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Chapter 1127 Guest (II) [Asking for a Monthly Pass]

After Battelle heard his father's words, he waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Isn't it just a piece of yu, it's okay, Feizi is my good brother, and his is my ......."

Don't look at Battle's current grazing on the grassland, but his life is no worse than that of ordinary people, just his herds of cattle, sheep and horses, if they are all sold, are worth at least 1.8 million, even in the hinterland, he can be regarded as a middle class. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

And in Battle's opinion, such a piece of yu is a few thousand yuan at best, and with the excitement between him and Peng Fei, there is really no need to care.

"You know a fart, it's jadeite, the best jadeite, but it's a valuable thing......"

The old man glared at his son dissatisfied, the old man's father, that is, Battle's grandfather, was the housekeeper of a Mongolian prince before the liberation, and the old man had seen a lot of rare treasures when he was young, and his eyes were poisonous.

And now that the consultation is reached, even in this grassland yurt, there is everything in the TV refrigerator, according to the old man's estimate, this thing is worth at least tens of thousands.

It is true that Mongolians are bold and have the habit of giving gifts to each other, but the old man does not dare to accept a gift of 10,000 yuan when they meet for the first time.

When Peng Fei saw the little guy in his arms hearing his grandfather's words, he was nervously preparing to take off the jade on his neck with his hand, and hurriedly said: "Uncle, it's okay, I have a relationship with Battle like an answer, and it should be ...... to give my little nephew something."

In fact, Peng Fei didn't know how much this thing was worth, he only knew that Zhuang Rui gave his son a piece, which was more green and transparent than this, and it was said to be worth tens of millions.

Peng Fei was sneering at this, isn't it just something outside his body, it will be broken when it is broken, so even if he estimates that his piece of jade is not cheap, he still generously gave it away.

On the side, Battle also said with a big grin: "Yes, Dad, don't talk about it, Feizi and I are in a desperate relationship, don't mention the money......"

After the old man heard his son's words, he didn't say anything, but his gaze at Peng Fei and the others became more and more softened, and he beckoned the three of them to sit down in the yurt.

Although this money can't explain anything, but people who regard money as dung can't run away from the evaluation of the four words of "bold atmosphere", which is also right for the spleen of the Mongolians.

After Zhuang Rui and the others sat down, the yurt began to be lively, and Battle's wife also rushed over from the yurt next to her, bringing steaming nai tea to several guests one by one.

Later, according to the rules of the Mongolian people, three snow-white hatas hung around the necks of Zhuang Rui and the three of them, and I heard that there were guests in Battle's house, and a bonfire banquet was going to be held at night, and many men and mothers-in-law in the yurt also gathered in front of Battell.

When it was all dark, a bonfire three or four meters long was lit in front of the batyr yurt, and four or five washed and cleaned whole sheep were erected on it, and people happily gathered around the bonfire, talking loudly.

"Brother Zhuang, Brother Ren, let's go, let's go sit outside and ......"

Today, Zhuang Rui and the others are the protagonists, and after the bonfire was lit, Battle invited the three of them out, but he hung at the end and pulled Peng Fei.

"Feizi, how much is that jade? My old man scolded me again just now......

Although he has a good relationship with Peng Fei, he always knows the value of accepting gifts from others, right? Battle didn't know anything about these things, so of course he turned his head and asked Peng Fei.

"I don't know, it was given to me by Brother Zhuang, and the things he sold are estimated to be worth at least hundreds of thousands, right?"

Peng Fei said a little dissatisfied: "I gave it to my little nephew, why do you care how much money you do?" I said Lao Ba, we haven't seen each other for a few years, why did you become so abrasive?"

"How many ...... Hundreds of thousands? No, you can't let that little bunny take ......."

Battle was frightened by the hundreds of thousands that Peng Fei said, he went home and worked hard for several years, this is only a net worth of hundreds of thousands, and a piece of yu on his son's neck is actually worth so much, no matter how bold Battle is, he feels that his heart is a little unacceptable.

Battle spoke a little loudly, and Zhuang Rui, who was walking in front, couldn't help laughing after hearing Battle's words, and said: "Brother Battle, it's okay, these things are all external objects, just bring them to Bayar, you can keep your ...... safe."

Hearing Zhuang Rui's words "keep safe", Battle was stunned for a moment, what parents hope most in this world is the safety of their children.

"Cheng, thank you two brothers, today Lao Ba respects your wine, but you must drink it......"

Battle was not used to saying words of thanks, and after leading Zhuang Rui, Peng Fei and others to sit down by the campfire, he turned around and ran back to his yurt, and when he came out again, he had a wine jar under each of his arms.

"Brother Battle, are you willing to take out this wine?"

"That's it, this is Daddy's baby, aren't you afraid of your ass blooming?"

"Yes, Battle, when you got married, you didn't want to drink this wine......

