Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Taste of Mare's Milk Wine
After hearing Yang Gang's words, the woman was about to say something, but Yang Gang saw that she replaced her with another very natural movement.
"Do you look like me?" asked the woman, leaning her head over to Yang Gang.
"Like what?"
"Police!"
"Like, it's kind of like that. Yang Gang replied in a serious manner.
"You can go, there are already people here!" the woman pointed to Yang Gang's seat and said half-jokingly.
"The police are handling the case?"
"Go aside!"
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The two of them were joking back and forth like this, and the embarrassment of struggling with a seat before immediately disappeared, and the atmosphere at the table where the two of them sat suddenly became very relaxed and pleasant!
After talking for a while, Yang Gang didn't get many valuable clues from the other party's mouth, and the other party didn't even tell him his name, of course, Yang Gang was also tight-lipped about everything about himself.
This chat mode between Yang Gang and the woman is destined to not stand the test of time. When a person becomes less important in the eyes of another person, or when a woman has no secrets in front of a man, it probably means that the man has lost interest in the woman.
And Yang Gang and the woman are now in this situation. After sending a smile to the other party, Yang Gang continued to flip through the book in his hand.
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Just as Yang Gang was enjoying it, a man wearing a local characteristic national costume walked over: "Sir, come and have a drink to warm up." Then he saw that the other man had placed a glass with a handle on the table in his left hand, and then the slender spout of the silver kettle on his right hand flowed a milky white liquid into the cup that had been placed beforehand.
"Please take your time. After the man finished speaking, he poured a cup for the woman opposite Yang Gang in the same way, but her cup was a little smaller than his own.
Then, the man smiled at the two of them, turned away, and walked to the other table.
"Why are you looking at me like that? It's a local specialty—mare's milk wine, drink it, it's free. The woman saw the inquiring meaning on Yang Gang's face and explained kindly.
When the man came to pour the wine just now, Yang Gang was also a little confused, thinking: "I didn't order such a thing, could it be that who is so kind to invite himself? But he just came here and didn't know anyone!" So, he looked at the woman opposite. However, Yang Gang finally learned a very important information from her mouth - free!
As the saying goes: it's a bastard to have a cheap advantage and not take advantage of it. Yang Gang in line with this principle, picked up the cup handle with his right hand and brought the whole cup to his mouth, when the lips and the rim of the cup touched, Yang Gang took a deep breath, and the air was naturally indispensable to the contents of the cup......
I thought that this liquid, which looked like milk, should taste like milk. But when Yang Gang drank one-third of the cup, he found that the truth was completely different from what he had imagined before.
The whole mouth was invaded by the milky white liquid, and a spicy taste was eroding the taste nerve on Yang Gang's tongue; at first, he didn't feel much, but as time passed, Yang Gang gradually felt that this spicy was stronger than other wines he had drunk before.
Yang Gang especially hoped that the woman opposite would disappear at this time, and then he would not hesitate to pick up the trash can at his feet and spit it out in his mouth, but the woman looked at him with interest, and her eyes didn't blink, as if she would miss some wonderful moments.
There is no way, since things have come to this point, Yang Gang thinks that there is no turning back, who told himself to be quick to speak for a while!
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"Wow, it tastes pretty good. Swallowing it slowly, Yang Gang didn't forget to praise it, but the undoubted expression on his face clearly told others how much courage Yang Gang had just put in when he swallowed that sip of mare's milk wine.
"Poof, I don't see you're quite humorous!" the woman said and kept having fun.
"I..."
It may be that Yang Gang's helpless and remorseful expression made the woman feel a little satisfied. So, Yang Gang saw that the other party naturally stopped his previous actions, and said to himself with a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel: "This is how to drink." Then the woman gently took the mare's milk wine in front of her and brought it to her lips and took a small sip, not forgetting to turn it in circles in her mouth, as if to fully absorb the spicy taste that Yang had just loved and hated. Then, Yang Gang saw a satisfied look on her face.
In the end, the woman didn't forget to raise the cup in her hand and prompt Yang Gang: "Try it." ”
The hatred in Yang Gang's heart at this time!"Why is it that I have fallen to the point of being bullied casually by a woman!" "If you want to blame, you only blame yourself for being impatient, hey!"
Even if he was so provoked by the other party, Yang Gang's heart suddenly brightened, and he was no longer entangled in the question just now. I saw Yang Gang raise the cup in front of him, looked at the other party and said, "Thank you!"
