it!

Wang Tianchen was also speechless, he knew what the price of the modified car was, and there were seven vehicles in the fleet this time, seven modified cars, and he couldn't help but call a local tyrant in his heart.

In fact, whether it is sealed or Zhang Hao, there is really no intention to show off, if the two of them show off, open a humanoid mecha, and ensure that this group of people is scared half to death, that is the real show-off, and now it is just daily life!

Wang Tianchen, Peng Dahai and Cheng Qinglian are all on the sealed team, there is no way, this modified off-road vehicle is too peculiar; Yu Muheng could only smile bitterly, in fact, he also wanted to take such a car, and he knew that it was different at a glance.

A total of more than a dozen cars drove out.

Modern traffic is developed, the highway is longitudinal and horizontal, and the road condition is very good, so you can't see the quality of the car, and when you drive into the grassland, it will be different immediately, the sealed convoy can't feel the bumps at all when sitting in the car, and Yu Muheng's convoy is more tired, not to mention driving slowly, and the bumps are unbearable.

Yu Muheng was very helpless, the two children were crying, so they could only stop and let the Mifeng convoy take people.

Sitting in the car, the two children stopped crying, Jin Meiqin was amazed, and as soon as she drove the car, she understood that the car was really stable.

The road was bumpy and forward, and in the evening, the convoy reached a vast grassland. It was a large pasture with herds of cattle and sheep, and the convoy stopped in front of several huge yurts.

Seven or eight Mongolian men greeted him at the door.

When everyone got out of the car, the first step was to offer a blue hata, then drink a bowl of mare's milk wine, and then enter the yurt.

Zhang Hao followed, anyway, let him drink wine, let him put on Hada, and as for what the blue Hada meant, he didn't care too much.

Sitting in a circle inside the yurt, Zhang Hao is Jin Xianyu on the left, Cheng Qinglian on the right, on the low table, there are large plates of cooked mutton and cooked beef, and there are knives, chopsticks and plates on the table.

Yu Muheng seems to be very familiar with these Mongolians, talking and laughing, he can even speak some Mongolian, Cheng Qian smiled: "Mr. Yu used to be a soldier on the grassland, he could ride a horse and hunt, and he was very familiar with the herdsmen here. ”

I see!

Highly grassland white, boxes were placed on the ground, Jin Xianyu's eyes widened, and he whispered: "It's over, I'm going to drink to death......" He suddenly regretted coming along, this wine is to drink the rhythm of the dead.

A middle-aged strong man got up and took the bowl and said: "My name is Arislan, the meaning of the lion, Brother Yu is my brother, you are my most honored guests, welcome to the prairie, welcome to our yurt, today with your rules, everyone toast, dry!" ”

The wine bowl is not big, there are still three taels of wine, and the wine of sixty-five degrees is dried up in one sip.

Yu Muheng said with a smile: "Let's do what we can, Arislan is my brother, and I won't force everyone." ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and if they really wanted to drink a bowl, it was estimated that some people would faint immediately.

In fact, all this is a smoke bomb, drink first, and when everyone gets drunk, these Mongolian brothers will come up to persuade them to drink, and now it has just begun, so as not to overthrow most of them at once.

Eat meat and drink milk tea, cut meat with a knife, dip in condiments, because the meat is very fresh, so the taste is not bad.

Zhang Hao was not very active, but ate meat silently, and did not eat in a big gulp, eating meat normally, watching the hustle and bustle of everyone and persuading him to drink.

Zhang Hao and the others are considered guests, and their sitting positions are relatively biased. This was specially chosen by Jin Xianyu, and he also pulled Zhang Hao to sit, as for Mi Feng, he sat with Yu Muheng, he looked older.

Mi Feng smiled indifferently, Arislan stepped forward to toast a bowl of wine, Mi Feng drank it indifferently, and saw that the eyes of a group of Mongolian men were shining, this old man can drink!

Suddenly, several Mongolian men took turns to toast, their wine culture is different from the mainland, the more distinguished guests, the more they want to toast, not to see your jokes, but to make you drunk, which is the greatest respect for you.

Mi Feng still smiled.

All are welcome!

If there is a bowl, drink a bowl, and it must be full, you can't shake your hands, you can't have any leftover wine, and after a few rounds, these Mongolian men are excited.

This old man is amazing!

Yu Muheng was also stunned, at first he was worried that Mi Feng would not be able to withstand it, but after drinking a few rounds, he found that Mi Feng did not change color, and he knew that he had met the God of Wine.

Of course, this group of Mongolian men has a way, and when they step forward alone, they are a song of persuasion to drink.

Finish singing, take a sip, you're done!

Jin Xianyu was surprised: "This is okay?" ”

Zhang Hao said: "If you have the ability, you can also sing a song of persuasion, and even as long as you sing, you can ...... Take a sip and the other party will do a bowl. ”

Mi Feng found that something was wrong, no matter how big the amount of alcohol was, he would be played to death like this, he said: "Brother, come here!" ”

Zhang Hao smiled bitterly, he was about to be arrested, but he was not very afraid, he came to Yu Muheng and Mi Feng's side, and said, "Brother, what are you going to do?" ”

Mi Feng said: "They sing a song, you sing a song too, and then I drink with them!" ”

"It's okay to sing, it's okay to sing our Mongolian song, and it's going to move us......" He began to deceive.

Yu Muheng said: "As long as you sing, you can have a bowl for one person!" ”

Arislan laughed and said, "Okay, good, Brother Yu has spoken, I can't help but listen, if you can move us to sing, we will each have three bowls of wine!" ”

He spoke very loudly, and the whole yurt applauded, drinking is never a big deal, and the same is true for watching the excitement, especially on the alcohol, everyone is very excited.

"Uncle Hasbargen, you come to play the horse-head fiddle!"

An old man came out with a smile and said, "You, bully people again, come on!" He sat down cross-legged with a horse-head harp, and the melodious sound of the harp sounded.

Areslan opened his mouth and came:

Wild geese in the sky

Pairs are lined up

……

The northern hometown in my heart

The voice was desolate and full of charm, but the tone was not accurate enough, the breath was not stable enough, and of course, everyone present was drunk and dizzy, and shouted loudly one by one.

Zhang Hao nodded and said, "Uncle Hasbargen, I also sing Hongyan, and only by singing can I win and lose." What was shocking was that Zhang Hao spoke Mongolian, and the whole yurt was quiet, which was also amazing.

In Mongolian, he said, "Do you speak Mongolian? ”

Zhang Hao said: "Yes, but I am not from the Mongolian tribe. ”

The men in the yurt immediately had a good impression of Zhang Hao, and people who could speak their own national language could easily get close to them.

looked at Zhang Hao curiously one by one.

The horse-head fiddle once again played a melodious tune.

Zhang Hao opened his mouth and sang.

The wild goose is in the sky......

With this sentence alone, almost all of them had goosebumps, which was so good, as if it was like the wind on the prairie, sweeping through their hearts.

Arislan's eyes widened, and with that, he had already taken it.