Hello, 1983

The person who came to take off his leather hat and coat outside was not Li Tie.

I feel that the breath on his body is more fierce, like a sharp blade unsheathed.

The more difficult and dangerous the environment is, for him, it is the best tempering, and Li Tie enjoys such days very much.

This point, Liu Qingshan can feel from Li Tie's spirit.

The more tempered, the sharper Li Tie will be.

Perhaps for ordinary people, he prefers a peaceful and peaceful life; but for Li Tie, he prefers to face challenges and dangers.

"Tie Zi, this is my target." Li Tie Niu stretched out a big slap and patted Li Tie's shoulder hard.

Li Tie's eyes swept towards Xiao Cui'er, and the girl shuddered subconsciously, and quickly grabbed Li Tie Niu's arm.

"Yes, he is a very pure person, Iron Bull, congratulations."

Li Tie still didn't say much, but he could tell that he was also happy for Li Tieniu, his brother.

Along with Li Tie entering the house, there is also Lao Kai, this guy still looks like a fool, and greets Liu Qingshan with a smile:

"Boss, it's still you who are amazing, you know it's us in the house."

Liu Qingshan's eyes fell on Lao Gai's left arm: "In a few days, my master will come here, and then I will ask master to help you take a look, so as not to leave the root of the disease in the future."

"Thank you boss." Lao Gai's eyes also became serious.

His arm was injured during the fight. After the trauma was healed, he always felt inconvenient. He never thought that Liu Qingshan would be able to see it at a glance, which also warmed his heart.

Everyone sat down, and Xiao Cui Er silently poured hot tea for everyone, and then turned around and went out of the room. She knew that the men must have something to talk about.

"How are the other people?" Liu Qingshan asked with his mouth open.

Li Tie glanced at Lao Gai, and Lao Gai said with a cigarette in his mouth: "Boss, don't worry, you are all living well. Aguula and the others have led the people from the tribe to go shopping, and they will be back in a while."

"How many people are here, we have to entertain them." Liu Qingshan still attaches great importance to this, because this may involve further cooperation in the future.

Lao Gai spit out a smoke ring: "More than ten people,

The leader was the son of a patriarch. "

"By the way, boss, there is one more thing, that guy Agula is too unpromising, he was recruited by the tribe's patriarch as a son-in-law, hee hee."

After speaking, this guy hummed, it was the piece of music that the second senior brother recited his daughter-in-law in Gao Lao Zhuang.

Everyone was amused, but Liu Qingshan did not laugh: "Don't report good news but not bad news, tell me how many battles you have experienced?"

Lao Gai put away his hippie smile and looked at Liu Qingshan with respect, and then told them what happened to them in detail.

Hearing other people's blood boiled, their foreheads were sweating.

There is no need to go into details about the dangers involved. If it weren't for the fact that these people are all experienced and have unique skills, they might all be damaged.

"Boss, these are all over, and it will get better and better in the future. When I came back this time, they were worried about us, so they sent a team to escort us."

Lao Gai spoke for more than half an hour, and this was the end.

Liu Qingshan nodded: "I won't say those polite words, I will be good brothers in the future."

"When we come back this time, everyone will receive 20,000 yuan first, and mail it back to the home, so that we can settle down at home, and we can feel at ease when we are outside."

"There is still 30,000 yuan left for each person, so don't give it to the family. It's not a good thing to make so much money suddenly."

Lao Gai habitually gave a salute: "Yes, boss!"

This long trip is really worth it. Now, when there are few households with 10,000 yuan, 20,000 yuan is enough for the family to live well.

You can buy a small four-wheeler and cultivate more land.

It can be used for younger siblings to study and start a family.

You can honor your parents and elders, and you don't have to live as hard as before...

Later, Liu Qingshan asked about the situation in Buryatia. Basically, he lived a life of grazing, and a small part lived with Maozi in the city.

Their lives are still relatively primitive and relatively closed and backward, but they are at ease.

It's just that there is a shortage of supplies, things like tobacco, alcohol, sugar and tea are the most popular there.

While we were chatting, a large group of people came in outside the house, headed by Agula and Daozi and others, followed by a group of men in robes and mink fur.

Not all of them were men, but there was also a woman inside, with a furry mink hat on her head, a fur coat wrapped around her body, and a rosy face.

After taking off his coat, he revealed a toned figure, his eyes were clear and bold, revealing a bit of wildness.

