Chapter 29: The Man of the Prairie

The dark and clear night sky is full of starlight, the Milky Way is like a silver ribbon coiled in the night sky, countless starlight is all over the starry sky, this is a beautiful scenery that can never be seen in the city, in the northern sky, the North Star hangs there bright and firm.

Compared to a few months ago, the Big Dipper mischievously changed its handle in the air, and under the starlight in the sky, the grand bonfire in the middle of the resort was burning, and the three roasted whole sheep were dripping grease on the special grill, and countless tourists cheered around the campfire.

On the specially made field next to the bonfire, girls and boys from the herdsmen are dancing happily.

"This afternoon, we have a terrible incident, here, on behalf of the resort, on behalf of all the herders, I would like to thank Mr. Huo for saving a child's life. Thank you. Lao Yang took the microphone and walked directly to the dancing girl and boy, and said loudly.

"Good!" was followed by a round of applause.

Huo Quzhi walked out of the crowd with a smile, took the microphone in Lao Yang's hand, Huo Quzhi said directly: "Today's matter, as long as it is a capable person, he will help, no matter who is no exception, now we have come to the grassland, in the words of the herdsmen here, let's eat meat, drink wine, and then dance!"

After saying that, Huo Quzhi roared the beat directly in the microphone, "Ho Hi ......", and he directly danced the most classic dance of the Mongolians, and Lao Yang behind him and the dancing girls and boys all joined in directly.

As the tourists were pulled into the crowd by these enthusiastic girls and boys, soon, hundreds of people danced around the huge bonfire in the middle, Qin Mubai didn't care about Huo Quai, he and Zhao Ponu were like two children, laughing non-stop in the crowd, and everyone around them had smiles on their faces.

At this moment, it seems that all the troubles and unhappiness have disappeared, leaving only joy, the resort staff has already roasted the three roasted browned, constantly dripping with oil droplets, and the charming aroma of roasted whole lamb began to be sliced with Mongolian blades, and then distributed to all the guests, although each person may only get one or two bites, but at this moment, the meat is extremely sweet.

Looking at Huo Quai, who was laughing happily there, even if he was the age he was when he died, he was only 23 years old, and in modern times, he was still a young man who had just graduated from college not long ago.

At this moment, he is like a happy child, perhaps in his time, he has imagined and dreamed of such scenes countless times in his dreams.

Qin Mubai didn't join in, but sat next to him with a smile and drank quietly, watching all this.

The bonfire gradually went out, the crowd gradually dispersed, the grassland was a little cold in the middle of the night, and there was no one in the place where the bonfire party was held, and even the lights were extinguished.

However, next to the remaining red charcoal fire, a table was placed here, Qin Mubai and they sat next to the table, Lao Yang, Qin Mubai, Huo Quzhi and Zhao Ponu, the person in charge of the resort had already left after toasting.

This was left to Qin Mubai and them.

"Come, brother, drink! you come to us in the future, forever free!" Lao Yang waved his hand and shouted, the wine in his mouth spurted out, although it was a little unpleasant, but the few people present couldn't smell it, because everyone was the same.

"Thank you, brother!" Huo Quzhi said with a smile, directly picked up the big bowl in his hand, and said, "!"

"!" Lao Yang picked up a big bowl and went straight in.

The wine was beer, but the bowl had been replaced by a large bowl that was most commonly used by herders, and even if it was beer, there were bottles around the four of them.

In the end, Qin Mubai was also a little drunk, his amount of alcohol was actually not high, although he led a group every year, but in fact, he never drank, because after all, there were guests to take care of, even if the guests asked him to drink, he basically didn't drink.

So his amount of alcohol can't be compared with Lao Yang, as for Huo Quai, Qin Mubai doesn't know how much he drinks, anyway, in the end, all three of them poured.

Lao Yang was directly carried back by the two stables, Zhao Ponu still maintained a little sobriety, and Qin Mubai helped Huo Quai, who had fallen on the table, back into the yurt.

Throwing Huo Qubing on the bed, Qin Mubai also felt dizzy, and fell asleep directly next to him, as for Zhao Ponu, anyway, this room is big enough, this bed is more than three meters wide, just like a fire kang in the north, five people can sleep, let alone three people.

Qin Mubai soon fell asleep, and in his dream he became the Huo Qubing who rode the horse and whipped him, commanding tens of thousands of cavalry to chase and kill the Huns on the grassland against the vast yellow sand.

The scene was incomparably real, as if everything was experienced by him.

In the end, Qin Mubai was awakened by urine, saying that it was a yurt, but in fact, the yurt of this resort naturally cannot be the same as the real yurt, its walls are made of cement, but the appearance is made of a yurt, and there is a separate toilet and bath in this yurt.

If this is the same as a real yurt, it is estimated that few tourists can bear it, the real yurt does not have a bed or anything like that, it is directly made of wool pressed felt spread on the grass, and then there is a sheepskin cowhide to cover it, sleeping directly on the ground, including the materials of the yurt are basically sheepskin.

Therefore, the smell of real yurt mutton is very strong, and ordinary tourists will definitely not be able to stand it.

Qin Mubai, who got up and was about to pee, found that Huo Qubing in the room was not there, but Zhao Ponu was still asleep on the bed.

Feeling out his mobile phone, Qin Mubai opened the door of the yurt and walked out.

The wee hours of the morning were the coldest time of the day, and the cold air outside made Qin Mubai shiver, and he woke up in an instant, and after hesitating, Qin Mubai simply returned to the yurt, put on his thick clothes, and then walked out again.

Although there is no moon today, the bright night sky, the dense Milky Way in the second half of the night, even the starlight can dispel a lot of darkness.

Qin Mubai looked left and right, and soon saw a black figure on the hillside next to the yurt, it was so late, it was estimated that there could be no one else, Qin Mubai walked over very simply.

Walking next to this figure, sure enough, it was Huo Quai, and Qin Mubai simply sat down beside him.

"You say, how nice it would be to be able to look at the stars so calmly all the time. Huo Quzhi said.

"It doesn't seem like that's what you, a hussar general, should say. Qin Mubai smiled.

"If there is a choice, who wants to fight. Huo Quzhi sighed.

"You have become a literary youth again?" Qin Mubai shrugged his shoulders.

"What do you mean?" Huo Quzhi was a little puzzled.

"If you want to talk about this person, there are three kinds, ordinary youth, literary youth, and a kind of comic youth. Qin Mubai held back a smile and said, "What about the difference between the three, for example, when we go to the kiln together, ordinary young people may go in and tell the Qinglou woman directly, how much does it cost to sleep a night? And this literary young man may say, this girl, you see that the night is just right, we might as well go to the room to discuss life and ideals, and this funny young man may say, girl, your clothes are very good-looking, where did you buy them, I will buy them back for my inflatable doll." ”

"Poof...... Huo Quzhi laughed directly, and then arched his hand at Qin Mubai and said, "Brother Qin, if you go to the Qinglou, I believe that the woman inside will be crazy for you." ”