"Brother Guo Yang!" Far away, the diminutive man tore off his mink hat and shouted loudly, it was a green fox.

Guo Yang was stunned, why did these two people run to the grassland?

Guo Yang took a step forward and smiled.

The four big white dogs were walking like flying on the thick snow, and the car without wheels galloped forward, comparable to a horse, which made Guo Yang look envious.

"Qinghu, why did you come to the grassland?" Guo Yang shouted loudly, quite happy between his words.

"We're coming for you." The strange car approached Guo Yang, and before it could stop steadily, the green fox pounced as soon as it slipped through the smoke, and his little face was flushed, full of excitement.

"Looking for me? This cold and snowy place, looking for me something? Guo Yang asked in amazement.

"I'm looking for you, if Grandpa hadn't managed to get a sled, it would have been really hard to find you. Brother Guo Yang, come on, come on, do you see this dog sledding that grandpa made, isn't it wonderful? When Qinghu saw Guo Yang, he kept talking, and Guo Yang couldn't interject for a long time.

"This car is called a sled?" Guo Yang looked at the car without wheels and said with a smile.

"What kind of car, a sleigh is a sleigh, listen to grandpa, the ancients...... On the northern snowfield, there are some people who live in the ice and snow all year round, and they rely on this dog sled to travel. It's like you can't live without horses on the steppe. The green fox said with a croak.

"Antiquity?" Guo Yang was secretly stunned, this green fox seemed to have leaked his mouth, but he was not a person with many tongues, and when he saw that people didn't want to say it, he didn't ask, but just thought about it in his heart.

"Green Fox, is the Northern Snow Field far from here? I've heard that the people there are very strange, with red beards and blue eyes, and a long fluffy tail. Guo Yang said with a smile.

"I haven't been there, I heard from my grandfather. Grandpa, tell me, do the people on the northern snowfields have red beards, blue eyes, and fluffy tails? The green fox turned his head and asked.

Mr. Wild Fox slowly packed up the dog sled, and walked over, his head and face were covered by a fluffy mink hat, revealing only two fairy wind bones, and looked at Guo Yang with ignorance.

Guo Yang scratched the back of his head, snorted, and said: "Haha, it turned out to be Mr. Wild Fox, fortunately, Guo Yang is worried that drinking alone is quite boring, Mr. is here, haha, please go to the tent to warm up." ”

"Humph!" Mr. Wild Fox snorted coldly, walked into the tent with his head held high, took off his mink robe and hat, and revealed a green cloth linen coat, as if he was a master.

Guo Yang felt ashamed of this Mr. Wild Fox, and it was difficult to say anything, so he grabbed the little hand of the green fox and entered the tent.

"Mr. Wild Fox, Miss Green Fox, please take a seat, and I'll get us some mutton." Guo Yang said with a smile.

Guo Yang walked outside the tent and turned over his hand to take out a set of cooking utensils, which turned out to be pots and pans, Dingjue Yao, bottles and jars, most of which were made of bronze, and they were filled with oil and salt condiments.

The green fox couldn't stay in the tent, so he jumped up and down, and when he saw the cooking belongings that Guo Yang had set up, his eyes were straight.

"Brother Guo Yang...... These are your cooking utensils? Qinghu asked.

"Hmm." Guo Yang took out a sheep's back and a knife from the storage bag, skillfully cut the mutton into strips, and threw it into a big ding.

"Oh my God, you're too extravagant! These...... But it's all high-quality products, this wine set, you actually use it to hold spices, and this big ding...... This is a ritual vessel that only exists in the temple of the Zhou people......" Qinghu touched those simple and delicate bronzes, and sighed again and again.

"Do you like it? I'll give you a set when I get back. I built it myself anyway. Guo Yang said with a smile while lighting a fire.

Qinghu's face was full of joy, nodded again and again, touching the bronzes that Guo Yang used as cooking utensils, and felt that it was really a tyrannical thing.