Seeing Battle come out with the wine jar, the people around him made a noise, and Zhuang Rui, who didn't care much about it, also looked at the two jars of wine.

The wine jar is not very eye-catching, but it is not small, it is estimated that a can can hold seven or eight catties of wine, the jar is dark throughout, the mouth of the can is sealed with red mud, and a layer of silk cloth is wrapped outside.

Battle's father stood up and said loudly: "What nonsense, today is Battle's Anda, and he is also the most honored guest of our family, what is there when he takes out two jars of wine......"

"Okay, Brother Battle's Anda is also our brother, wait, I'll go to the house and get two jars of good wine......"

"Well, I still have the original puree wine I got from the sake brewery last time, so I'm going to pick it up too......"

It could be seen that Battle's prestige here was very high, and as soon as he heard that it was his marriage, several young men got up one after another and went home to get wine.

"Brother Zhuang, this wine was left by Grandpa before, Abba has never been willing to drink it, and left it to me, let's drink them all today......"

After Battelle sat down, he slapped the sealing of a can of wine with his hand, and suddenly a rich aroma of wine filled the venue.

There were three large bowls in front of Zhuang Rui and the others, and when the wine was poured out of the mouth of the altar, it could be seen with rou eyes that the yellow wine was very viscous, and not a drop was splashed out of the bowl.

After pouring wine for Zhuang Rui and the others, Battle poured wine into the bowls of his father and some older elders, and then walked to the middle of the venue.

"Today is my good brother Peng Fei, as well as his eldest brother Zhuang Rui and Brother Ren, came to our prairie, this bowl of wine is toasted to them, I wish the friendship will last forever, and the brotherhood will be stronger than Jin!"

Not to mention, although Battle is five big and three thick, the toast is very level, after finishing speaking, he walked to Zhuang Rui's side and served Zhuang Rui's wine bowl first.

The first bowl of wine is to salute Zhuang Rui, this is because Battle already knows that Zhuang Rui is Peng Fei's godbrother, and he respects Zhuang Rui very much.

"Thank you, Big Brother Battle, and wish our friendship a long and ...... forever"

Zhuang Rui knew that the etiquette of Mongolian and Tibetan toasting was similar, so he took the wine bowl with both hands, dipped a little wine with his ring finger, and lit it in the direction of the sky, earth and bonfire to show his respect for the gods of heaven, earth and fire.

After doing this, Zhuang Rui brought the wine bowl to his mouth, raised his neck and raised his head, and drank the bowl of wine with a bang.

"Spicy ......"

A bowl of wine in the stomach, Zhuang Rui only felt that from the throat to the lower abdomen, it was all hot and spicy, but fortunately, the wine was not so fast, after drinking, Zhuang Rui turned the bowl down with both hands, thinking that he did not have 1ang to pay a drop of wine.

"Good!"

"Good man!"

"Big Brother Battle is a good man, and his friends are good men too!"

Seeing that Zhuang Rui drank almost half a catty of wine in one gulp, a cheer suddenly sounded in the venue.

In northern China, whether a person is bold or not is judged by the amount of alcohol, and Zhuang Rui's performance undoubtedly made these Mongolian men have a great impression of him.

"Zhuang Rui, aren't you hurting me?"

It doesn't matter if Zhuang Rui takes half a catty of wine in one breath, Dr. Ren, who was sitting next to him, frowned, in fact, according to the rules of the Mongolian people, it is okay to dip it if you don't drink alcohol, but Zhuang Ruizhu is in front, why is Dr. Ren embarrassed to take a sip, right?

Sure enough, Battle's second bowl of wine was served to Dr. Ren, and when he saw it like this, he also sacrificed his life to accompany the gentleman, and he wanted to pour the wine into his stomach in one breath after learning from Zhuang Rui.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

It's just that the amount of wine is strong, and when a bowl of wine is drunk to more than half, the whole person will be shaken, and half of the remaining half of the bowl of wine will be spilled on his body.

"It's also a good man, Dark Cloud, hurry up and cut the rou and send it over......"

Battle gave a thumbs up to Dr. Ren and beckoned his wife to cut the roasted sheep, although Dr. Ren drank a little lightly, but he had a heart, which was also worthy of the respect of the Mongols.

However, when the golden sheep rou was delivered, Dr. Ren had already fallen crookedly on Zhuang Rui's body, and this bowl was very likely to be aged for hundreds of years, so he would send it directly; Seeing Dr. Ren's appearance, there was a burst of good-natured laughter all around, which is very common in Mongolia, and many tourists from the mainland are embarrassed when they drink, and finally fall to the ground drunk.

Battle beckoned a man and asked him to send Dr. Ren into his yurt, and then toasted Peng Fei with a bowl of wine, and the toasting ceremony was over.

The atmosphere in the arena also became more and more enthusiastic, and a man in his thirties stood up and said loudly: "Brother Battle, happy today, how many wrestles?"

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