"Uh...... In the stove. Cingil was bewildered by the fat man's astonishment, and stretched out her hand to the stove in the tent.

The fat man flew over and kicked the mud stove to pieces, but saw that several large pieces of ambergris incense had been burned to ashes.

My little heart......

Fat brother, are you swollen again?

"It hurts, it hurts." The fat man clutched his chest and gasped, forcibly resisting the urge to poke Hingill down with one finger.

The priceless ambergris, you burned it as cow dung!

Of course, ambergris is indeed the poop of whales...... But it can't be such a disaster!

Even the lowest-quality ambergris, like such a large piece, is worth at least a few thousand taels of gold.

"It's ambergris, right?" As a person from the Gojuli Palace, Li Zhixian also identified the ingredients of this fragrance.

"It seems to be black amber." Chiba Ling also smelled it, she also saw it when she was on Silver Island Paradise Island, but it was relatively rare, so I didn't expect it to be here? Those Westerners also liked this thing, they called it black amber, which was a very precious spice.

"Yes, yes, that's it, ambergris or dragon's belly?" Ling'er also remembered, when I was a child, I remembered that the Emperor of the Han Dynasty had given my father a small piece of this, my father cherished it very much, only when the distinguished guests came would they scrape off a little bit with a knife and put it in the golden beast incense burner to smoke incense, it was really fragrant, I still remember it for so many years.

"Isn't this just a fish poop?" Hingill insisted that this was used to burn fire, because it tasted better than cow dung and sheep dung, so ......

Actually, I don't burn it normally, choking my brain, isn't this your coming? I'm embarrassed to let you smell cow and sheep dung.

"So do you have any more fish poop like this?" The fat man asked weakly, but he actually didn't have much hope, because ambergris is precious because it is scarce, and rare things are expensive. Presumably, Yu Ji only had a few pieces, all of which were burned by her, and they were burned......

"Looks like there's still one, right?" Singier took off her mink hat and scratched her head, everyone who was by the fat brother was sweating at this moment...... Are you sure you want this fish poop, right?

"And?" The fat man was excited, "Where is it?" ”

It's in the dung circle just outside the tent.

The northern Xinjiang tribes generally use firewood for winter heating, but it is still very troublesome to cut wood, so the mainstream fuel wood is cow dung and sheep dung, in order to facilitate access, wicker will be used outside the tent to weave a sheepfold-like dongdong for centralized storage.

In fact, it was not until the early 80s that many grassland towns also had this thing, and later the standard of living improved, and it was gradually replaced by coal bunkers.

Even now, cow dung and sheep dung are used to burn fires on the grassland, but it is relatively rare......

But ambergris in dung circles is even rarer.

If there is a large basket, it can be said that it is very rare!

"Oh my God, where did you get all this ambergris?" The fat man looked at the seven or eight pieces of fine ambergris in the basket full of dried dung, and muttered to himself.

"Picked up by the sea." Xin Jier said, "It turns out that this is not a fish poop, it is a dragon's saliva?" ”

That's pretty much what it means, anyway.

So I want to take these fish poops back to light the fire, may I ask Xinjier, will you give it, do you give it, or give it to me?

"I'll give it all to you, then." Singier is still a cheerful and generous little girl after all.

"If you pick up this ...... by the sea again," the fat man insatiably admonished.

"Send it to you too, fat brother!" Singier said, but at the same time expressed curiosity, "Why is this valuable?" ”

Because fat brother loves money.

"It's not that valuable, it's worth a little but it's not much, anyway, it's not as much as the relationship between our brothers, okay, that's it." The fat man hanged himself with the hook of Singier, and he was not allowed to change for a hundred years.

It's worth the trip!

The fat man's mood improved again, his brows were no longer wrinkled, and his heart was no longer uncomfortable, so he cleaned up a few large pieces of ambergris, carefully packed them into a wooden box, and put them under his bed.

"Go back to sleep, or go dancing, what are you doing with me here?" The fat man saw a few girls looking at him blankly, so he waved his hand to send off the guests, "Chiba, why don't you sleep in my tent?" It's warm and the bed is soft enough and big enough......"

In fact, it is a bear skin on the wooden board, which is neither big nor soft, and the fat man himself lies alone and shows his buttocks.

"Okay, then you go sleep outside." Chiba Ling is now indifferent to the boring joke of the fat man.

"Who's going to sleep outside? It's so cold! But it was Xiao Chen Shi Shiran who walked in.

He actually escaped.

The passionate dance just now, coupled with the blessing of spirits, ignited the enthusiasm of those young and beautiful girls, they are all natural natures, and they don't hide it at all when they meet the man they like.

Especially Xiao Chen and Wan Yan, who are still handsome guys among handsome guys, are in love, so they simply forcibly put the two of them in their respective tents, wanting to misbehave.

These girls are not beautiful, nor are they not enchanting, Xiao Chen is not lustful, and it is not that he does not want to be submissive.

But he still broke free from the warm embrace of the girls who had almost taken off their clothes with a strong will, and rushed out.

In fact, the girls volunteered, he was also a single man, and it was not a matter for something to happen on this passionate night, but he felt that it was not appropriate.

In the words of the fat man, although this guy is smart all his life, he is always confused for a while.

Lack of heart, no!

That's where Chiba is, or I'll ...... What are you pretending to beg Yanagishita with me?

"Where's Wanyan?" Several girls expressed concern about Wanyan.

"How do I know?" It's not easy for Xiao Chen to run out by himself, how can he take care of his brother? Besides, can Wanyan's tent be specially entered at this time?

It's strange that the eyes don't die if they are spicy!

But he still excused his brother's explanation, "Wanyan is drunk, Xin Ji'er, your Yu Ji's wine is really strong." ”

"Wine is meant to be intoxicating, isn't it?" Hingill said.

"Yes, yes...... Hey? How does it smell like a smell? Xiao Chen's nose is also quite sensitive.

"It's a fish poop!" Hingill pointed under the fat man's bed.

"Fish poop?" Xiao Chen sniffed, "This is the smell of ambergris." ”

"Sleep, sleep, let's go!" The fat man tried again to drive the crowd away.

"It's ambergris, it's a lot of big pieces, the fat brother wants them all, and he doesn't share them with everyone!" Ling'er shouted.

"Hmph, people are Jinwu Zangjiao, you kid is Jinwu Zangbao, those who see it have a share, take it out and look at it!" Xiao Chen said.

This is not trivial, and ambergris of this quality is also rare, and there are so many, this special must have more than ten catties, right?

How much did Hingill pay you? Don't talk nonsense! What kind of consultation fee does the disciple of your Shangguan family charge, and besides, the prince's illness was not cured by you, but by me!

What are you doing in a daze? Two pieces for each person!

What are you polite to me?

The fat man said that if any of you dare to touch my ambergris, I will snap my fingers, and I warn you that none of you are allowed to move, put it down for me, and stand for me, and I warn you one last time, I really played Ang, I played ......