Chapter 55, the number of customs is like the old one, and the hometown Zi Wen Hou expresses his nostalgia

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Qi Han tilted his head to look at him, raised the water bladder and shook it, and Lu Bu came back from his slight stupor and took it. smiled and patted him: "I thought that the Central Plains people were not used to drinking." If you like it!"

Only then did Qi Han remember that Lu Bu was from his hometown. He is a native of Jiuyuan County, Wuyuan County, Bingzhou, where the desert steppe is inhabited by many ethnic groups of Han, Mongolian, Hui and Manchu, especially Mongolians. It should be fed by drinking mare's milk and milk.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a closer look at Lu Bu's appearance. Seeing that he has high eyebrows and deep eyes, a straight nose, eyebrows like a long sword, and eyes like stars, he does not look like the Mongolian or Xianbei Xibe people, but seems to have a bit of Yinglang blood of the Hui or Roman Hu people.

Qi Han smiled: "There are three places I am fascinated by. The Western Regions are exquisite, the north of the desert is Shuofang, and the east of Liaodong is Changbai. I'm sure I'm not used to most of the food in your hometown, but I'm willing to give it a try. After all, I have always liked the customs and customs of the northern desert, and you can tell me about it when you have the opportunity. ”

The Western Regions is exquisite, it is an ancient city on the oasis on the Niya River in the desert of Xinjiang, where merchants gathered, prosperous and rich, and was later replaced by Shanshan; Mobei Shuofang, just west of Wuyuan County in Inner Mongolia, is a desert grassland, high sky and clouds, infinite pride; while the land of Changbai in eastern Liaodong is cold, desolate, empty, snow-white, cold and unfathomable.

Qi Han inadvertently said that there are three places where he is fascinated, all of which are extreme places. But he didn't notice it. Over the years, he has suppressed his temperament, but in fact, he does not agree with the ordinary in his heart, but what he pursues is a kind of worldly and unrestrained situation.

Lu Bu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was very happy. Hooked Qi Han's shoulders, pulled him to sit under the big tree, and said, "Okay! ”

After speaking, he instructed Hou Cheng, one of the eight strong generals, to carry a few bags of unopened mare's milk, hand them to Qi Han, and then take out dried meat and preserved fruits to drink with him.

Qi Han raised his eyes to look at Zhao Yun, who was sitting alone beside Yu Xuelong in the distance.

Jade Snow Dragon was grazing and pacing beside him. But he sat up straight, cross-legged, motionless. The white robe fell to the ground, staring at Yuanfang intently, not knowing what he was thinking. From the beginning to the end, I never looked this way.

Qi Han's eyes flashed slightly, and he dimmed a little. He was silent for a moment, then craned his neck and took a big mouthful of nipples.

After a few more sips, I found that this thing has a strong taste and a special flavor, which is very good. He lifted his skin and smiled.

This mare's milk has a bit of a winey taste, and I don't know if it is the predecessor of the mare's milk wine in later generations. He tore a small piece of air-dried meat, chewed it slowly, and held a few dried fruits made of apricots and sour dates in his left hand.

Lu Bu couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that he didn't think he was sick, but praised him. Let's talk about it immediately, and let's talk about some interesting grassland scenery and customs. He also talked about the witty stories of playing rabbits, shooting eagles, galloping horses, and catching wolves when he was young.

When the generals saw it, they only felt strange.

It must be known that although Lu Bu is happy and angry in color, he is usually obsessed with words and does not like words. It's almost never been like that.

Qi Han deliberately diverted his attention and didn't want to see Zhao Yun, so he had to stare at Lu Bu and listen to what he said. Gradually, he was also attracted by the magnificent scenes he depicted, and often asked some difficult questions, which attracted Lu Bu's high interest, stirring his lips and tongue, and explaining for a long time. Lu Bu also asked him about the scenery in the south, Qi Han was originally from the south, and he was well-informed, even if he talked loudly, his tongue was like a lotus.

Lu Bu listened to his words like pearls, and he spoke elegantly, and he was extremely knowledgeable, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised. He has also seen many Confucian celebrities in Beijing, but none of them are like Qi Han, who is familiar with the world and knowledgeable. Lu Bu thought secretly: "I just said that he just happened to win a battle, and it was just a bit of a vain." I didn't expect this son to be so young, but he has the material to go through the heavens and latitudes, if he can be used by me, why worry about the difficulty of starting a business?"

In fact, he had never seen such a handsome and elegant character, and in every word, he was different from the pedantic Central Plains, with a bit of madness and cheerfulness. Since Lu Buda joined the army, he has not had very close and intimate friends. In front of them, he did not dare to talk and speak, for fear that if he made a mistake, he would cause the other party to be unhappy; and when he was with his subordinates, Gao Shun, Zhang Liao and others were too awe-inspiring and obedient, and they were always restrained and cramped in their speech, and they could only drink and have fun, but they could not speak freely. is with Diao Chan, wives and concubines and other pillow people, they are also shallow, their lovers are only female red fat powder, and the theory of women and children is even more difficult to like, and there is no common language.

At this time, he was chatting with Qi Han while eating, and for some reason, Lu Bu actually felt the joy that he had never had in his life. He can't wait to bring all the delicious and interesting objects in his hometown to the other party, and he can introduce them while waiting for the other party to appreciate them.

