By the time Yan Long returned to the tribal camp, night had already crept down. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The grassland was silent, and the herdsmen of the tribe had happy and contented smiles on their faces as they watched the fat cattle and sheep being driven back to the fence in droves.

At this time, it was already spring, and the roots of the grass that had been withered yellow were blooming with new green, and under the canopy, it was like a large yellow and green carpet, covering the horizon.

The herdsmen set up piles of bonfires in the camp, the fire is made of dried cow dung, the cattle and sheep here eat unpolluted weeds, and the dung pulled out is dried, there is no smell, but there is a fragrance of forage when burned. Cow dung, pronounced "to wang" in Mongolian, has a long history of being used as fuel for tea and cooking in the grasslands.

Iron pots are set up on the bonfire, some boiling milk tea, some boiling mutton. On some fires, a special iron frame is erected, roasting a whole lamb, and the flames lick the oily mutton, exuding bursts of meat aroma, which makes people salivate.

The herdsmen sitting around the campfire, their faces red by the light of the fire, some drinking milk tea, munching on roast mutton, others pouring bowls of mare's milk wine, when the wine is hot, they stand up and sing unknown songs in a high-pitched voice.

"It's a scene of happiness and abundance, if I were traveling here, I would be able to eat and drink as much as they wanted, but it's a pity that it's ......" Yan Long shook his head and sighed.

As he was stunned, some herdsmen recognized him and greeted him warmly, putting their right hands on their chests, bowing slightly, and saying blessings in Mongolian. Although the words were incomprehensible, Yan Long could still feel their respect and kindness towards him.

"I can't understand Mongolian all the time. Yan Long said secretly.

His mind came to the system, and he asked the system, "Can the system translate Mongolian in real time?"

"Yes. The search function included with the detection authenticator provides you with real-time translations in all languages along the way. The system said.

"Well, you didn't say it earlier. From now on, start translating Mongolian for me!" Yan Long muttered.

After a while, the system said, "Host, the translation program has been opened for you." ”

Yan Long continued to move towards his residence, and after a while, he met Sarina.

Shalina was still dressed in a fiery red outfit, and as soon as she saw Yan Long, she scolded loudly: "Hey, Yan Long, where have you been for most of the day? You are our slave, you ran away without permission, and if you are captured, you will be hanged." ”

Yan Long had a headache as soon as he saw her, so he could only prevaricate helplessly: "I don't want to run, I'm just in a bad mood, so I went out for a walk, and by the way, I took a break!"

"Can you still walk like you?" said Sarina, looking at his legs, scoffing.

The corners of Yan Long's mouth barely pulled into a smile and said, "I'm really sorry, Miss Sarina, I lied." I actually went out to crawl, not walk!"

When Salina heard this, she sneered and said, "You're such a strange person." You don't know the place here, how did you think of walking on the grassland?"

Yan Long smiled bitterly: "Maybe it's because it's boring." ”

Seeing that Yan Long's interest in talking to him was not high, Shalina's face immediately sank, and she said angrily: "Come with me, Abba has something to look for you!"

"Find me, what's the matter?" Yan Long asked.

Shalina said coldly: "Looking for you to drink, give you a reward, and reward you with a beautiful woman!"

Yan Long listened to this and said with a smile: "Sounds good, where is your father? I can't wait to meet him!"

"You're such a fox with a different heart. After Shalina threw out this sentence, she ignored Yan Long anymore and led the way in front of herself.

Yan Long followed all the way to Terra's big tent.

The Gegen tribe of Tradi is not a large tribe, the whole tribe has only more than 3,000 people, and in terms of the number of people and the number of cattle and sheep, they can only be regarded as "middle peasants" in the grassland. But he admired Han culture, always paid attention to the connection with the Ming Dynasty, and did business between the two places for many years, accumulating a lot of wealth, so the tribe was very rich, and even the life of slaves was better than that of the herdsmen of other tribes.

In front of the big tent, a roaring bonfire was lit, and there was meat on the fire, and next to the fire, there were a dozen low wooden tables with wine and meat on the tables, and blankets in front of the tables.

As the patriarch, Tra sat cross-legged at the table in front of the tent, and the other elders sat at the tables on either side of him with those of higher rank.

Halbara accompanied the last seat, and so did Yan Long.

Tra seemed to be in a good mood, he spoke loudly, laughed loudly, and his eyes were full of pride.

Previously, because his mother was rumored to be the incarnation of a demon, his prestige in the clan plummeted, and some elders even proposed to set up another leader. This made Terra extremely angry.

But the appearance of Yan Long resolved this big problem lightly within two days. The so-called demon is nothing more than a fire-crowned snake, the old grandmother has been cured, the truth has been revealed, and Tra's power has become stable in an instant.

All of this made Gegen rejoice, and it also made Terra more convinced that her vision was not wrong.

Yan Long is definitely a talent!

A talent that can make the tribe stronger!!

This thought made Fatra want Yan Long to stay in Gegen forever!!

If Shalina hadn't already made an agreement with other tribal leaders, he would have wanted to marry Shalina directly to Yan Long.

After everyone was seated, Terra made a brief opening remark, which he said in Mongolian, which roughly means that the demon is gone, the old grandmother is in good health, and everything is fine. The prosperity of the tribe is hopeful, and I hope that everyone will work together to do a good job in animal husbandry, have more children together, and add more strong men to the tribe. The voice is subdued and abrupt, like a poem recited.

"Why can't I speak as eloquently as they do?" Yan Long said secretly as he looked at Tra's speech.

Yan Long's concept of wine is like boiled water, his amount of alcohol can no longer be described as massive, because the sea will be filled, but he will not get drunk no matter how he drinks.

In the time when Terra was talking, he was desperately drinking and eating meat, and after a day of cultivation, his stomach was already grumbling with hunger.

When the wine was finished, a pair of slender hands with horseskin wine bags filled him up.

Yan Long looked at the jade hands, and saw Suoya's big eyes that were full of affection, as if they could drip water.

Yan Long smiled at her, thanked her, and continued to drink his own wine.

But after a while, Soya came up again, she was extremely well developed, especially her breasts, and when she was pouring wine for Yan Long, she almost put her upper body on Yan Long's back.

It's a feeling of soft ecstasy!

In addition to the physical touch, Soya also leaned into Yan Long's ear and said, "The patriarch said, let me sleep in your tent in the future!"