It seems that this is Agula's girlfriend, just looking at this body, it is estimated that if the couple fight, Agula will definitely not be able to beat his daughter-in-law.

Agula was in charge of the introduction, first introducing Liu Qingshan, Hou San and others, and then introducing the guests.

Buryat is also a branch of Mongolia, so Liu Qingshan couldn't remember so many names for a while, so he knew that the tribe heir was named Batu.

Batu is actually the same sound as Batu, which means warrior.

Moreover, this young man is indeed burly and strong, with a height of 1.85 meters, which is slightly smaller than Li Tieniu.

In addition, Batu's sister, also Agula's girlfriend, is named Dudagula.

The reason why Liu Qingshan can remember this name is mainly because the meaning of the name Dudagula is very interesting.

The general meaning is that it is the same as recruiting younger brothers and bringing younger brothers. I can't imagine that other people's ethnic group also pays attention to this kind of thing.

And it seems to be quite effective, at least she really has a younger brother, better than the car owner's family.

The language barrier made chatting a bit difficult. Liu Qingshan looked at the time and it was time for dinner, so let's treat the guests with wine. Wine is the best way for men to communicate.

I didn't go to the hotel either, mainly because Agula advocated that fresh vegetables could be eaten in the warehouse.

As for meat, when people were on Lake Baikal, beef and mutton were the staple food.

So I set up a few tables in the canteen on the side of the warehouse, and the food was served. Sure enough, these men kept saying hello to the vegetables.

Even the most common cabbage fried with carrots is delicious, and a plate of mung bean sprouts fried with leeks has been added several times.

It's just that most of them can't use chopsticks well, and they can't grasp it with their hands, so it's a little hard to eat.

Of course, wine is indispensable. It's colder over there than here. Drinking alcohol can relax the muscles and activate blood.

These men are very rough, drinking directly from big bowls.

Li Tieniu's eyes lit up when he saw it, he poured out a big bowl, touched it with the guests, and then drank it all.

"Good guy!" That group of people liked this, and they were so drunk that a strong man pulled Li Tieniu and had to wrestle.

The three arts of Mongolian men are wrestling, horseback riding and archery. All of them are good wrestlers.

If you don't practice this, you won't even be able to marry a daughter-in-law.

That strong man was named Timur, which means harder than iron, and he was a good wrestler in the tribe, second only to Batu.

Everyone also followed suit and went to the snow outside the cafeteria together, treating it as a wrestling arena.

Timur took off all the extra clothes and trousers on his body and wore a special wrestling leather jacket covered with copper nails.

In the big winter, showing a pair of sturdy bronze arms, dancing the eagle dance on the ground.

The surrounding clansmen still sang war songs and the like, while the people here clapped their hands hard, and the atmosphere was very warm

"Boss, you also come to a song!" Hou San knew Liu Qingshan's old bottom, and also followed suit.

This time, everyone's applause became more enthusiastic.

Of course Liu Qingshan wouldn't have stage fright: "It would be great if Brother Teng from our company under the big tree came. If he can sing in Mongolian, I can only sing in Mandarin, but the style is still grassland style."

Uncle Teng's Paradise has now been created and has become his famous song. It happened that all the Mongolian guests came, and Liu Qingshan was going to sing this song.

Others took out the tape recorder from the house and played the accompaniment tape.

With the sound of the matouqin, the herdsmen present felt a little itchy in their throats. Under the leadership of Batu, the unique sound of khumai echoed.

"Blue sky, clear lake, green grassland, this is my home..."

Agula acted as an interpreter for the herdsmen next to him. Hearing the group of people nodded again and again, this melodious melody was indeed suitable for singing when grazing in the vast grasslands.

Liu Qingshan's voice suddenly rose: "I love you, my home, my home, my paradise, oh... oh..."

This time, the souls of those herdsmen seemed to be instantly ignited, and they also raised their voices and sang along with Liu Qingshan in their own language.

Everyone is not surprised, most of them have seen or experienced: under normal circumstances, if the boss sings, it will basically evolve into a chorus in the end.

The song goes back and forth, completely making these herdsmen sing.

Infected, in the end, Liu Qingshan also got excited, broke out directly, and showed a few non-standard Mongolian words:

"O, ayaran, ayaranayaracar, ayaranbailguide!"

