The next day, Han Li got up early in the morning and simply pulled a fist fight in the house, washed up and went to the front desk to check out.

Fortunately, at this time, the eldest sister from yesterday had already gotten off work, otherwise Han Li estimated that he would have to spend a lot more time talking.

When Han Li walked out of the guest house and walked towards the train station, he was looking for a place to eat, and he realized that this place was not much different from the breakfast in Ice City, and he thought to himself that it was worthy of being a city that had been fused by the Great Northeast for so long.

Now that he was still a little far from the train station, Han Li was not in a hurry to make a choice, thinking that he would have to eat something different when he arrived in this strange city.

No, the emperor lived up to his wishes, and Han Li was attracted by the operation here when he passed by the next restaurant.

There is a large pot at the door, where two people are boiling meatballs, and there is a large pot stewed with beef bones on the stove next to it, and the rich aroma of beef bone soup wafts nearby.

Han Li walked over and took a look, the paste inside the basin was white, green, and yellow, white and yellow were white noodles and stick noodles, but he really didn't recognize the green vegetables that were cut too small, so he asked curiously.

"Comrade, what kind of food are you putting in this ball?"

Hearing Han Li ask this, the two people next to him who were squeezing the balls with their hands said with a smile, but their accents were a little strange.

"Comrade, you're from out of town, aren't you?"

"Here is the life-saving dish of our Daur people, "Kumul", which is what everyone calls willow artemisia sprouts. ”

Artemisia sprouts are not a rare thing, they are generally blanched and dipped in sauce and eaten cold, and if you are particular about it, you can also fry it, make dumplings, and put some when you stew soup, but it was really the first time Han Li had seen it when it was used to make meatballs, but he still echoed it.

"Artemisia sprouts are good, the Compendium of Materia Medica records that it has the effects of reassuring qi, nourishing the spleen and stomach, eliminating phlegm and drinking, benefiting the stomach and intestines, clearing heat and detoxifying, and can also fill our stomachs, which is really a very rare combination of food and medicine."

Han Li originally echoed a sentence, but he didn't expect it to resonate with the two of them, they talked about the status of Artemisia sprouts in the hearts of the Daur clan while working, Han Li took a few words at first, but then looked at the other party without the slightest intention of stopping, and quickly found a gap and asked.

"Comrade, how did you sell this ball? I also tried the meatballs made from willow sprouts. ”

"The meatballs cost five cents a tael, and if you add beef bone broth, you can add one cent per bowl, and you will burn the cake for three cents."

Han Li hurriedly said what he wanted and handed over the money on the side, waiting until it was time to eat to stop the two eldest brothers' tirade, otherwise Han Li doubted that they would be able to drag him to keep talking.

After eating, Han Li walked towards the train station, and when he encountered a distinctive building on the way, he would stop to admire it, and he didn't look in a hurry at all, this was because he had already inquired about the train schedule yesterday.

Although China is now in a period of serious confrontation with Lao Maozi, the trade between the two sides has not been completely cut off, but the total trade volume in 59 years has dropped from 2.097 billion US dollars to 47 million US dollars now.

Han Li didn't understand anything too profound, but in his previous life, he had seen two countries spraying each other on the Internet, and even skirmishing on the Internet, but the trade between them had not been completely cut off, so I guess this was the so-called diplomacy between various countries.

When Han Li walked along the way and passed by the former deputy capital of the Hul Bell League, although he couldn't enter the building complex in front of him, he subconsciously stretched out his spiritual power.

This unleashing of spiritual power really made Han Li discover something, two round beads the size of a grain of rice that were not too far apart.

Han Li had already picked up this kind of thing twice, but this time the two round beads were "Mongolian proficient" and "Russian proficient" respectively.

It was not surprising that Han Li, who was proficient in Mongolian language, appeared here, but what was the matter with Russian? Could it be that the people who died here during the invasion of Tsarist Russia were left behind?

This question didn't even linger in Han Li's mind before he threw it out, no matter what the reason was, it didn't matter now, because it was about to add a proficient language to itself.

Han Li was far away from the Yamen of the Deputy Capital Commander, and only then did he choose to accept the language contained in these two round beads.

Next, he whispered a few words of Lao Maozi with his tongue in a loud voice, and then said a few words of Mongolian language, and then continued to walk towards the train station with a smile on his face.

Han Li thought as he walked, he would still walk around in the future, if his luck was good enough, then it would probably not be a problem for him to learn all the languages in the world.

Han Li was left with only himself now, and when he walked into the train station, he took out his internal documents and boarded the train very smoothly.

It's just that I was checked several times on the way, and it is not good to have internal documents, and of course, there are all kinds of interrogations.

By the time Han Li was in Manz, it was already completely dark, not to mention going to see the red gate at this time, even if he got close, he would not be able to, so he had no choice but to find a place to live first.

After checking in at a guest house, Han Li came to a restaurant to prepare for dinner under the guidance of the salesman.

After Han Li entered, he looked at the menu on the wall and randomly ordered a dish of fish offal and a few bean noodle rolls that he had never eaten, at first Han Li thought that the fish offal was a dish made by cleaning up the intestines and fish bubbles of the fish.

