The Local Lazy Man System

"Brother Degdu Bayar, congratulations!"

Ye Rongrong was the second one to rush to the top of the mountain, said Brother Degdu Bayar who reached the top of the mountain one step earlier than himself.

"Brother Ye, you let me!"

Degdu Bayar looked at Ye Rongrong and said.

Although Degdu Bayar focused most of his energy on riding the horse, he often looked back to observe the situation of the players behind him, and he naturally saw the calm look of Ye Rongrong riding the horse.

This is not doing my best yet.

Otherwise, he should be the same as himself, pedaling with both feet, with his fart slightly off the saddle, leaning forward, with his face almost completely buried in the black flying mane, so that the horse can ride at the fastest speed.

The contestants who participated in the competition this time are basically in this riding posture, only this "Brother Ye" still looks so calm.

With such a calm appearance, he was able to reach the top of the mountain second. It wasn't because he let himself win, or something else.

"Brother Degdu Bayar, you are overthinking."

Ye Rongrong shook his head and said.

"No, brother Ye, you are this!"

Degdu Bayar gave Ye Rongrong a thumbs up and said.

No matter in terms of horse hunting or riding skills, Degdu Bayar felt that he was far behind Ye Rongrong.

At the very least, Ye Rongrong's white horse is much better than his own black horse.

If Ye Rongrong got serious, Degdu Bayar doubted that he would never get the first place.

Drinking capacity and riding skills are two important indicators for the ancient Mongolian people to evaluate a man's "ability".

Last night, Ye Rongrong used his astonishing drinking capacity to overwhelm almost all the adult strong men in the Kaluke Banner tribe who could drink, and these ancient Mongolian men deeply admired them.

And now Ye Rongrong's "horse hunting" and "riding skills" also make these prairie men who grew up on horseback feel ashamed.

Is this "Brother Ye" really from outside the grassland?

The "unfathomable" drinking capacity, the "magic" pills, and the "exquisite" ability to watch horses make Ye Rongrong look very tall in the eyes of these out-and-out herdsmen on the ancient Mongolian prairie .

"hehe!"

Ye Rongrong smiled, but didn't say anything.

Soon, everyone rode to the top of the mountain, and Liu Qingqing and the others also took a buggy to the top of the mountain.

"Brother-in-law, there are so many people riding horses, but your posture is the most handsome."

Liu Xixi got out of the car, ran to Ye Rongrong excitedly and said excitedly.

"Really? Did Dudu look handsome when Dad was riding a horse just now?"

Wearing thousands of clothes, but not flattering, hearing his beautiful sister-in-law praise him for being handsome, Ye Rongrong couldn't help but feel a little elated.

"Handsome! Dad is the most handsome!"

Dudu nodded and said very definitely.

"Hehehe...it's better to be a girl."

Ye Rongrong laughed happily.

Being called handsome by his innocent daughter, Ye Rongrong was in such a cheerful mood, just like this prairie.

"Okay, look at your pride, no matter how handsome you are, you are still my husband, don't think too much about it!"

Liu Qingqing smiled coquettishly and gave Ye Rongrong a big wink, and then hinted that he is a man with a wife, no matter how handsome he is, he can't go outside to flirt.

"My wife, don't worry, in my heart, you will always be alone."

Ye Rongrong immediately assured Liu Qingqing.

This is what Ye Rongrong said in his heart. A wife will always be a unique existence in every man's heart.

"Meaty!"

Liu Xixi muttered in a low voice with some taste.

"Husband, there are many people here!"

Hearing her man's assurance, Liu Qingqing said with a sweet heart, her face flushed slightly.

Women are all emotional animals, and they like to hear their beloved man talk about love to them.

Even though this love story has been said countless times, she still likes to listen to it.

"Hahaha, we didn't hear anything."

"Hehe, just treat us as transparent people.

"

Degdu Bayar and Baltu, the big prairie men, laughed jokingly.

At this horse farm at noon, the herdsmen of the Kaluke Banner tribe greeted Ye Rongrong and the others with the famous "hand-cooked meat" on the Gumeng prairie.

At the beginning, the girls like Liu Qingqing were still a bit restrained, and they were embarrassed to eat the meat directly, but Ye Rongrong didn't have so many worries, and just cooked the meat to eat.

Ye Rongrong has never been so particular about his food.

Naturally, Liu Xiaohui has followed suit, leaving all the elegant ways of eating out of the blue, and eating meat with his hands without hesitation.

Anyway, it was my elder brother-in-law who took the lead, and I was at most an accomplice. If the elders in the family blamed him, wouldn't there be a tall brother-in-law standing in front of him?

I'm afraid of being a hair, besides, the taste of this pickled meat is really good.

Liu Qingqing and Liu Xixi looked at each other, let go of their restraint, and stretched out their hands boldly to grab the meat, and they all began to feast on the delicacy on the grassland.

In the afternoon, Brother Degdubayar and the others gave Ye Rongrong and his team a horse-riding and horse-riding show. Amidst laughter and laughter, the afternoon passed like this.

Of course, there is one thing that women like Liu Qingqing can't miss, and that is to take pictures as souvenirs, and the entire racecourse leaves their pictures.