Guo Yang took out an object casually, handed it to Qinghu, and said with a smile: "For you, you can use it to eat mutton on the grassland in the future." ”

"Shentie's ...... Knife! Qinghu took it and pulled it out, but it was a small knife, and she exclaimed, her face full of incredulity.

It must be known that at that time, iron was an extremely rare thing, and only those big people had the opportunity to get a piece or two of meteoric iron from the sky and make it into a knife, which became a legendary treasure. Guo Yang actually gave her such a valuable thing casually, and it was no wonder that Qinghu was surprised.

"Haha, isn't it just a knife, when you grow up, my brother will give you a real knife." Guo Yang smiled, but his subordinates were busy, and soon stewed a sheep's back in the big ding, steaming hot.

"Okay, good, Brother Guo Yang is the best!" As soon as the green fox was happy, he climbed Guo Yang's shoulder, and kissed Guo Yang's black face with a small mouth "horn".

Guo Yang laughed, touched the cheek that had been kissed by the green fox and smiled: "I plan not to wash my face for three days." ”

When the green fox heard this, he was even more overjoyed, and he played with the knife with a smile and entered the tent.

Mr. Yehu heard that the two of them were talking and laughing outside, and his face was already blue with anger, and he angrily grabbed the leftover half-jue wine that Guo Yang drank and drank it all.

"Grandpa, the mutton is not cooked yet, why did you drink it first?" The green fox sat down, played with the knife happily, and casually taught Mr. Wild Fox a lesson.

"Alas, the female is not staying! The world is going down! Mr. Wild Fox sighed for a long time, but with one hand he couldn't help touching a jar of wine, and poured himself a full knight first.

"Grandpa, you can't spit ivory out of your dog's mouth, what nonsense are you talking about?" The green fox glanced at Mr. Wild Fox angrily.

Mr. Wild Fox seemed to be a little timid towards the green fox, smiled wryly, picked up the wine, and drank it dry.

Seeing that Mr. Wild Fox lost his temper when he saw the wine, Qinghu smiled helplessly, shook his head, lowered his head and continued to play with the knife.

"Hmph, Xiao En Xiaohui, he is definitely not a good person!" Mr. Wild Fox looked at the green fox's overjoyed appearance, and seemed to be angry again, muttering.

"Do you believe that I cut off your wine later?" The green fox finally got angry, and suddenly stood up, and glared fiercely at Mr. Wild Fox with two big eyes.

"Okay, okay, don't say it, don't say it. I'm cheap-mouthed, I only drink and don't talk! Mr. Wild Fox sneered, and the jar was full again.

After Guo Yang stewed the mutton, he walked into the tent, sat down opposite Mr. Wild Fox, and watched him drink with a smile.

"Guo Yang, don't have anything to ask?" Mr. Wild Fox drank a few times, and his tongue began to whirl.

"It's a big thing, you have to eat meat and drink wine, Mr. Wild Fox, what do you say?" Guo Yang said with a smile.

"That's just as well." Mr. Wild Fox said.

Mr. Wild Fox is very knowledgeable, in the sky and on the ground, a long speech, the green fox has long been drowsy, but Guo Yang listened to it with relish, and asked a word or two from time to time, but also grew a lot of knowledge.

It was freezing outside, and in the tent, a big pot of fire was burning, and it was the day to eat mutton and drink good wine.

After more than an hour, the mutton was finally stewed, but it was Amu's hand-grasped mutton method.

That kid couldn't stand Guo Yang's soft and hard treatment, and finally reluctantly taught Guo Yang a set of hand-grabbed mutton practices and plates, and taught Guo Yang, for this reason, Guo Yang was knocked on a bamboo pole fiercely, and gave him five spirit stones so that he didn't cry all day long and cry out for losses.

Every time he eats hand-grabbed mutton, Guo Yang will think of that stinky boy, and the scars on his face that have been gnawed by wild dogs make Guo Yang can't help but smile every time he thinks about it.

"This mutton is so delicious, what's the name?" Mr. Wild Fox grabbed a rib and bit it, and his eyes lit up and he was full of praise.

