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Peng Fei's reaction just now was very fast, and when he saw the white lion chasing the rock sheep, he turned on the DV, although the scene of the white lion chasing the rock sheep was not very clear, but the picture of the white lion pounced on the rock sheep was very clearly recorded. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, don't get excited, don't get excited, no one is fighting you for food......"

Zhuang Rui laughed at the neck of the white lion, this fine school guy has been protecting food since he was a child, it is food that only he can move, that is, if he is Ouyang Wan and Nannan, the white lion will bare his teeth, of course, under Zhuang Rui's reprimand several times, he will not dare to lower his mouth.

After the white lion heard Zhuang Rui's words, a low roar came out of his throat, and he turned around to bite the rock sheep.

"Xiaozhuang, wait, don't let it eat ...... yet"

Gyatso, who had retreated to the side, suddenly shouted when he saw the white lion preparing to eat.

"What's the matter, Brother Gyatso?"

Zhuang Rui looked back puzzled, this was originally the prey of the white lion, and everyone also had food, so they wouldn't want to compete with the white lion for food, right?

"Can you let me peel off the skin of this rock sheep first, and then give it to this Tibetan mastiff to eat?"

Gyatso was a little embarrassed, but it would be a pity if such a complete sheepskin was bitten by the white lion.

Wild rock sheepskin is sturdy and durable, can be sewn clothing and women's handbags, although not as valuable as Tibetan antelope skin, but also a rare good wool, a piece is also about 1,000 yuan.

Zhuang Rui thought for a while, bent down and hugged the white lion's neck, and said: "Let Peng Fei peel it, he is more familiar with the white lion, if it were you, the white lion would definitely not agree......"

"Okay, it's all right, it's all right, in fact, give your white lion a leg of mutton, it's enough for him to eat......"

When Gyatso heard Zhuang Rui's agreement, he immediately smiled, the taste of this rock sheep is much more delicious than the cattle and sheep in captivity at home, but the rock sheep is smart by nature and is difficult to catch, and Gyatso didn't expect to meet it here.

Peng Fei handed over the DV machine to Zhuang Rui, took his knife that he didn't know where to hide, and began to peel off the sheepskin, but his eyes looked at the white lion from time to time, for fear that this guy would be unhappy and give himself such a claw.

"It's a male rock sheep, hehe, we're all blessed......"

With the exception of the little lama Pasang, everyone had a smile on their faces.

After Zhuang Rui heard Gyatso's words, he also turned his head and looked at it, this rock sheep is much larger than ordinary domestic sheep, with a body length of more than one meter and six, a relatively small head, a pair of big eyes half-open and half-closed, and two long horns on the head, the double horns are in a "V" shape, bent back and outside.

The fur on the back of the rock sheep body is slate gray, with slight blue markings on it, which is very similar to the color of the rocks in the mountains, the ventral surface and the inner sides of the limbs are white, and the front of the limbs is black.

"Damn, white lion, you can do it, this paw is almost as heavy as a tiger......"

Peng Fei seems to have done this work before, dissecting the rock sheep, very skilled, after a while, he picked up the sheepskin to the buttocks, he touched the place where the white lion hit with his hand, and felt that the bones there had been completely broken, even if the white lion did not make up for the bite in the end, this rock sheep could not escape.

You know, like leopards and lions, they basically rely on sharp claws and teeth to bite their prey, but tigers generally use their claws to hit first, and like bears, tigers' palm strikes can reach 8oo kilograms.

If some zoologists were to see the white lion and promise to ask Zhuang Rui to study the white lion, it can be said that the white lion is now out of the scope of the Tibetan mastiff's ability, and in some aspects of evolution and ability, it is no less than a fierce beast such as a lion tiger.

"Okay, don't be verbose, hurry up and finish the work, let's eat ...... with meat"

Zhuang Rui really has no love for the air-dried meat he carries with him, he originally had no appetite, but when he saw this rock sheep, he immediately changed his mind, and it seemed to be a good choice to have a barbecue at noon and then hurry.

Peng Fei sped up his movements, and after peeling off a whole rock sheepskin, he unloaded the hind legs of a rock sheep weighing about twenty catties and threw it to the white lion.

Seeing the white lion enjoying their prey on the side, Gyatso, Suo Nan and others, under Zhuang Rui's beckoning, each took out the Tibetan knife they carried with them and began to decompose the mutton.

There was a clear stream in the mountains, and the broken mutton was taken to the stream by two little nurses and washed, and then strung with thick bush branches.

The other male doctors also began to collect dry wood and start the fire with great interest, and very clinkerly dug a pit that was not very deep in the ground without rocks, and built a shelf with a few stones.

For the free nomads, barbecue in the wild is almost an innate skill, and after just ten minutes, on a flat hillside near the stream, a bonfire is lit and strings of sliced lamb are hung up.

