The Local Lazy Man System

The plane flew to the edge of the grassland, and Ye Rongrong let the plane land.

Before leaving the grassland, Ye Rongrong had to visit an old man, that was Uncle Bazaka who presented Ye Rongrong with milk horse wine.

One cannot be without faith, since he promised Uncle Bazaka to visit his house, Ye Rongrong will definitely visit him.

"Does Uncle Bakaza live there?"

Liu Xixi asked doubtfully, pointing to several ancient yurts not far ahead.

At the foot of the hillside in front, there is a herdsman's camp, with a big yurt and two small yurts.

"It should be here."

Ye Rongrong nodded and said.

This "Safety Number" has the most advanced positioning and navigation system. Ye Rongrong had to tell it the approximate location in his memory, and it could quickly search for the specific location.

"I don't know when Ma Yu and the others will arrive here by car."

Nangong Ziyan said with some worry.

"Don't worry, with Xiong Da here, they won't be in danger."

Ye Rongrong said with a smile.

After all, he had rented three off-road vehicles, so he had to drive to Miloc Town to return the cars to the dealership.

"There is no limit to driving on the grassland. It is estimated that they can drive here after nine o'clock in the evening."

Liu Xiaohui said.

From Liu Xiaohui's point of view, if he were allowed to drive on this grassland, the car would definitely drive more than 180 yards.

"Let's go over there."

Ye Rongrong said.

As for "Little Red", Ye Rongrong asked them to stay on the plane and not let them get off, so as not to scare Uncle Bakaza's family.

It doesn't look far, but it takes more than ten minutes to walk to the Gumengbao.

"Uncle Bakaza...does Uncle Bakaza live here?"

Ye Rongrong stood outside the ancient yurt and shouted into it.

"Yes, who is it?"

Uncle Bakaza happened to be in the yurt at this time, and came out of the yurt when he heard Ye Rongrong's voice.

"Hello Uncle Bakaza, it's me."

Ye Rongrong smiled and said Uncle Bakaza said.

"It's Xiaoye, hurry up and sit in the room."

Seeing that it was Ye Rongrong and the others, Uncle Bakaza enthusiastically invited Ye Rongrong and the others to enter the largest ancient yurt.

In addition to Uncle Bakaza, Uncle Bakaza's wife Utuya and eldest daughter Jigelshan are also at home today.

The hospitality of the herdsmen on the Gumeng Grassland is not just for talking. Ye Rongrong originally just came to visit Uncle Chin Kaza, and then he was going to leave.

But he was dragged enthusiastically by Uncle Bakaza's family and refused to let him go, he had to entertain Ye Glory and the others for a meal.

The kindness is hard to come by, Ye Rongrong and the others can only have a meal like this at Uncle Bakaza.

Utuya and Jigelshan quickly prepared a sumptuous meal.

"Xiaoye, the food and drink are ready, we don't want to get drunk today."

Bakaza said to Ye Rongrong with a smile.

Ye Rongrong was the only big man in Ye Rongrong's group. Uncle Bakaza naturally told Ye Rongrong about the drinking.

As for Liu Xiaohui at first glance, he was still a kid studying, Uncle Bakaza had no intention of letting him drink.

Uncle Bakaza often goes to the city, and there are many relatives in the city. He knows that adults in the city will not let children who are studying drink alcohol.

It is believed that drinking alcohol is harmful to children's brains and makes children unable to read well.

Everyone washed their hands and took a seat. A dozen people, big and small, sat down around a long table. Today, Uncle Bakaza's house entertained Ye Glory and the others with roast leg of lamb. The golden layer of fat looks delicious. full.

Bakaza filled a bowl of kumiss for Ye Rongrong, and filled himself with kumiss for himself, then picked it up and said to Ye Rongrong, "Come on, let's make a bowl first."

"Bakaza, let Xiaoye eat something to fill his stomach before drinking. How can people in the city drink like you?"

Seeing that her husband was about to fill a large bowl of kumiss with Ye Rongrong as soon as he came up, Wutuya spoke.

After all, Ye Rongrong's family is not from the ancient Mongolian tribe at first glance.

They are from the Huaxia tribe, and the Huaxia tribe is very particular, and their drinking capacity is rarely comparable to that of the men on the grassland.

After all, the cold weather on the prairie makes every man on the prairie a good drinker.

Wutuya worried that her husband would scare Ye Rongrong when he drank like this.

"Xiaoye, I'll finish drinking, you can drink as much as you like."

Bakaza did not put down the bowl, but still held the wine bowl and said to Ye Rongrong.

After speaking, he brought the bowl to his mouth and poured a bowl of kumiss with his head raised.

The men of the Gumeng nationality always drink quickly, bowl by bowl.

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

Wutuya gave Bakaza a blank look, and said helplessly.

But it can be seen from Wutuya's tone and eyes, the love between their husband and wife, and the warmth of their family.

"Uncle Bakaza, then I will do it too."

Ye Rongrong also took a bowl and drank the kumiss in one gulp.

He turned the bowl upside down and signaled to Bakaza, there was not a single drop left.

"Xiaoye is good at drinking!"

Bakaza gave Ye Rongrong a thumbs up and said.

