Chapter 417: The Banquet

After more than 30 hinged badgers were cleaned up, the people behind them were cleaned up one by one, deboned and dismantled, and the process came down one by one until the night, and the wait was worth it. In order to welcome the great guest of Abailou, the people of the Hosara tribe killed a dozen cows and thirty sheep, which exceeded the amount of the usual banquet of the Hosara tribe.

The bonfires were lit so brightly that at first glance it looked like almost all of the pastures were lit up. As a distinguished guest, Abay will be surrounded in the middle and eat and drink with the most famous people of the Hosara tribe, and of course there will be Modori, who has been brought over by Hosara.

The campfire is very warm but still can't stop the cold, in order to drive away the cold of the snow grape steppe, both men and women will drink the song wine used for the banquet without interruption.

At first, the wine was relatively light, but as the flame boiled, the lighter wine immediately turned into a spirit, and it tasted like a good grass.

"This wine is good. Abaylou said.

"Of course!" Hosara said proudly, "It's a gift from Shegra." ”

Every year during the snow season, snow wheat grows, which is very low and short, and the wheat is also green, and if you don't pay attention, you will think that it is a weed on the side of the road. But where are the weeds that grow in the snow? Putting aside the danger of the cold, it is not difficult to collect the snow wheat, which is the raw material for the sake, and the women who are in charge of picking it will return with the raw materials of the katake, and will eventually be responsible for making the snow wheat into the sake.

These do not need to be planted, and the snow wheat that springs up like mushrooms after a rain has given life to countless people living in Xuegra, and even children will drink song and wine from an early age. It can be said that the song wine is the "water of life" of Xuegra. Both the Gaudí and Kuka tribes brew their singing wine with reverence and reverence.

"Let you break the bank, you shouldn't have spent so much material to entertain me. Abaylou and Hosara toasted each other, and the horn cups made a "tom" sound. Without saying a word, Mo Duoli poured wine for the male clansmen around him.

It seems to be a rule, and Modoria is not qualified to intervene in the patriarch's conversation with distinguished guests.

There were three middle-aged people from the Hosara tribe in Goranbo, who were drinking together around Abaylou, and several of them clinked glasses with Abaylou.

After taking a sip of the song, she waved her hand and said, "Where, warrior." You've solved our long-standing thorny badger colony, and with this forest farm, we're going to have a much better winter this year. These cattle and sheep were killed by everyone from the bottom of their hearts to thank you, but it is better to say that we are happy when you eat more. ”

"And you don't have to worry about wasting food, the cold of Shegra preserves everything. ”

After three rounds of wine, the carefully roasted badger was finally served.

"It's finally here. Hosara looked expectantly at the hedgeho badgers that emitted a strange scent, "They usually eat us, and it's a rare opportunity to let these guys feast." ”

"These badgers look like I've killed more than I've killed. Abay Lou asked suspiciously, these looked half more.

"Those are the thorny badgers that our whole clan has caught over the years, since it is a banquet, everyone can eat it before it is a grand banquet. Hosara said generously.

The whole clan only caught more than 20 in a few years, which shows how cunning the thorn badger is. Abay didn't expect the hedged badgers he killed to be so smart, and he still regarded them as beasts that didn't know how to advance or retreat.

Of course, Abaylou was going to eat the meat as the main course of the banquet, so he picked up a badger's roasted leg and took a bite.

It was completely different from when he tried to eat it himself, the meat was soft and juicy, the skin was crispy and fragrant, and to be honest, it was probably the best meat Abaylou had ever tasted in the pancontinent.

There is also a strange fragrance, presumably from the liver of the hedgehog badger.

"Truth be told, it's hard to find any animal on the continent to have more meat than a hedgehog badger. Abaylou sighed. His mouth was full of oil, and the enthusiasm of the Hosara tribe was infectious.

"I'm getting more and more fond of you!Warrior!I wish you could stay, it's going to take a lot of work!" Hosara laughed and said, "Let's drink wine and eat meat!"

Hosara's words made Mordori's face flush again and again.

"Come on. Abaylou also realized the benefits of drinking in this snowfield, and perhaps he would not have wanted to drink when he returned to Ryugan Fortress, but here, his throat was very much looking forward to the nourishment of the song. The feeling of drinking wine is different from warming up with vindictiveness. One is comfortable warmth, the other is the warmth after exercise, and the two ways compare Abay Lou will of course choose to drink.

"If in the future my army sets foot in Shegra, I will settle the dispute in a gentler way. Abay Lou thought.

After three rounds of drinking, Abaylou's appetite won the respect of the Hosara tribesmen, and even Modori, who did not dare to face Abayr, was a little surprised.

"Patriarch, I think our distinguished guest has already eaten two cows and three sheep, which is amazing!" said the man at the table with Abailou quietly.

They were shocked that Abaylou's not so large looking body could not change at all after eating these things, and he drank and laughed with them without changing his face, which was simply ......

"It's like the heroes that the Great Snow Field is talking about. Ge Ranbo was slightly drunk and said, "I can eat a lot of meat and drink a lot of wine." ”

The slight drunkenness made the anger in his eyes disappear, and at this time, he looked like a normal child of the Gaudi Mountain Clan, and he was not so mature.

Being able to eat and drink will gain the respect and friendship of the Gaudi and Kuka tribes, provided that person is not a rice bucket. Since Abay Lou is not a rice bucket, he is a big man who deserves everyone's respect.

In short, at this moment, even the Hosara tribe began to respect Abaylou from the bottom of their hearts.

The well-fed Hosara people set up a huge bonfire in the center and danced in the middle, clapping the "row bells" in their hands to make a crisp and melodious sound, and then singing loudly about the snow gra, beautiful love, warm friendship and respect.

"Do you want to dance?" asked Modori, who had not spoken.

"No need. Abaylou said, "I'm not very good at it. ”

"It's okay, everyone will have something they are not good at. Modoria said. She stood up and told Hosara that she was going to dance.

"Men who can dance win women's affection. Hosara spoke.

"It wasn't tempting for me – I wanted to try what the group was playing. Abay pointed to another place where young men were wrestling together. It looks like the same wrestling as the people of the plateau of the earth.

"Are you sure, warrior? Hosara asked.

"It doesn't matter if you use your fighting spirit, I'll do it next. Abaylou said.

"It's a man! I retract my previous words, men who are good at wrestling are more likely to win the favor of women. Hosara clapped her hands, and as soon as he went to the wrestling ring, many of the dancers broke away from the crowd and gathered around.

"Our guests are also participating. Hosara said, hugging Abay Lou's shoulder.

The wrestlers stopped suspiciously, they didn't think that Abay, who had thin arms and legs, would be able to defeat them without fighting spirit.

"It's okay for you to use your fighting spirit, our distinguished guests are all next. Hosara said. As soon as he said this, there was an uproar and excitement around him, there is a world of difference between not using fighting spirit and using fighting spirit, and there is no need to challenge with fighting spirit, what a pride and conceit!