But the herdsmen still understood, this is a popular proverb in their nation:

Everything goes with the flow, everything is God's will.

After one song is sung, only Liu Qingshan's vigorous singing wafts far away between heaven and earth.

Several sturdy herdsmen rushed up, lifted Liu Qingshan, and threw it into the air, shouting, "Tengger, Tengger!"

In Mongolian, Tengger means heaven.

A foreigner, to be so embraced, is enough to be proud of.

"Agula, if you want to sing to me in the future, just sing this song!"

Dudagula grabbed Agula's arm, not to mention, the two people's names are quite a good match.

Agula secretly complained in his heart, even though he could speak multiple languages, but he didn't have the talent to sing.

But he still nodded vigorously and agreed, man, how can you say that he can't.

This song by Liu Qingshan really heated up the field. Next, the wrestling competition continued.

But as soon as he got started with Li Tieniu, Timur lost his spirit.

As soon as the two men's arms met, Timur was thrown all the way by Li Tieniu and rolled onto the snow.

This time, Timur was overthrown and bowed to Li Tieniu. The people of this family worshiped the strong most.

Xiao Cui'er blushed and came up to put on Li Tie Niu's coat, and Li Tie Niu was left with a big mouth and a silly grin.

And those herdsmen came over one after another, put their right hands on their chests, and then bowed to pay tribute to Li Tie Niu.

This made Li Tieniu wave his hands again and again: "I dare not act, I dare not act, my ability is far worse than my little brother."

After Agula's translation, the herdsmen wondered: Is there anything more fierce?

Li Tieniu grabbed Liu Qingshan's arm and pulled him over: "This is my little brother."

Doesn't he know how to sing? This body seems to be a little worse for wrestling, right?

The herdsmen are even more strange, but the prairie men are more straightforward, and Batu directly asked Liu Qingshan for advice and wanted to fall with him.

Thinking of this nation's attitude of worshipping brave men, Liu Qingshan nodded and agreed, because you can only win the respect of these herdsmen by showing your strong side.

So a new round of Boke started, Boke is Mongolian wrestling.

After Liu Qingshan was replaced, the situation on the field was a bit reversed: Batu was tall and burly, and Liu Qingshan seemed a little thin.

In fact, Liu Qingshan is also 1.8 meters tall, but he is not as tall as Batu.

Liu Qingshan's wrestling ability can only be said to be average, that is, the level of holding cucumber racks with his friends in the village when he was a child.

On the other hand, Batu won the wrestling championship at the Naadam Conference. He first took a vigorous eagle step and circled Liu Qingshan a few times.

Seeing that Liu Qingshan didn't do anything, Batu let out a loud roar and grabbed Liu Qingshan's arms with both hands.

This is also the rule of their wrestling, reminding the opponent before attacking, and will never attack.

Putting four arms together, those herdsmen knew that Liu Qingshan would definitely lose.

Because they know too much about Batu's wrestling ability, as long as they get hold of him, they will only have the fate of being knocked down by him.

I saw Batu pulling his arms forward with force, and then pushing back again, and his feet also made a swift and hidden kick.

This pull, push, and separation seems simple, but it is very fast, and the use of force is extremely pure.

Among the herdsmen who watched the excitement, many people were defeated by this move. They were about to applaud, but found that Batu's opponent had not fallen.

Although the body also leaned forward and back together, but a pair of feet were firmly nailed to the ground like roots.

Batu struggled again and again, and the strength in his body rose from wave to wave, but it still failed to work.

He was so shocked that he hurriedly pulled back, but his arms were entangled with Liu Qingshan's, and he couldn't break free at all.

It's embarrassing to pull down. You can't advance, you can't retreat, and this seasoned wrestling veteran doesn't know what to do.

"Get up!" Liu Qingshan roared loudly, and with a violent swing of his arms, he swung his body, which weighed more than 200 jin, into the air.

And Liu Qingshan's arms shook violently, and Tudu felt his own hands slip, and he could no longer grasp the opponent's arm, and was thrown out abruptly.

The people around couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation, it's freezing, don't break people.

Badu flew out several meters away, and was about to fall to the ground, but his body was caught by Liu Qingshan who was catching up, and then he firmly placed Badu on the ground.

This time, the herdsmen were completely convinced, and slammed around and danced around Liu Qingshan, shouting loudly:

"Batu, Batu!"