"Hand grasp the mutton." Guo Yang took a piece of mutton scorpion meat, handed it to Qinghu, and said with a smile.

"Hand finger lamb? You just fool the old man, the grassland people eat mutton, which one is not caught by hand! Mr. Wild Fox said with a sneer, but he couldn't stop tearing and chewing, and he didn't look like a superior person.

Guo Yang ignored Mr. Wild Fox, looked at the green fox with a side face, and asked with a smile: "How is it, is it delicious?" ”

"Hmm, it's delicious!" Qinghu should be hungry, and Guo Yang's stewed hand-grasped mutton is really delicious, her small mouth is so full that she can hardly speak.

"Haha, eat slowly, a sheep is enough for us to eat." Guo Yang smiled, he also lifted a leg of mutton, sprinkled pepper and salt, and began to chew heavily.

Mr. Wild Fox was thin and thin, fairy-like bones, and he ate the mutton with his hands, but he was unceremonious, and after a while, he ate seven or eight ribs, and reached out and grabbed half a leg of mutton.

Guo Yang didn't have time to say hello, and his old man poured himself a drink, as if he was in his house.

"Mr. Wild Fox, when you pour wine, you also fill it up for Brother Guo Yang, you are so old, why do you still know how to be polite!" The green fox ate the hand-grabbed mutton, couldn't stand it anymore, and frowned and said.

Mr. Wild Fox reacted at this time, his face couldn't help but turn red, and he laughed and said: "It's all to blame Guo Yang, this hand-caught mutton is delicious, and the wine is also superb, look, the old man has forgotten it." ”

lifted the wine jar, poured it full for Guo Yang, and poured a jue for Qinghu, and then filled it for himself.

"I won't drink the stinky wine you poured!" Qinghu said angrily, "Brother Guo Yang, do you still have your mare's milk wine?" ”

"You're here, and you're there." Guo Yang smiled and took out a bag of mare's milk wine and handed it to Qinghu in its entirety.

Qinghu took the wine bag with a smile, poured himself a handful, tasted it slowly, and looked at Guo Yang with squinted eyes, his eyes watery.

Seeing this, Mr. Wild Fox was not angry, drank Sanjue wine in a row, and tore half of the leg of mutton into his stomach after a few strokes.

He felt still angry, and stretched out his hand to lift the wine jar and pour it wildly, but he was so drunk that he couldn't even touch the wine jar.

Guo Yang smiled bitterly, then lifted the wine jar, poured it for the old man, and said, "Mr. Wild Fox, I'll pour you wine." ”

Mr. Wild Fox took the wine, drank it dry, and held it for a while before slowly exhaling a breath.

"Good wine! People are not a good thing, though! Mr. Wild Fox said loudly, his eyes were hazy, but he was already a little drunk.

"He's a good person." Guo Yang said with a smile.

"You Guo Yang is not a good thing, beast, ungrateful, ugly, small favor is not a good person!" Mr. Wild Fox laughed, scolded Guo Yang a few words inarticulately, fell headlong, and snored like thunder.

Guo Yang looked at Mr. Wild Fox, shook his head and smiled bitterly, turned his head and asked Qinghu: "Why does your grandfather scold me?" ”

"You borrowed our fox's nest to fight, forcing us to have nowhere to go, so we had to wander on the grassland, who don't scold you?" The green fox scolded in his mouth, but his face was smiling, and his eyes were even more merry.

Guo Yang scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Isn't it just a small Wild Fox Ridge, look at it, how good this grassland is, girl, you can follow me in the future." ”

"Who is rare!" Qinghu chuckled and said.

Guo Yang didn't dare to provoke the green fox again, so he had to cover his head and eat and drink, and in a blink of an eye, a leg of mutton and three sheep scorpions were swallowed into his belly.

poured seven or eight jue wine in a row, wiped a greasy mouth with his sleeve, and smiled pleasantly: "This is my Guo Yang's good life!" ”