"Sacrificing cattle is sacrificing oxen to ancestors!"

Idle, the cattle dealer surnamed Wang took a sip of milk tea, crossed Erlang's legs and spoke. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Zhuzi, Da Liu, Hou San, and the people at the next table also listened with their ears propped up.

The people who originally came from the ancient prairie lived in pursuit of water and grass, and had no fixed place to live, and after death, they buried things in the soil. But the prairie is vast, and worshipping ancestors becomes a problem.

The steppe people advocate animism, on the basis of which shamanism was born, and ancient shamanism was also valued by the secular regime.

In order to solve this problem, the shamanic ndu (clergy) taught people a method, after burying the deceased, select a spiritual calf, and then after burying the deceased, kill the cow, then keep the calf in captivity, and when it is time to sacrifice, release the calf, and the calf will find the cow itself, and the cemetery will be found.

In order to increase the spirituality of the calf, 'Endu' will also take a special ritual to 'add spirit' to the calf.

It is rumored that Genghis Khan's cemetery killed a white camel, and the baby camel was enlarged by the left bone Hou Jialing at that time, and ran away instead, so no one knows about Genghis Khan's cemetery today!

The left bone Hou is to raise a white bull by himself, often add spirit to it, the white cow becomes a spirit cow, and its descendants also inherit the spirituality, become the treasure cow of shamanism, in the past whenever the shaman worships the left bone Hou, the descendants of the white cow will lead the way.

However, after liberation, due to the defeat of all cows, ghosts, snakes and gods, shamanism disappeared, and it also ran into the mountains.

It is rumored that the descendants of the white cow are still alive in the Xing'an Mountains, the white cattle on the grassland are its descendants, there are many people here who have seen him, and some people say that the cemetery of the left bone marquis is a big treasure, if someone can let the white cow lead the way, it will definitely make a fortune!

I didn't care if I was rich or not, but I felt that this method was a little cruel when I heard it, and at the same time I was also curious about the white cow in the Xing'an Mountains.

As he was talking, a string of 'jingling' bells suddenly sounded at the door of the hotel.

I turned my head to see a middle-aged Mongolian man wearing a blue Mongolian robe and a Mongolian round hat walking in.

The masked man had a round face, thick eyebrows, a beard, and a tall and stout, but the strange thing was that his girdle was not a wide black belt commonly used by the Mongols, but a straw rope made of straw, on which were regularly hung brass bells, and the 'jingling' sound was made from the bells around his waist.

However, it seems to me that a rough man with a bell like a little girl is quite nondescript!

By this time the cattle dealer, surnamed Wang, had risen and shouted, "Come, Ullman, come and have a drink of two, we are talking about your cattle!"

It turns out that he is the owner of the hotel!

And Ullman listened to the greeting, and laughed: "Wang Laifu, you just want me to add vegetables!"

As he spoke, he put his hands flat on his chest, bent over on both sides slightly, but strode like us walking here, it turned out that the two were already very familiar!

Then Da Liu and Ullman exchanged pleasantries, of course, they also introduced me, when they heard that I was a cattle trader, Ullman looked at me with interest, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect to meet such a small peer!"

It turns out that he is also a cattle trader! This sentence made me affectionate to him.

Later, Da Liu asked about the situation of collecting and transporting cattle here, such as car prices, forage, checkout, helpers, etc.

I couldn't interject or be interested, so I listened to the mountain spirit monster at the next table.

About three hours later, after ten o'clock, the group had retreated in twos and threes, and the four of us had taken our leave to Ullman.

Ullman has the characteristics of Mongolian hospitality, and he also got up to see him off, and when he arrived outside the hotel, Ullman still followed, and the four of us turned around quickly or slowly, and Liu Ji opened his mouth to invite Ullman back.

I was about to say something polite, but then I suddenly heard a 'moo' and a dull cow cry coming from the east.

The cry was dull but magnificent, and I was so startled that I couldn't help but turn my head to look east, but it was too dark to see anything.

After all, it was my own master, my abnormality was seen by the pillar, and he asked suspiciously: "Uncle Calf, what's wrong?"

"Do you hear the cow barking in the east?"

As soon as I said this, the pillar was stunned for a moment, and said, "I didn't hear any cow barking!"

After speaking, the pillar turned his head to Da Liu and Hou San again, and asked, "Did you hear the cow barking?"

Hearing Zhuzi ask, Da Liu and Hou San both shook their heads.

I wondered if I was the only one who heard the cow barking so loudly! But I saw Ullman look at me curiously!

But this kind of thing is too small, and there is no need to argue, after shaking their heads, the three of them entered the hotel, and I followed closely.

After being bumpy for so long, it smelled good when it touched the pillow, and I almost fell asleep upside down.

The next morning, I was still sleeping incense, and I was woken up by Da Liu. When I woke up, I heard a constant 'stomping' sound, and I leaned on the window to look, good guy! Cow Mountain Cow Sea! Our bull market is compared to the pond compared to the sea!