Even Ye Rongrong, who doesn't like taking pictures very much, was dragged by them to take a lot of pictures.

...

When night falls, for the tribes in the Gumeng Prairie, this is the most lively time, especially when there are distinguished guests from afar.

Last night, Degdu Bayar hosted a bonfire party to entertain Ye Rongrong, and tonight the Kaluke Banner tribe held a bonfire party, gathering everyone, including the elderly and children, to sit cross-legged around a large table, There are bonfires all around.

This kind of bonfire party is not often held for people on the grassland. Only when there is a celebration day, or when most tribes feel that they are honored guests, will such a national bonfire party be held to celebrate celebrate.

The staple food of the bonfire party tonight is roasted whole sheep. For the herdsmen on the Gumeng grassland, roasted whole sheep must be used to entertain distinguished guests.

Experts in the Kaluke Banner tribe roast the whole lamb by putting the whole lamb on the fire and roasting the whole lamb. When it is almost ripe, they cut the lamb with a knife and put it on a plate for distribution to the guests and clansmen sitting around.

Thousands of years of experience have taught the herdsmen on the grasslands that roasted whole lamb tastes the best when it is nine years old.

There are still two kinds of wine, one is white wine bought by the catty in the market, and the other is kumiss brewed by the herdsmen themselves.

It was different from last night. Last night, Degdu Bayar's family mainly entertained Ye Rongyao and the others, and they poured all the drinks by themselves.

But tonight is different, there is a little girl specially dressed in Mongolian clothes came up to pour wine for Ye Rongrong and the others, this is respect for Ye Rongrong.

Next to the bonfire in the center of the venue, a group of young men and women dressed in traditional Mongolian clothes performed Mongolian dances for everyone.

The Gumeng people are a horse-riding nation, riding horses gallop on the vast grasslands, so that the Gumeng people have formed a unique grassland cultural style.

Due to long-term horseback riding, the dance movements of the ancient Mongolian people are mostly based on the shoulders and arms.

Such as hard shoulders, soft shoulders, round shoulders, shaking shoulders, shaking shoulders, hard hands, soft hands, pressing wrists, flicking wrists, turning wrists, etc., plus circles, twists, sideways twists, twists, etc. Four main rhythms.

Basically, dance in situ with movements such as kneeling, sitting, and standing. Dancers mainly perform by bouncing, picking, pulling, kneading, and bending forward and backward with the waist as the axis.

After these young Mongolian men and women performed the dance, the next program was a very special program, which was wrestling.

Wrestling is one of the main entertainment activities for Mongolians to keep fit, and it has been a traditional entertainment activity of the ancient Mongolians for a long time.

Soon two shirtless Mongolian men came to the center, ready to wrestle.

These two people were specially arranged by the clan, mainly to perform, to let everyone experience the ancient Mongolian wrestling performance, and another meaning is to throw bricks and attract jade, so that the grassland men who want to compete will compete.

"Brother Ye, make a bowl."

Degdu Bayar picked up the bowl and raised his head to drink it dry.

On the prairie, there is no man who can drink poorly. If a man on the prairie can't drink, he will be looked down upon and considered a sign of incompetence.

Gardi is also a big wine jar, and the strong liquor is like white water. After touching it, Ye Rongrong raised his head and drank the bowl dry.

But now Degdu Bayar and the others knew Ye Rongrong's drinking capacity, and they didn't dare to compete with Ye Rongrong for drinking anymore.

But when everyone is happy, everyone drinks a bowl or two of baijiu, and Ye Rongrong naturally has no problem.

Soon the two wrestlers were off the field, and immediately a strong prairie man in his early thirties came to the middle of the field, fisted around and waited quietly for his opponent in the center of the field.

Soon, a young man in his twenties came to the middle of the field and confronted a man, and the contest began amidst the cheers of the people next to him.

"Brother Ye, the two who played just now are both good wrestlers in our tribe, and these two are also good wrestlers in our tribe. The younger one is called Albaka, and he is the second best wrestler in the tribe after me. "

Degdu Bayar introduced Ye Rongrong.

"Brother Degdu Bayar, are you the best wrestler in this tribe?"

Ye Rongrong looked at Degdu Bayar in surprise and asked.

"Of course, I am the previous wrestling champion in our tribe."

Degdu Bayar said proudly.

"Tch, what's so great about this, can you beat my brother-in-law?"

Liu Xiaohui said unhappily when he saw Degdu Bayar proud in front of his brother-in-law.

"Xiaohui, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

Liu Qingqing hurriedly said to Liu Xiaohui.

"Oh!"

Liu Xiaohui hastily lowered his head and stopped chewing.

At this time, Liu Xiaohui realized that he had said something wrong.

Now people like myself are in other people's territory, if this makes the other party unhappy, thinking about the sturdy character of the grassland herdsmen, Liu Xiaohui is a little afraid.

I was really outspoken, I didn't control it well for a while!

"Brother Ye, you can still wrestle? Are you still very good?"

Degdu Bayar looked at Ye Rongrong in surprise and asked.

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