Compared with sumptuous dishes, Lao Liu prefers the barley wine brewed by Zhuoma's family.

This kind of barley wine made by Tibetans at home is different from the bottled barley wine on the market. Most of the bottled barley liquor sold in the market is distilled, while the Tibetan people's home-brewed barley liquor is usually not distilled

This home-brewed barley liquor has an orange-yellow color, and the taste is also somewhat sweet and sour, and the alcohol content is quite low, which is limited to a higher point than beer. It's very comfortable to drink.

In fact, the kind of highland barley wine sold on the market, even if it is a bottle of high-end high-end barley wine of hundreds of brands such as Tianyoude and Mutual Aid, Lao Liu is a little unaccustomed to drinking it, and he always feels that the wine has a strange taste.

In contrast, Lao Liu prefers to drink this home-brewed barley wine.

During the meal, Zhuoma couldn't sit with Lao Liu and them, and Lao Liu and them were all men, including Zhuoma's two elder brothers.

"These wines are made by my family. "Brother Zhuoma's Mandarin is worse than Tashi Dawa, and he has to speak Lao Liu slowly to understand.

"Big brother, how is this wine made?" asked the big dog next to him. Don't look at Zhuoma's parents are less than fifty years old, but they got married early and had children early, Zhuoma's eldest brother is even a year older than Tian Peng, so Lao Liu and the three of them are directly called eldest brother with Zhuoma.

It's a little more intimate.

"Actually, it's nothing, just choose some full-grained barley, wash it, put it in a pot and add water to boil. When it is eight ripe, take it out and dry it for about half an hour, then spread it on a clean cloth and sprinkle koji, stir well, and then put it in a pot to ferment, and wrap it in a quilt to keep warm. It takes about three days of fermentation in winter and two days in summer. After fermentation, add water and filter it, and it becomes the barley wine we drink now. ”

"However, there are many details to pay attention to, such as how much water to add when boiling barley, such as the temperature of drying before sprinkling koji, such as the time and temperature of fermentation, all of which must be controlled. If there is one place that is not done properly, the fermentation will not be barley wine, but a pot of rotten soup with no taste......"

Several people laughed, then touched each other's wine bowls and drank the wine in one gulp.

In fact, when the Tibetan compatriots are guests drinking, they are also particular, such as toasting songs, such as the rules for guests to drink.

But Lao Liu and they don't know much about this, and Zhuoma's family is also very considerate of them, so no one cares about this.

"Dog, go back and ask the eldest brother for advice, and when we get to the hotel, let's also brew some barley wine." Lao Liu said with a smile.

"Brother Ang, this bag is for me. The big dog smiled and nodded, then filled the wine bowl of Brother Zhuoma and himself, and stood up to toast Brother Zhuoma.

Tibetan men are usually quite able to drink, especially low-degree beer and this kind of home-brewed barley wine, which cannot be said to be poured casually, but nine out of ten Tibetan men have to have a case of beer that does not change color under their stomachs......

But the big dog is not a vegetarian, not to mention anything else, just looking at this guy's lump of meat to know how much he drinks.

In fact, the amount of alcohol a big dog drinks is indeed directly proportional to his weight.

This guy is fine, he can drink a pound of 52-degree liquor with a plate of boiled peanuts and a pig ear or pig arch mouth at home, and after drinking the liquor, he has to come to another pack of beer to flush it......

（EMMMM...... Lao Mo knows the amount of alcohol that the big dog drinks, and this guy usually drinks like this. What, the big dog is a little brother in Lao Mo's reality, and he is indeed a person. As for the amount of alcohol, two and a half catties of liquor, and beer can be poured casually...... ）

As for Tian Peng and Mo Long, they are also the masters of one and a half pounds. Although Lao Liu can drink a pound at most, he has the worst amount of alcohol among the four of them.

So when Big Dog and Big Brother Dolma drink it, it's really called a flagpole hanging mallet - stick to stick, hard to hard!

Tian Peng didn't drink, and his task in the afternoon was to drive.

Originally, Lao Liu planned to drive in the afternoon without drinking, but Tian Peng took the initiative to take over the task of driving, so that Lao Liu was liberated.

The guests can let go of the drink, and the host is naturally very happy.

However, when I was half-drunk, a motorcycle came from outside the village. When Dunzhu Zhuoma saw the cyclist, he immediately showed a surprised smile on his face and quickly greeted him.

Brother Zhuoma, who was a little drunk, rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "I saw my brother, I don't care about anything......

Lao Liu winked at Brother Zhuoma, and asked in a low voice, "Big brother, is this the young man that Sister Zhuoma likes?"

"Well, it's Pubu Sanji in the east, who grew up with Dolma. I now work on the West Railroad Railway. ”

Lao Liu suddenly felt that this name was a little familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, he remembered that the last time Zhuoma took her to the wrong lake to play, she seemed to have asked Uncle Luosang on duty in the Taoist class about a big brother named Sanji.

Could it be that Brother Sanji is the Tibetan boy in front of him?

But this young man looks pretty good, more than 1.8 meters tall, quite burly. Although it's a little darker, it's still quite attractive and handsome.

No wonder Dolma's sister always talks about his big brother Sanji, this is a typical childhood sweetheart.

Zhuoma led the young man to Lao Liu's side, and saw Lao Liu's playful eyes, Rao is Zhuoma's sister is a very hearty girl, but she can't help but be a little shy at this time.

After a while of greetings, Dolma asked her eldest brother Sanji to sit on Lao Liu's side, but Sanji did not immediately take a seat, but took out something from the basket hanging on the back seat of the motorcycle, among which was a white fluffy little guy, alive.

A group of curious people gathered around.

"I heard from Dolma in the morning that a friend was coming to my house, so after I got off the night shift, I rode to the mountains west of the sacred lake to pick some fritillaries and give them to my friends in Dongshan. While collecting fritillary, I found this little creature in a meadow at the bottom of the cliff to the west. Pubu Sanji said as he held the shivering little creature in the palm of his hand.

The fritillary on the plateau, especially on the Heishui side, is the best of the fritillary, and this wild fritillary produced in the alpine region has excellent medicinal effect, and it is the same name as Cordyceps for the plateau miracle medicine.

Unlike Cordyceps, which is mined around May every year, fritillary does not start to be harvested until August or September. Pubsanji picks fritillary as a gift, which is quite a great thing.

The little guy in his palm was covered in pure white hair, shaggy, only the beak was slightly curved.

"What kind of bird's chick is this? Could it be the chick of the Plateau Divine Bird?" Dolma's eldest brother asked curiously.

Pubu Sanji shook his head and said, "It's not like a fledgling of a divine bird. The chicks of the sacred bird are gray, not this off-white. ”

The sacred bird in their mouths refers to the alpine vulture. In the plateau, the status of the alpine vulture is extremely high, and it is called "sacred bird" by the Tibetan compatriots.

Several other Tibetans gathered around, but none of them recognized the gray-white fluffy little guy as a chick of a bird.

But Lao Liu's heart moved......

PS: Bow and thank the big guy for the reward of "Beyond the Left God"!