There were quite a few Huaxia people who came to Bakaza's house as guests, but not many people drank a bowl full of kumiss in one gulp.

For people who are good at drinking, the happiest thing is to meet someone who is also good at drinking. At least when they don’t have to drink, they will push back and forth and be unhappy.

"Xiao Ye, don't patronize drinking, come and taste the roast leg of lamb prepared by our family. Let me tell you, the roast leg of lamb made by our family is delicious."

"Really? Then I will have a good taste."

After Ye Rongrong finished speaking, he inserted a piece of roast lamb with a fork and chewed it in his mouth.

From Ye Rongrong's professional point of view, this roast leg of lamb is really good, oily but not greasy, with a pleasant aroma and a smell of grass inside.

"delicious!"

Ye Rongrong nodded and said.

"Dad, this leg of lamb is really delicious, even better than KFC."

Xiaodudu said to Ye Rongrong with a greasy mouth.

In Xiaodudu's opinion, this leg of lamb is much more delicious than the chicken leg in KFC.

"Hehe, eat more if it tastes good."

Hearing that the kid Dudu said that the roast leg of lamb he made was delicious, Wutuya was very happy and said kindly to Dudu.

"Ok,"

Dudu nodded, and grabbed the mutton cut by his mother and put it on the plate in front of him, and gorged himself. It made my hands and mouth full of oil.

"Come and taste this horse meat! These are the horse meat raised at home. In the words of your city people, it is that..."

After everyone tasted a few pieces of roast leg of lamb, Bakaza pointed to a plate of horse meat and said to Ye Rongrong, Liu Qingqing and the others.

However, just talking about it, I don't know how to describe it.

"Natural and pollution-free pure green food."

Liu Xixi said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, this is it, pure green food, you city people have a lot of new terms, and I can't even pronounce them."

Uncle Bakaza nodded and said.

As I get older, I can't always remember these novel names in the city.

Ye Rongrong tasted it, and it tasted really good.

In fact, during the few days in the ancient Mongolian prairie, the meat Ye Rongrong ate was very good.

If classified according to the level of ingredients, these ingredients can be regarded as first-class ingredients.

After all, the natural environment protection of the ancient Mongolian prairie is many times better than other places in China. There is no pollution from industrial and domestic waste, and the quality of livestock raised here is much better than other places.

"Mom, I also like horse meat."

The little greedy cat Liu Dudu heard that the horse meat was delicious, put down the mutton leg from his hand, and clamored to eat the horse meat.

"Little greedy cat, I'll give you horse meat."

Liu Qingqing took a small piece of horse meat and put it in Xiaodudu's bowl, and also put a piece of horse meat for Xiao Mengmeng.

"Really tasty!"

Dudu took a bite of the horse meat and said happily.

"If it's delicious, take some with you when you go back."

Utuya said happily.

For a passionate herdsman on the Gumeng Grassland, it is a proud honor that guests love her food.

"That's so embarrassing."

Liu Qingqing said politely.

"It's all my own stuff, don't be polite to auntie."

Utuya said bluntly.

"Then thank you, auntie."

Liu Qingqing said gratefully.

But Liu Qingqing made up her mind that when she left, she would also give some gifts to Uncle Bakaza's family.

As for what gift to give, it depends on your husband.

Anyway, Liu Qingqing didn't know where her mysterious husband came from so many gifts, it was like magic.

However, Liu Qingqing knew very well that this matter would not trouble her husband.

As for the reason, Liu Qingqing was already used to it, and was too lazy to think about it.

"Xiaoye, let's drink."

Bakaza picked up the wine bowl again and said to Ye Rongrong.

Ye Rongrong smiled and didn't speak. He picked up the wine and touched the bowl with Uncle Bakaza before drinking it with his head straight up.

The wine is not a good wine, it is the most common home-brewed kumiss on the Gumeng Prairie, and Ye Rongrong is not used to drinking it.

But Ye Rongrong is not a picky person, as long as the atmosphere is right, as long as it is not fake wine, Ye Rongrong can drink a few big bowls.

Uncle Bakaza's drinking capacity is very good, but today he has met his opponent. After a few bowls of kumiss, Uncle Bakaza became a little drunk and fluffy.

And Ye Rongrong is still in good spirits, he doesn't feel much, but his stomach is a little full.

"Xiaoye, your drinking capacity is this!"

Uncle Bakaza gave Ye Rongrong a thumbs up and said.

There are very few young people who can drink better than him now. Today, when I met one, Uncle Bakaza was very interested, and he insisted on having a drink with Ye Guangrong.

"Dad, brother, he won't come out for dinner again."

Ji Geershan came in and said with a bad face.

"It's been more than two days since I haven't eaten, how good is this!"

Utuya frowned and said.

"Don't worry about him, isn't he just a woman? If you don't eat, just starve to death."

Uncle Bakaza put the wine bowl on the table and said angrily.

"Uncle Bakaza, what's the matter?"

Ye Rongrong also put down his wine bowl and asked suspiciously.

~~~~~

If you like this novel, please support Otaku. Welcome to the starting point. Your subscription, your reward, your recommendation ticket, and monthly ticket are my biggest motivation.

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . Come read the mobile version of the reading website: