Livestreaming the Hunt

Get everything done.

That night, Wang Kui and Zhao Zhongheng took all the equipment and flew directly to Bayanzhuoer Tianjitai Airport on the flight from Shanghai.

Arrived there at exactly ten o'clock in the evening.

Bayar was very sincere and drove to the airport to pick him up.

He looks like the voice on the phone, in his thirties, with typical Mongolian features, tall and strong, with fair skin, and a string of Xingyue Bodhi necklaces around his neck. After meeting, he first called He greeted him, and was immediately attracted by the domineering appearance of the big butt: "Brother, you look like a fierce dog! How much did you pay for it?"

"It was made in the mountains..."

Wang Kui simply explained a few words.

Bayar liked it more and more.

When we arrived at the parking lot, there was a black Land Rover Range Rover Executive Edition. The car was large enough to hold a lot of things.

He is very good at talking, and after chatting all the way, he found out that the ranch was opened by Bayar's father. Because he wanted to do sand business and needed money, his father sold some of the sheep.

From the airport back to the urban area of ​​Bayanzhull.

Both sides of the road are basically endless woods, and with the moonlight, the clear river is rippling, and on the water surface, there are a few white-haired and black-edged gulls flapping their wings and playing around from time to time.

In Fengtian and Modu, it is difficult to see such beautiful greenery.

In the urban area, green trees and lakes can be seen everywhere, but there are also many high-rise buildings, coupled with the busy streets, and the continuous flow of people, which adds a lot of vitality to the city.

Bayar arranged for the two of them to have a meal and stay in a nearby hotel.

next morning.

They drove off on time and headed northeast to the Urad Grassland, the largest in the Bayandrow Prairie, where his family's Xilin Ranch is located.

Because the road had to bypass Yinshan Mountain, Bayar drove all morning before he saw the pasture.

inside the car.

Wang Kui took out the recorder and clicked on the live broadcast.

at the same time.

Tiger Fish Outdoor's homepage cover live broadcast, and suddenly his live broadcast room page was added:

A Modern Silk Road? Watch Lao Kui Wilderness: Inner Mongolia hunts tens of thousands of herds!

Today is Monday.

Not many people watched the live broadcast in the morning.

But Tiger Fish couldn't stand it and put in a lot of effort to promote his first broadcast, and released a small speaker advertisement one day in advance.

In addition, Zhao Zhongheng has attracted new fans on Weibo and Douyin in the past few days.

As soon as the live broadcast room was opened, hundreds of people crowded in the room!

[Finally it's time for Lao Kui to start broadcasting! 】

[Excuse me, is this the fierce man who hates bears and leopards? 】

[Is there a tiger? I want to see tigers! 】

[Bloody scene? Hold the grass, is it so real? 】

...

Because it was recommended on the home page, many new passers-by came in. They noticed that there was a line of translucent font reminder in the lower left corner of Lao Kui's live broadcast room:

"All the actions in this live broadcast room have been legally filed, and may involve slight blood, violence, etc., please watch as appropriate, and do not imitate."

Seeing more and more people gathered, Wang Kui smiled, and said, "Hi, newcomers, I'm Wang Kui, an outdoor wilderness anchor, a professional hunter, follow my live broadcast, you will watch To all kinds of thrilling hunting that ordinary people can't experience!"

"Our current location is on the road to the Bayanzhuoer Urad Grassland. After a while, you will see the endless grassland and the magnificent scene of tens of thousands of herds..."

After a few opening remarks, he pointed the camera out of the car window.

The grasslands of Inner Mongolia are indeed beautiful.

Although the Urad Grassland belongs to the semi-desert grassland, it is now in midsummer and the greenery is very lush.

The grass on both sides of the river is green and curling, and the blue sky looks like a felt tent lived by herdsmen. Its four sides are connected to the earth, and it is endless. When you see groups of cattle and sheep appearing and disappearing.

Bayar drove directly into the ranch.

It can be seen that there are circles of cattle and sheep driven by herdsmen, and even a lot of brown and black horses. At a glance, there must be thousands of them at least, which is really spectacular.

In the center of the ranch, there are several large yurts built with white oilcloth.

Xu heard the sound of a car.

The curtain of the yurt was lifted, and a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a green cloth gown and blue satin pants, came out.

The uncle's hair is scraggly, and he is past the age of his life, but his body is still strong, his face is dry and wrinkled, but his cheeks are red, and he has a sense of energy. A long black and gray beard is swaying in the wind. comfortable.

Wang Kui and the others got out of the car.

A fresh smell of mud and grass, mixed with a little smell of sheep manure, got into the nose at once.

"Moo..."

"Meh..."

Next to it, there were a few calls of cattle and sheep from time to time. Zhao Zhongheng closed his eyes, just smelling the smell and listening to the sound without looking, he could draw a picture in his mind. Cattle and Sheep” picture scroll.

[Hold the grass! With so many sheep and cattle, who knows how much it costs? 】

[Lao Kui's employer this time is a real rich man! 】

[My family is from Inner Mongolia. With the turf alone, 1000 acres of land and 500 sheep will cost 200,000 yuan a year. I think the scale must be tens of thousands of acres! 】

[Is this too rich? 】

Bayar walked two steps quickly, and introduced: "This is the management of my ranch, just call Uncle Slan..."

Uncle Silan looked at Wang Kui with a bright and sunny face, but he was full of ruthlessness in his bones, especially the pair of energetic eyes, which were extremely aggressive.

Be a good hunter!

Wang Kui also felt that this old herdsman in charge was unusual.

In Mongolian, Ari Silan means a lion. If you can use Silan as your name, you must have been a tough guy when you were young!

He said hello.

Uncle Slan smiled, and greeted with his right hand, "Let's go, little brother, pick the horse first..."

Several people were driving.

From the yurt to the horse farm.

Good guy.

Except on TV, the audience in the live broadcast room have never seen so many horses in real life, all of them are fat and strong, and they whistle a few times from time to time, some are brown, some are maroon, and some are white, there are countless.

"This is not a pure-blooded Mongolian horse..."

Looking at the characteristics of these horses, Wang Kui found that they were generally taller than Mongolian horses, because Mongolian horses were a relatively small breed, but judging from the appearance of their skulls and horseshoes, they fit some of the characteristics of Mongolian horses.

"good eyesight!"

Uncle Silan couldn't help but sighed in admiration, and immediately touched a steed beside him, "This was bred by Bayar's father and I. We crossed Sanhe horses with Mongolian wild horses, and got the body of Sanhe, which is the bravery of Mongolia." , just a bit irritable..."

"Yu Yu Yu..."

While talking, suddenly, one of the brown and black horses with a shoulder height of nearly 1.6 meters and a weight of several hundred kilograms suddenly raised its head and raised its front feet, neighing.

"careful!"

Wang Kui stretched out his hand to stop the crowd, looked at the black mixed-breed horse of Fengshen Junyi, and looked forward to it, "What a bad temper, Uncle Silan, let it go!"

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