Before I said this, I clearly observed the embarrassment in the way people looked at me; After these words were spoken, a trace of joy flashed on everyone's faces.

The Grand Steward took out a black jar from his bag and poured out the black pill.

After one person gave them a pill, everyone carefully put it in their mouths.

Maybe they didn't know that they were eating Gu worm eggs, but after swallowing them, their faces immediately changed to happy expressions.

When he was done, the old man muttered to the crowd for a while, and then he saw that most of the crowd had scattered and returned to their little adobe houses, and the rest were about fifty or so, all of them seventeen or eighteen years old and big girls.

The old man saluted again and motioned for us to sit back in, and fifty young men followed us in and sat down on the small benches that surrounded the hall.

"Can you eat?"

When the hall was quiet again, the old man asked me in a whisper.

Serving? Do you want to eat first? Indeed, it was already noon, and we were already hungry all the way.

Soon the three pairs of golden boys and girls walked in with some pots and bowls with metallic luster, carefully placed them on the table, and then lifted the lids.

I was really hungry, and as the lid was opened, a refreshing aroma immediately reached my nose, including fish, pheasant, and a few plates of unknown dishes.

Then, a "golden boy" brought a towel, and a "jade girl" handed me a pair of silver chopsticks.

After a period of gobbling, the dishes on the table have been eaten, and at first they didn't even use the chopsticks for the big steward, but under my repeated urging, they took Xiaoqing and Xiaobi to eat.

Seeing that we were full, the golden boy and girl brought a few bowls of bird's nest soup - this is the bird's nest of the white pigeon swallow unique to the deep mountains of Ningxia, which is very precious. It is said that this swallow is unique to this area of Helan Mountain, and there are no more than 500 swallows in total.

During the whole process, I was "passive" and treated all this as a ritual that had to be done.

After drinking bird's nest, it was finally time to talk about business, and I saw a middle-aged man in a white coat walking in from outside the door, holding a square cloth in his hand, stealing a glance at me, and kneeling down with a plop.

The chief steward whispered to me, "This is the first village keeper to report to me!"

What I didn't expect was that this person's Mandarin was quite standard, and I could hear every word of his words clearly for the first time.

After listening to him, I suddenly realized that the so-called accounting is to talk about this year's harvest in the village.

Maybe before, Grandma and the village made some kind of agreement, and every year the village would "pay taxes" according to the proportion of the year's income. The so-called tax, in addition to grain, also includes some silk threads and metal minerals, and I don't bother to ask about the specifics.

Originally, I thought that after the account, the matter would be completed, but I didn't expect the old man to lean in front of me again and said respectfully: "Little brother, I have to trouble you to help these children complete it. Courtesy ......"

Yes. Courtesy? What a thing. I looked at the boys and girls sitting around me and wondered.

Soon, several people removed the Eight Immortals table and chairs.

The old man looked at the chief steward, as if he was asking for advice, and only after getting the permission of the chief steward did he make a "please" gesture to me. It turned out that there was a door on one side of the hall, and there was another hall behind the door.

The chief steward walked up to me in a few steps and whispered to me: The so-called Cheng. The human ritual is to use the scepter symbolizing the Miao Lord to lightly tap a few times on the abdomen and back of the recipient.

As she spoke, she gestured to a "little daughter-in-law" standing beside Xiaoqing, and she handed over a half-meter-long wooden stick, which was very delicately made, one end was a snake head spitting letters, and the other end was like a lizard's tail.

Is this what is called a scepter? I took it and said, "It's so easy?" I walked through this door with ease.

It was a small cubicle of only five or six square meters, small but very elaborately decorated, in contrast to the rest of the village, with animal skins on the floor and walls, which, I had taken a cursory, were antelope and wolfskins.

There was an antique chair on the small floor, and I knew how old it was, and what surprised me the most was that there were so many black and white photos on the whole wall facing the doorway.

There were big and small photos, people and landscapes, and I glanced at them and was about to step forward to take a closer look at what they were, when a young man walked in.

I was busy.

This is a fair-skinned young man, who looks about the same age as me, probably because he is shy! After entering the door, trembling slightly, he first shouted "little brother" respectfully, then knelt down and kowtowed, and after getting up, he began to take off his clothes.

I was prepared to kowtow, but I never thought that he would suddenly take off his clothes!

Speaking of which, I would like to add a few words:

Maybe it's still hot season! The whole village was dressed in a relatively simple way, and there was only a thin layer of clothing for men, women, and children, so the boy stripped off his clothes at once.

He didn't even wear underwear? This...... This...... What is this for?

Just as I was a little overwhelmed, the boy knelt down again respectfully and looked at me shyly.

Even though they were both men, my sexuality was absolutely fine, and at first glance I was deeply attracted by the near-perfect body of the boy in front of me.

His whole body was very well-proportioned, and although he was still young, his chest and abdominal muscles were faintly visible.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I reacted: It turned out to be. Can't you wear clothes for human ceremonies?

I took a deep breath at the thought of the chief steward's instructions, and then tapped the lad lightly on the belly, then turned around and tapped him on the back.

The boy seemed to be pleased, and probably from then on, he was a true adult.

The boy kowtowed to me again, then bent down and stepped out.

The second person who came in was a good-looking girl, she was more shy than the boy just now, and she also called out softly, "Little brother", her voice was crisp and sweet, she kept biting her lower lip with her teeth, and looked at me embarrassedly.

Still kneeling and kowtowing, I was stunned that she was the same as the boy before her, wearing only a thin layer of clothing.

Maybe girls are born to love cleanliness! She folded her clothes slightly, placed them on a board beside her, and knelt down in front of me again.

At that moment, I couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva, and exclaimed in my heart: How can this girl look so iconic in this poor mountain area!