After that, the woman saw Yang Gang drink the remaining two-thirds of the wine in the cup, and then Yang Gang got up and left the seat very chicly, leaving the woman who was still jaw-dropping and incredible.
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Yang Gang's amount of alcohol had not touched his opponent when he was in Dongshan, and he was just a moment of impatience just now, which caught him off guard, but with his previous experience, how could he fall in the same place twice? Not boasting about Haikou, as long as Yang Gang didn't want to get drunk, even if he let him drink more, he wouldn't be able to get drunk; if this situation let the woman who was still laughing at Yang Gang just now know, I don't know what her expression was?
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After staying in the hall for about two hours, plus the glass of mare's milk wine just now, Yang Gang walked to the room......
"I didn't expect the boss here to be quite caring!" Yang Gang said to himself looking at the calligraphy works hanging on the walls on both sides of the aisle.
"Life is not Lin Daiyu, and it will not be amorous because of sadness. ”
"Stick to your dreams and fly even without wings. ”
"Who doesn't learn to be strong while being hurt?"
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Yang Gang read the sentences written in different fonts on the wall as he walked, which was very much like the Chinese teacher in junior high school who comforted the students' hearts.
"When you can choose, that's true – freedom. ”
When Yang Gang saw this sentence written on the wall at the end of the corridor, his footsteps stopped in front of it. This is written on a piece of rice paper that has been whitened, although it is separated by glass, but Yang Gang can also feel the vigor and power of the font, which can also be associated with this author still has a high attainment in calligraphy.
Savor it, this is not a true portrayal of what people want but can't get. In the face of life, when will we be able to choose what we want? Freedom? I may never have been free.
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This walkway is the only way connecting the lobby to the guest rooms, and people pass through it before entering their rooms. Just as Yang Gang was about to leave, he also saw people stop in front of different calligraphy works, maybe they also had some insights from them!
Seeing this, Yang Gang still didn't understand why this hotel was named "Soul Inn", it turned out that the mystery was here!
It may be the original intention of this owner to let the travelers who come to stay here have a spiritual epiphany!
The more this is the case, the more curious Yang Gang becomes, what kind of person would think of such a method? Will he have such a deep grasp of the seedling of dreams buried deep in people's hearts, as long as he slightly lifts the dark clouds pressing on its head, it will rise from the ground without any scruples, until it grows into a towering tree......
Of course, Yang Gang will not be like those literary and artistic young people who are desperate to chase their dreams just because he reads one or two sentences that touch his heart. Yang Gang has seen a lot of similar methods like this, and they are just tricks used by some charlatans to cheat people out of money.
However, there is an essential difference between this place and those in that there is no money to defraud the guests, and it is only natural that the owner will charge the room fee when the guests come to stay.
And you can find a place that resonates with the tenants in a certain place, and it is indeed not easy to find such a dedicated hotel in this remote place.
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I don't know when the snow stopped!
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Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out at the vast white earth. Yang Gang knew that if he wanted to get there, he might have to wait a little longer. However, before you go there, it's essential to buy some basic gear.
Seeing that the snow on the road had no intention of melting, Yang Gang's desire to purchase equipment was immediately suppressed, and it seemed that he could only wait until the weather improved before he could go to the street to take a look.
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Holding the pendant he got from the old monk of Xiangmu Temple last time, Yang Gang had a faint feeling in his heart that his trip to Nibu Nur was likely to have unexpected gains.
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The words are divided into two ends. When Yang Gang drank the remaining mare's milk wine in the cup in the hall, leaving the woman in a daze.
"What's the big deal! Isn't it just a little more drinking, don't leave if you have the ability!" Hmph!" Looking at Yang Gang's disappeared back, the woman said indignantly.
"I haven't seen this person before, so I guess I just came here, right? Wait a minute, let Lao Lin and them check to see where this person came from. According to the informant, the gang should have been here for the next two days, and this is still the place where they met. This time, I didn't believe it and let them run away. The woman thought silently in her heart, and then glanced at the sparsely made people in the hall, and that look was like a falcon flying high in the sky patrolling its prey on the ground.
However, even if the falcon's eyes are sharp, it is difficult to spot the prey that is well hidden.
The woman's every move has long been clearly seen by the old man sitting in the other corner......