"This date is too sour, I can't get used to it. Qi Han spit out a kernel, grinned, pulled out all the sour dates in his palm, and put them in Lu Bu's palm, leaving only three small apricots.

Lu Bu was not angry but smiled: "Next time let them soak the sugar for you." After that, I took a bite, but I felt that the acidity of the pickled dates was just right, and my mouth was fragrant, "It's a pity that we are fast, and the attendants can't keep up, and there are still many foods you haven't eaten." ”

Qi Han nodded, secretly thinking that this Lu Bu is really an uncle who can enjoy it, no wonder he is so fond of wine, food and wealth.

smiled and said, "It's okay, let's go to Xuzhou, you can eat slowly." I'm afraid that I'll eat up your stuff when the time comes, and you won't be able to taste what you want from home. "He doesn't call Wen Hou or General, he calls you and me, and Lu Bu doesn't care.

Lu Brown smiled: "When I don't know, you only eat fresh." I'll invite you to eat again when I turn around, I'm afraid I won't either!" "The Mongolians have always been hospitable and have always given everything they have, Lu Bu regards himself as a Han and has always valued his own interests, but at this moment he was inspired by Qi Han to be a little generous, wishing that he could eat up all his inventory, so he felt recognized and interesting.

Qi Han was noncommittal, just smiled, as if acquiescing to his words.

The two of them have different thoughts, but you and I have a word, and they talk very happily. As everyone knows, in the eyes of outsiders, they are already chatting hotly about drinking and hooking up their shoulders, and they are quite a bit of a splash of water and difficult to insert a needle.

This sat and talked for most of the hour, and the attendants followed. As soon as Lu Bu gave the order, someone set up a fire on the spot, boiled fresh horse milk, and served a few dried fruits, salty and sour, and candied pastries. Among the fine riders, there are good cooks, who have rectified the prey, made a few flavors of quails, burned roe deer legs, and roasted hares, all of which were served in front of Lu Bu. Others raised the fire and roasted some prey to eat at will, and the smoke was thick for a while, and the aroma was overflowing, so it was not lively.

Qi Han saw melon and fruit cakes, which were rich in variety, and they were more abundant than what he had seen in the banquet in Beixincheng before. It can be seen that this Lu Bu is indeed a greedy person for pleasure, and even when he goes out hunting, he pays so much attention to pomp and circumstance, and his things are very well prepared.

Qi Han was about to sip the skin bag while Lu Bu suddenly snatched his deer skin bag and threw it to the ground.

Qi Han looked puzzled, but listened to him: "Since there is hot milk cheese available, why drink cold cheese again? The taste is not very good, so I don't hesitate to discard it." ”

As he spoke, he took the hot milk from the servant's hand and gave it to him. He also handed over all the barbecued game served by his subordinates for him to choose.

Qi Han secretly said in his heart, it turns out that Lu Bu's character of liking the new and abandoning the old can be seen everywhere!

He glanced at Zhao Yun in the distance, and saw that he was sitting alone with a water bladder, looking white-robed and alone, looking lonely. He couldn't help frowning, and reached out to pick a roe deer leg that was scorched with golden oil, crispy skin and tender flesh and stood up.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he made a move, Zhao Yun suddenly turned his face, as if it was a coincidence and not a coincidence. The eyes of the two collided, and Qi Han's heart was shocked, and he was deeply stunned.

When he was shocked, Lu Bu had already glanced at Zhang Liao, who understood, picked up the half-baked rabbit meat, walked towards Zhao Yun, and handed it to him with a smile. Zhao Yun glanced at Qi Han, didn't shirk, and took the thanks.

Lu Bu smiled: "It's me who snubbed the guests." ”

Qi Han retracted, shook his head and sat down again: "It's okay." He wouldn't mind. ”

Lu Bu raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know him?"

Qi Han's fingers tightly grasped the warm leather bag and lowered his eyes. He seemed to really think about it for a while, groaned slightly, and then slowly said "um".

However, did he really understand Zhao Yun? Qi Han asked himself. Perhaps, most of the time, it is understanding. However, if Zhao Yun knew his thoughts...... He had no idea how the other party would react. Will he cut off his robe and break his righteousness like he did with Zhang Yan, or will he drive himself away again? Or will he not care at all...... Even, he will look down on the person "Akan" from now on.

Qi Han's brows were furrowed, his mind was quiet, and his heartbeat was one after another, slow and stagnant.

He didn't dare to think deeply, he only felt that if he thought about it for a while, he would rise up with a suffocating panic. It was unbearable.

No matter what kind of reaction Zhao Yun will have, his mood will never have a result. Qi Han thought disheartenedly, so he responded to Lu Bu perfunctorily.

When Lu Bu raised his head and drank, he glanced at him with slanted eyes, but did not speak.

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At dusk, the red glow is like fire, and the sunset is afterglow.

Dozens of fine horsemen rolled up smoke, galloped into the west gate of Tancheng, and went straight to the county capital city.

As soon as he returned to the mansion, Chen Gong took Lu Bu to discuss the matter, and handed over Qi and Zhao to the steward to arrange a place to live at will.

Qi Han lives in the east, Zhao Yun lives in the west, and the rooms of the two are facing each other in a courtyard, separated by a shallow courtyard in the middle. is also in the Assassin's Mansion, and the place where Lu Bu lives is only a few into the courtyard wall.