Yan Yun looked at the mountains of meat and the sea of bottles of wine in front of him at this moment, and there was only one question left in his heart: dare to ask where the "dish" is?

Isn't Inner Mongolia a grassland? Shouldn't the grassland be full of green? It's all meat, how can you eat it?

Yan Yun, who has eaten too much Michelin and is accustomed to seeing the world, is still shocked by the two sheep outside the yurt and the mountains of meat inside the yurt.

Yan Yun and his entourage, even if they add the driver, are only six, is it really necessary to engage in such a big battle?

But Yan Yun soon realized that she was thinking too simply.

After the five people entered, Uncle Li, the squad leader, explained a few words to the driver.

Soon a group of people dressed in Mongolian costumes came to offer hada and sing toasts.

As soon as the Mongolian compatriots came in, no one had the opportunity to say that Yan Yun was a child and couldn't drink.

Before the crowd could utter a word, Hada had already been offered.

Immediately afterwards, these toasters dressed in Mongolian costumes dipped the ring finger of their right hand in wine, and then dipped it on their foreheads towards the sky and the ground.

At most, it will only take a second or two, even if the ceremony of respecting the heavens and respecting the ancestors has been completed.

Then the toaster drank the wine as soon as he looked up.

After the "host" himself has finished drinking, he waits for the guests to drink.

It's okay if the guests don't drink, and the people who come to toast will keep looking at you, singing and singing to you, and singing enthusiastically until you drink.

When it comes up, it is directly filled with white wine in a silver bowl.

It's hard to be gracious, and a mouthful?

Of course, such an approach will not work. The person who is toasted must drink not a single drop.

In short, the wine does not stop singing after drinking.

Yan Yun thought that she would close her eyes and drink a bowl in one gulp, but she was still too naïve.

It is necessary to drink three bowls in a row in order for the enthusiastic and refreshing Mongolian compatriots to complete the toasting ceremony.

When Yan Yun went to Russia, he saw how the people of the most alcoholic ethnic group drank alcohol, but they didn't persuade them to drink, and there was no saying that they couldn't drink without drinking.

When Yan Yun was young, he often heard his uncle talk about the Mongolian toasting etiquette.

Why didn't I hear that so many people came in to toast the guests?

Didn't the uncle say that if you come in and make a toast, you can put it on a table?

Now there are twice as many "hosts" who come in to sing toasts as guests.

If this comes down in a circle, will anyone still be able to leave here standing up?

Is this really a toast but a direct dismount?

Is it that Uncle Li, the squad leader, is actually very angry, the uncle, a soldier who "does not believe his word", said that he would return to Inner Mongolia for so many years, but he has not come until now.

But fortunately, Yan Yun soon realized that these people who had just come were not the "service staff" who specially toasted, but the "Mongolian boss" and his family of this series of large, luxurious yurts nearby.

Ten people came in, in groups of two, one offering Hada and the other persuading wine, and there was no intention of taking turns to come again.

The local boss of the Mongolian nationality said to everyone in Chinese that he came to toast this time today, just to let the guests brought by Uncle Li feel the enthusiasm of the Mongolian compatriots.

Obviously, these people who have just toasted do not strictly follow the local toasting rituals, but only order them.

Uncle Li, the head of the class, accepted the kindness of the Mongolian boss and told him not to scare the guests away.

The "crowd" of toasters left one after another at this time.

It wasn't until the "local boss" stayed alone and asked if there was anything to pay attention to in today's menu arrangement, and whether he would let the "professionals" who sang the toast come in to toast, that he knew that Uncle Li was still the chairman behind these luxury yurt hotels.

The Mongolian "local boss" who just arrived is actually the shareholder in charge of the operation.

"When I arrived in Inner Mongolia, everywhere was the territory of Uncle Li's squad leader. Fortunately, this toast is not a wheel war, and I was almost scared out of my guts just now. After Yan Yun entered the yurt, he took the initiative to sit next to Squad Leader Li's uncle.

"You're going to be scared out? I remember you were too bold to be able to do it from a young age.

The first time I went to your uncle's house, you taught me Wenzhou dialect when you were a little bit, and if you didn't say it right, you would punish me for drinking.

The first time I got drunk in Wenzhou, it was all thanks to you, a little friend. "Uncle Li, the squad leader, began to dig through old accounts.

"How is that possible? Even if I had the courage to invite you to drink, it would have been a toast, and where would there be such a thing as a penalty?

Otherwise, I will directly punish myself with three glasses now, and I will get drunk directly in the yurt, and I will make amends for you?" Yan Yun really doesn't remember the punishment for drinking, she was too young at the time, and her memory at that time was already very vague.

The first time she met Uncle Li, it should have been before Uncle Li's first business failure, how old was she at that time?

Is there a five-year-old?

Yan Yun said that he would punish himself for three glasses, but he poured a glass of wine for Uncle Li, the squad leader, and toasted people with the wine glass.

When you were young, you drank a small glass of beer, and let me drink a large glass of liquor, and I didn't suffer any less from you. Uncle Li, the squad leader, smiled and drank Yan Yun's wine.

"How can it, Uncle Li, I am just a glass of poured wine.

After those three bowls of liquor just now, I will soon be drunk and fall to the ground.

I'm going to have a drink with you, Uncle Lee, before I get down. After listening to the words of Uncle Li, Yan Yun was surprised again.

Is it really fake, she drank beer when she was five years old? Yan Dabang and Lu Bingran are really wide in heart, so young they already have everything up to her?

"Then you pour it slowly, the sheep outside should be almost roasted, I'll let them bring it in for you to taste." Uncle Li, the squad leader, explained to the waiter in the yurt, and the waiter ran out.

"Oh yes, I also have a drink with Uncle Qi who met for the first time, and I can lie down in peace after drinking. When Yan Yun said this, he went to toast Qi Yi's father again.

Father Qi was very happy, and after drinking, he asked vigorously, what kind of wine is this today, why is it so delicious.

Yan Yun "shamelessly" answered: "It's probably related to the person who poured you wine." ”

"Don't drink all at once, you pat your stomach first. The eldest aunt whispered to Yan Yun.

Among the people here, the eldest aunt had the worst amount of wine, and the three small bowls that had just been toasted were already starting to feel a little dizzy at this time.

Uncle Li, the squad leader, beckoned everyone to eat meat, but instead of letting everyone eat the meat on the table directly, he asked people to carry a whole sheep directly from the fire rack.

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