After a hasty wash, he drank a bowl of mutton soup at Ullman's restaurant, and then went with Ullman to the cattle and horse market in Xiaoshanbao. Hundreds of cars lined up outside the cattle and horse market.

It has to be said that under the white clouds and above the green grass, thousands of cows of different colors are gathered together, which is indeed magnificent, but these cattle are in good order, all tied to the wooden fence or wooden peg, and there is a wide passage between the wooden fence for buyers to visit. So it's very convenient to walk in it, but it's a little bigger!

When we arrived at the bull market, Ullman went by himself, and the four of us wandered around alone, watching the cattle and listening to the bargains. I found that the price of cattle here is three layers lower than ours, if according to Da Liu's algorithm last night, go to one and a half layers of freight labor, there is about one and a half layers of profit, about five hundred yuan, is also very considerable.

As I walked, I also found some strangely dressed people, some wearing long-brimmed blankets and hats, and wearing animal skins; There are shawls with messy hair and tattoos on their faces; There are also deer riders who cross the knife!

These people are dressed in strange clothes, and I can't help but look at them twice. Later, I learned that this is a gathering place for ethnic minorities, not only Mongolians, but also Oroqen, Hezhe, Manchu and other ethnic groups.

After wandering for nearly two hours, Da Liu Housan finally found their target in Xiaoshanbao - Shelf Cow!

The shelf cow is a lean cow by the name! But this kind of cattle is very hot in our area, especially after having a large cattle breeder, buy it back, fatten it for three or four months, and make money when it changes hands, and it is profitable to have a fast capital turnover. Again, there are such benefits for cattle dealers!

However, the risk of trafficking shelf cattle is higher, such as old age, disease, etc., if the shelf cattle have these two problems, buy and sell it, the cattle dealer will lose!

This is also the main reason why Liu Housan and them came to me this time.

When I got here, Da Liu and Hou San separated, each looked at their own and went, and Zhu and I naturally followed Da Liu, and after a while, Da Liu talked with a Mongolian herdsman, and the price was only half of ours - two ganyuan!

This price doesn't seem to need to be talked about! Da Liu directly asked me to see the cows, but the Mongolian fellow was honest, speaking half-baked Chinese, saying that most of these cattle were two or three years old, and only two were old.

Originally, I didn't want to see that the Mongolian villagers were so sincere, but when I thought of being entrusted by others and being loyal to people, I also looked at the flowers, broke off the cow's mouth, looked at the eyes, and tried the nose to check.

When the Mongolian villager saw that I was so young and a cattle trader, he followed me and praised me. But the smell of sheep and cow on his body made me uncomfortable.

was busy working, Hou San suddenly shouted outside the railing: "Brother calf, come here, help me palm!"

I don't like Hou San very much, but I have my godfather's warning; second, there are some distant relatives; So I pinched my nose and buzzed, "Okay! I'm in the past. ”

Then I nodded to Da Liu, and then followed Hou San.

The cattle seller was an Oroqen man, wearing a hat with a long brim, stuck on his head, barely visible, and his black robe was very old, with torn holes in it, but his cuffs were quite slippery, and he hadn't washed them for many days; On his waist, like a traditional Oroqen person, he wears a waist knife.

From the outside, this man should be poor!

Even stranger is that the man was holding only a white bull, and the bull was lying on the ground, and the image of the bull was very suitable for his master—skinny and dull fur!

At this time, Hou San whispered to me: "Calf! Do you think this cow can be pulled home? ”

This cow looks like a sick cow!

I knew that Hou San's temperament must be trying to pick up the bargain, but when he came, I wanted to help him take a look, so I said, "You let him pull the cow up!"

The Oroqen fellow could understand my words, holding the reins of the ox in one hand and shouting 'uh-he, uh-he'.

With the shouts of the Oroqen villagers, the white cow stood up slowly. When I looked at it, I felt a double surprise in my heart!

The first is that this cow is too thin! You can already see the ribs! It can be said that it is skinny and bones, it seems that it has been sick for a long time, I am very surprised, why didn't this Oroqen fellow sell it early!

And the second layer of surprise is that the "Niu Shi Sutra" once said that the eyes are yellow, the nose is white, the fur is haggard, and the body has been sick for many years!

Look at the white cow's mouth, burnt eyes, and haggard appearance, then according to the "Ox Master Sutra", then there must be a treasure on this cow - bezoar!

At this time, the impatient voice of the Oroqen villager came: "This cow is sick, but it is the offspring of the Xing'anling white cow, and the cattle are good, so I can't sell anything!" As a result, alas......"

Hou San didn't pay attention to the sigh of the Oroqen fellow, but asked me again, "How is it?"

I understand what Hou San means, if I say okay, he will keep the price of cattle very low, as long as the cattle are transported to us, we can make a profit just by killing meat! That's it, that Oroqen fellow ......

And if I say no, no one will buy the cattle dealers around here! Even if you buy it, you won't give a high price!

Unless I say Niu Bao, but this directly offends Hou San!

Looking at the poverty of the Oroqen villagers, how similar to my family was before, I was extremely conflicted for a while!