely able to drink a bowl of mare kumiss in such a straightforward manner.

"Brother Ye, you are welcome to come to our tribe as a guest, and I will toast you a bowl of wine."

After finishing a bowl of wine with Degedubayar, another ancient Mongolian man immediately picked up a big bowl and drank with Ye Yaorong.

"it is good!"

Ye Yaorong didn't refuse anyone who came, and still didn't frown his eyebrows, and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

"readily!"

"Brother Ye is a real man!"

"Brother Ye, I respect you!"

"Brother Ye, how old are you older than me, I respect you!"

"Brother Ye, come, let's have a bowl too!"

Seeing that Ye Yaorong drank a bowl of wine so boldly again, everyone in this tribe took a high look at Ye Yaorong and drank with Ye Yaorong one after another.

Whether it's home-brewed marquis or high-grade liquor, everyone is very bold and pours it in large bowls.

Fortunately, Ye Yaorong had a good amount of alcohol, otherwise it would really be too much for so many people to drink.

After an hour passed, Liu Qingqing and the women who could not drink enough, and Shalinna left the open-air firework banquet where the wine was full of wine and the drunken atmosphere had reached a feverish level, and returned to the tent prepared for them to stay.

This kid Liu Xiaohui also wanted to go to rest with Liu Qingqing and the others, but it was a pity that he was dragged to drink by a prairie guy who was his age.

This man on the prairie is very patriarchal.

A woman can drink at once, but a man must drink until he goes out sideways, otherwise he will not show the hospitality and enthusiasm of the ancient Mongolians.

Liu Xiaohui, who didn't have much alcohol in the first place, didn't take a few shots, but was drunk by an ancient Meng guy who was about his age.

Ye Yaorong looked at Liu Xiaohui, who was drunk, and shook his head, his brother-in-law's drink volume was too bad. From now on, whether the Liu family let him develop in the army or work in the political axe department, how can he drink it?

This Liu Xiaohui was soon carried down to rest by the ancient Meng guys who were similar to him.

When this fireworks dinner is here, the women, the elderly and the children all go back to rest, and the rest are the young adults in this tribe.

"Brother Ye, you are absolutely drinking. On our ancient Mongolian prairie, a man like you can count it with one palm."

"Yeah, I have lived in the ancient Mongolian prairie for half my life, and this is the first time I have met someone like Brother Ye with a good drinker."

"Brother Ye, you are a good person, with a good drinker, this character is better!"

"Brother Ye, today we are not drunk or go home. If anyone drank halfway and ran away, it is not a man, but a wife."

The atmosphere was completely uplifted when the wine was drunk, especially for the big guy in the twenties of the tribe. Up to now, Ye Guangrong, a guest who came from far away, has not been able to drink well, which made them all embarrassed.

Today, even if everyone is drunk on the ground, they have to drink this outrageous "Brother Ye".

"Ok...well...today...we won't be drunk."

Ye Yaorong also picked up the bowl and said loudly.

Now Ye Yaorong had at least five or six kilograms of wine in his stomach. Just go to the toilet, there is actually no toilet, just go to a place where everyone can't see it.

The herdsmen on the grassland all go to the toilet like this, and Ye Yaorong naturally went to the countryside to follow the customs.

Ye Yaorong went to the toilet three or four times.

This is still Ye Yaorong's powerful digestive system. If it were an average person, if he drank five or six catties of wine, his stomach would be bloated.

In fact, the current Ye Yaorong was actually four to five points drunk, which can be seen from his stuttering.

This also allowed these prairie guys to see some hope of victory, if Ye Yaorong didn't change his face, he wouldn't be drunk at all.

These prairie guys are really going to cry.

But don't you guys get drunk and get down, he is not at all drunk.

How can this show the enthusiasm of these grassland herders?

The point is that if this is spread out, it will be really shameful!

A big man of dozens of numbers in a tribe was drunk by a tourist from outside, how could he go out to meet people in the future!

"Okay, refreshing, Brother Ye, let's have another bowl."

Degedubayar picked up the bowl and went to Ye Yaorong. This is the fourth bowl of wine that Degedubayar and Ye Yaorong have done. In addition to the wine with others, Degedubayar also has Six or seven points drunk.

The circle centered on Ye Yaorong became more lively, so that Ye Yaorong's boldness and enthusiasm was completely infected.

Although the night in the ancient Mongolian prairie in October was very cold, Ye glorified them drinking by the fireworks, and almost everyone had a hot face and ears.

Not only did everyone not feel cold, but they also felt very hot. Many people took off their coats, and even some of them were physically strong, with their entire coats off and shirtless and drinking.

At this time, Ye Yaorong also drank the wine, and simply threw off the clothes on his upper body. The shirtless, yelling five and six, and the hospitable Gu Meng brothers began to fight.

At this time, everyone was drunk for more than seven or eight minutes, regardless of howling lonely wolf, shouting loudly one after another, bowl after bowl of mare kumiss and white wine, like drinking water, with a neck Ang, just pour it down.

Now everyone is not drinking, it looks like they are drinking water.

Bowl after bowl, some of the women watching by the side shook their heads.

Today, the guests from Deget Bayar’s family drink too much. Drinking is like drinking water, so that the young and middle-aged people in the tribe will be drunk.

However, these ancient Mongolian women did not persuade them to stop drinking. On the ancient Mongolian grassland, guests are coming, so you must let them eat and drink well.

Where can I go and tell the guests that the drink is almost done, so let’s end it!

If that were the case, the hospitality reputation of the herders on the prairie would be completely destroyed.

Ye Yaorong hadn't fallen drunk yet, some young and middle-aged in this tribe had fallen drunk.

As long as someone falls drunk, the ancient Mongol women who are watching will come and carry him away~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The women on the grassland are very strong, and two or three people can get one drunk. The big man took them away and sent them back to their own home.

As the ancient Mongols fell drunk, Ye Yaorong's personal image suddenly grew taller.

"Uncle Aolima Su Rong, I... Let's drink a bowl."

Ye Yaorong was eight or nine minutes drunk now, and he started looking for someone to drink.

"dry!"

Uncle Aolima Su Rong just took a sip and just got down. This was drunk and got down.

"Is this drunk?"

Ye Yaorong looked at Aolima Su Rong who was drunk and confused.

"Ye... Brother Ye, let's... make another bowl!"

Battelle drunkly brought a bowl of mare's milk wine, put his arm around Ye Yao Yao's shoulder and drank with Ye Yao Yao.

"dry!"

Ye Yaorong drank all the kumiss in the bowl in one sip.

Now Ye Yaorong couldn't remember how much wine he had drunk, anyway, now Ye Yaorong's mind was a ball of soy sauce, which was very thick.

Can't remember when this wine was drunk, Ye Yaorong only remembered that everyone had been drunk by himself, and he was still standing alone.

But without cheating, Ye Yaorong, who relied on his body to resist the alcohol, was completely drunk and confused, and walked a little bit upside down.

Without the support of these women, Ye Guangrong walked upside down to the tent where he slept at night alone.

Entering a tent, Ye Yaorong lay on the ground.

"Wife!"

Ye Yaorong hugged the woman in the bed, called his wife in a daze, and fell asleep.

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