Luo Tong has no way to take the big horse, can't she help Sheng Qiwu? She turned her face and unceremoniously wiped all the saliva on Sheng Qiwu's clothes.

Sheng Qiwu couldn't laugh at this moment, he had a slight cleanliness habit. watched as Luo Tong wiped the horse's saliva onto his sleeve. What could he do? He could only choose to forgive her, who let this happen to the person he loved the most.

The prank succeeded Luo Tong smiled, looking at Luo Tong's bright smiling face, Sheng Qiwu sighed slightly. He bent his fingers and tapped Luo Tong's forehead, "Naughty!"

Luo Tong has always been quiet and indifferent, and it is rare to have such an emotional outlet, which makes Sheng Qiwu feel very fresh, and the unhappiness of being rubbed against the saliva of the herding horse is insignificant.

Tsering Dorjee looked at the intimate interaction between Sheng Qiwu and Luo Tong with a smile, and his eyes were full of banter. This pair of young people is a good match, and his conversation temperament is also good, he usually sees a lot of merchants, who can have such a temperament almost every day.

Considering that there were outsiders present, Sheng Qiwu and Luo Tong did not show that they were very close, but the tacit understanding between the two of them could be seen through at a glance by a discerning person.

Tsering Danzhu tilted his head and looked at the big brothers and sisters in front of him, and felt that the world of adults was so difficult to understand.

Tsering Dorjee picked up the box that Zhuoma threw on the ground and led everyone to their station house. He was smiling, didn't he be happy to welcome the distinguished guests today?

Guori reluctantly walked by Tsering Dorjee's side, in fact, it wanted to follow Luo Tong's side, but the loyalty in his bones prevailed.

The two horses were not as entangled as Guori, the big one was slightly better, and the smaller one didn't have so many worries, firmly occupying Luo Tong's side, rubbing beside her from time to time.

Sheng Qiwu squinted at the pony, feeling that this should not be called a herding horse, but a cat. Have you ever seen a horse rubbing around a person? Sheng Qiwu really opened his eyes today.

Not far away are dome tents about three meters high, all white. Luo Tong knew that this was a yurt house, and nomads generally lived in such houses, which was easy to disassemble and install, which was very convenient.

Approaching the yurt, a middle-aged woman in her forties greeted her, who should be Dolma's mother. It was a great surprise to see Tsering Zhuoma come back, especially when he saw Luo Tong and Sheng Qiwu.

After greeting the two, she turned around and went back to the yurt, and came out again two minutes later, holding two white hatas in her hands.

Hada is a ceremonial silk fabric used by the Mongolian and Tibetan people, and is a must-have item in social activities. Long silk scarves or scarves used to express respect and congratulations are mostly white, blue, and yellow.

Dolma's mother doesn't speak Chinese very well, and sometimes she has to think for a while before she can say a complete sentence. Unlike Tsering Dorjee's talkativeness, Dolma's mother is very introverted, and after everyone is seated, she mostly listens to everyone's conversation.

When Luo Tong and the others arrived at Dolma's house, it was already evening, and after a little chat with everyone, Dolma's mother went around to the back of the yurt to prepare dinner.

Luo Tong had never seen this Tibetan food, so he especially wanted to go and see it. And she didn't know what to say, so she might as well go out and have a look and feel the authentic Tibetan style.

Tsering Zhuoma saw her thoughts, and simply pulled her to find her mother, and only Tsering Dorjee, Sheng Qiwu and Danzhu were left in the yurt.

When Luo Tong and Dolma passed, they happened to see Dolma's mother stirring back and forth in the wooden barrel. Seeing Luo Tong's curiosity, Tsering Zhuoma explained to her: "This is one of the four treasures of our Tibetan area, and the four packets are ghee, tea, tsampa, and beef and mutton. ”

"This ghee is extracted from cow and goat's milk, and the method of ghee is very simple, the milk is slightly warmed, and then poured into a large wooden barrel, and whipped back and forth hundreds of times, until the oil and water are separated. ”

After that, a layer of yellowish fat floating on top is scooped up and put into a leather bag, and after cooling, it becomes ghee. Ghee has a high nutritional value and can be eaten in many ways, but the main one is used to make butter tea. ”

Luo Tong was eager to try, "Can you let me try it?" ”

Although Dolma's mother doesn't speak much Chinese, she understands it. She handed the wooden stick in her hand to Luo Tong, who rolled up her sleeves and whipped the milk in the wooden bucket back and forth, and before long, she saw a layer of pale yellow grease floating on top of it.

The mother carefully took out the fat and set it aside to cool and set aside. Zhuoma: "Grandma is going to make butter tea, people in our nation like to drink tea, and there is the title of a nation that loves to drink tea." ”

"I heard that Mongolians drink brick tea, are you also brick tea?"

"That's right, when making butter tea. First, the tea leaves or brick tea are boiled with water for a long time, and then the tea is poured into the butter tea bucket we call "Dong Mo", and then the ghee and salt are added, and the tea bucket is pumped up and down dozens of times, stirring the oil and tea together, and then poured into the pot to heat, it becomes a fragrant and delicious butter tea. ”

Saying this, Dolma's aunt also made butter tea. She took the butter tea and entered the yurt, and Tsering Zhuoma hurriedly followed.

Entering the yurt room, Sheng Qiwu and Tsering Dorjee were chatting, and they didn't know what to say, but Tsering Dorjee laughed loudly. Seeing his wife come in with butter tea, Tsering Dorjee hurriedly went to the cabinet on the side and found six wooden bowls to come out.

After chatting and sitting down, Grandma lifted the butter teapot and shook it a few times, pouring a bowl full of butter tea. When pouring the tea, the teapot is gently shaken a few times so that the tea oil is evenly proportioned and the bottom of the pot is not higher than the tabletop.

Tsering Dorjee looked at the butter tea that had just fallen, and did not drink it immediately, but continued to chat with Sheng Qiwu. Although Luo Tong is scratching his heart, he can't wait to taste the taste of this butter tea immediately. But the master hadn't moved yet, and she could only force herself to suppress her inner impatience.

When you arrive at a place and don't understand the rules of this place, then you have to observe more, so as not to break the taboo and not know it, and then leave a laughing stock in vain.

After a minute or so, Zhuoma's grandmother lifted the butter teapot again, and Tsering Dorjee picked up the wooden bowl in front of him, dipped a little tea with his ring finger, and sprinkled it three times.

Gently blow it in a ghee bowl to blow away the oil flowers floating on the tea, then take a sip and praise: "This butter tea is so good, the oil and the tea are inseparable." ”

Luo Tong also did the same, because this was just out of the pot, and it was still relatively hot, so she drank very slowly. Originally, she looked at the butter tea with ghee and maybe it would be a little greasy, but as soon as she entered it, she found that the butter tea was very fragrant and not greasy at all.

She just picked up Dolma's aunt sprinkled a little white stuff, probably salt.