But when he called him to serve the dish, Han Li realized that the dish was not what he thought it was at all.

Han Li originally thought it was stir-fried or stewed, but he didn't expect that the fish offal here was fried.

The golden color looked very appetizing, and when Han Li tasted it, he realized that it was actually made of fish and pork tanning, the taste was very novel, and it felt good to eat.

After Han Li had eaten and drunk enough, he stepped on the dim light and returned to the guest house, sat on the bed and read for a while, feeling a little sleepy, and was about to sleep when he heard a very loud voice coming from the room next to him.

"Sukhbaru, will we be able to receive the supplies tomorrow?"

"You're in a hurry to go back as soon as you came out?"

"Isn't it? This is the time of year when the wild horses are at their most infested, and I want to take back two horses as a bride price. ”

"Hahaha, it's for Ruqige's family, right?"

When Han Li heard this, he realized that they were speaking in Mongolian, and if he hadn't known that he had just picked up a proficient Mongolian language, he wouldn't have heard what the people were saying.

When Han Li heard what they said about the address where the wild horses were infested, he had some thoughts in his heart, wondering if he should try his luck on the grassland.

And with his own skills, if he finds a herd of wild horses and ambushes them in advance, he doesn't dare to say that there is no problem in subduing a wild horse.

Han Li fell asleep thinking about this question, and the next morning, after eating, he walked in the direction of the Red Realm Gate.

That place was not allowed to be approached at all, and Han Li was only able to take a look from a distance after several inquiries.

It was a gate welded with a lot of steel, and such a door might not stand out in other places.

But placed in this realm, there are a few big red characters directly above it, "The world has no *** combined", which gives it a special meaning.

Although Han Li was allowed to watch from afar, he had only stayed here for a short time, and before he could sigh more in his heart, the personnel on duty had already come over and let him leave.

Han Li returned to the city of Manzli, found a restaurant and ate a bowl of dumplings stuffed with mutton and camelina, bought saddles, reins and other things at a nearby store, and then stepped on the train back.

However, this time, Han Li did not sit directly in the Hul Bel League, but only took one stop and got off at the small station of Zhalai N'er.

Because Han Li wanted to try his luck in finding a herd of wild horses and satisfying his idea of galloping across the grassland, of course, it would be more perfect if he could have a scene where he could bend his bow and shoot eagle owls.

According to yesterday's account of the Mongolian elder brother, getting off here was the closest route, but then Han Li could only rely on his own legs to hurry.

The deep mountains and old forests couldn't stop Han Li's speed, and this was a grassland with a flat river, of course, no problem.

The weeds on the prairie this month had turned the earth green, and most of the weeds now were only as tall as the soles of their feet, as if they had spread a green carpet on the ground, which also made Han Li even more comfortable running.

At this moment, Han Li belonged to the state of being happier and happier the more he ran, because the grassland he saw on the train was just a flash, and you couldn't comprehend its vastness and infinity without stepping into it yourself.

Han Li didn't know how far he had run out, and he didn't stop until he reached a small hillside.

The blue sky, the white clouds, the interlaced golden rivers, the undulating mountains, and the tender green earth in early spring all fit together seamlessly, forming a unique and gorgeous picture of the grassland.

Han Li was shocked by the vast scene in front of him, all of this in front of him made him feel open-minded and thoughtful, his hands were placed in the shape of trumpets to his mouth, his tongue and mouth shape subconsciously formed a movement, and then a long howl came out of his mouth.

"Roar."

This long howl was far stronger than the last time Han Li had been in the deep mountains, causing the birds in the sky and the small animals in the distance to let out frightened cries and flee from their original places.

And the energy in Han Li also followed the operation for a long time before it slowly fell silent, but at this time, Han Li didn't notice this, because he saw a puff of dust and smoke in the distance, which was the only movement that a large group of animals could have when they were running.

Could it be where the wild horses are? Thinking of this, Han Li's waist bent slightly, and he threw off his two long legs and ran in that direction.

As he ran, Han Li thought about what kind of scene it would be to wait until the grass grew high enough in July and August, and then decorate the unique Harigana flower (Golden Flower) on the grassland.

Han Li was looking forward to seeing that scene now, if it was as described in the book.

The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep. Elechuan, under the Yin Mountain, the sky is like a dome, and the four fields are covered.

When Han Li thought of Elechuan in his heart, he suddenly thought of Huo Quai, who was in the Han Dynasty and led a large army to drive the Huns out of Qilian Mountain.

Xiongnu Shan Yu beat his chest and cried: "Lose my Qilian Mountain, lose my golden pasture."

The loss of my Qilian Mountain will make my six animals restless.

I have lost my mountains, and my women have no color.

I have lost myself as a man of God, so that I may not be sacrificed to heaven. ”

The grasslands here in the Hul Belmeng have such magnificent scenes, so what will the Qilian Mountains look like in the Qilian Mountain, which was called the golden steppe by the Huns?

(End of chapter)