Gyatso is a perennial walker, even if he has to go to the mountains, he actually carries barbecue materials with him, a mineral water bottle, filled with cooking oil, and a small row brush, which is constantly dipped in oil and brushed on the mutton.

The mutton was quickly roasted and changed color, the low oil stains fell into the fire, and there was a "zizi" sound, and the rich aroma came to the nose, and Suo Nan was holding cumin and chili powder next to him and sprinkled it on the golden mutton.

"Okay, let's eat it while it's hot, rock mutton is a delicacy that you can't usually eat......"

A piece of oiled paper or a plastic bag was laid out in front of each person, and Gyatso skillfully used a knife to dial a piece of mutton in front of the person, and the smell made the white lion on the side, who had eaten and drunk enough, couldn't help but stir his nose.

Some of the meat rolled from the oiled paper onto the grass, and the doctors didn't care, but stuck their knives on it and ate it directly, which was undoubtedly more bold and appetizing than eating with a knife and fork in a large restaurant.

"Good, delicious!"

Zhuang Rui took a bite of the golden mutton, and immediately almost swallowed his tongue, the delicious taste was something he had never tasted.

I don't know how Gyatso did it, this roasted mutton has no mutton smell at all, the meat is tender and crispy, the entrance is slightly spicy, and it actually has a little fragrance.

It's a pity that yesterday's Moutai wine was drunk, only the barley wine brought by Laba Tsering, although he was not used to the taste of this wine, but on the mutton, Zhuang Rui still drank almost half a catty.

After more than an hour, these 11 people actually ate a full forty or fifty catties of mutton, and only one mutton skeleton remained.

In the end, Gyatso even drank the sheep's brain, which was originally going to be given to Zhuang Rui, but Zhuang Rui really couldn't enjoy this treatment, and finally cheapened Gyatso.

On the way down the mountain, everyone quickened their pace, and after crossing a canyon and climbing over a mountain bag that was not very high, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and the Karma village also appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"This ...... This is the Karma village?"

Standing on the mountain bag and looking at the village in the distance, Zhuang Rui involuntarily flashed a picture of mountains and rivers in his heart.

The clear water meanders and merges into a small lake, which reflects the bright light like a mirror in the afternoon sun, and the blue sky and white clouds, and the snow-capped cliffs are reflected in it.

The terraced fields in the mountains are full of grain that is about to ripen, and after the breeze, there are bursts of ripples, like a string of fence sounds, which arouses the resonance of Zhuang Rui's heart.

There are about thirty or forty wooden houses, built jaggedly on the shores of the small lake, and the sounds of children frolicking and Tibetan mastiffs can be heard in the distance.

The children who should be playing in front of the door, when they saw Zhuang Rui and his party, they immediately shouted loudly, and a few adults came out of the wooden houses and greeted this side.

The village came for a gray-headed old man, whose face was covered with ravines and wrinkles, and the vicissitudes of time were shown in it.

After talking a few words with Laba Tsering, the old man laughed heartily, waved his hand back, shouted a few words loudly, followed by a few young people behind him, and immediately turned around and ran towards the wooden house, looking at Zhuang Rui a little inexplicable.

However, Zhuang Rui immediately understood, after a few young people ran back to the village, more people came out of the village, some with Hada in their hands, and some with butter tea, which was to welcome the distinguished guests.

At this time, language was already redundant, Zhuang Rui was surrounded by several people, and several snow-white Hada were presented to the enthusiastic villagers around his neck, and the white lion was also treated equally, and the Hada on his neck was only a lot more than Zhuang Rui.

Beautiful mountain villages, enthusiastic Tibetans, although the journey is hard, but Zhuang Rui feels that the soul here is extremely peaceful, there is no noise of the metropolis at all, and this trip is not boring as imagined.

The Tibetans here did not know Chinese at all, so Zhuang Rui stood in front of the village and listened to their conversation for a while before being welcomed into the village.

A few Tibetan mastiffs that were originally roaring in the village immediately pounced when they saw the white lion, but they just followed the white lion honestly, obviously taking the white lion as the leader, which made Zhuang Rui startled.

After entering the village, Zhuang Rui saw two men in mountaineering clothes walking out of a wooden house, and they should not be locals in appearance.

"Who are they?" Zhuang Rui turned to ask Gyatso, motioning for him to ask the people in the village.

"Hi guys......"

Just when Gyatso was communicating with the villagers, another person came out of the house, but it was a foreigner with a high nose, and after seeing Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei, he greeted him warmly in Chinese.

"You...... Hello ......."

Zhuang Rui was a little stunned, he didn't expect that in such a remote Tibetan area, deep in the mountains, he could actually see people coming in from outside, and there were foreigners?

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