Although they couldn't drink highland barley wine, Gong Meiyin and Jiang Zhenghao were equally interested when they heard the word sweet tea and waited expectantly.
Lu Yun had always been fond of wine. He took the small bowl first, picked up the wine jar and poured a full bowl. He drank it in one gulp. Then he shook his head with some regret and said: "It's sour and sweet in the mouth, and the aftertaste is obvious. It tastes good." , it’s just too light.”
Dunzhu happened to bring beef jerky for everyone. Hearing Lu Yun's words, he was surprised and said: "This guest is really good at drinking. Although the village chief's home-brewed highland barley wine is original wine, the alcohol content has reached 30 degrees. You drank a bowl of it in one go, and it still tasted bland."
Wu Liang smiled and said: "He likes to drink high-alcohol wine. Do we have steamed highland barley liquor here?"
"Yes, yes, but the alcohol content of highland barley liquor is between 50 and 60 degrees. Will drinking it now really not affect your afternoon travel plans? After all, you have to drive when going out..." Dunzhu hesitated. .
"When we go out to play, the most important thing is to eat and drink well. If we drink too much, we won't drive out in the afternoon, and the same goes for walking around the village." Wang Jiayang said with a smile.
Dunzhu's eyes flashed, seeming hesitant.
Wu Liang smiled and said: "Boss Dunzhu, our team leader has spoken, so you don't have to worry about us. Hurry up and give us a few bottles of highland barley white wine, the ones with high alcohol content."
Everyone agreed.
Seeing everyone like this, Dunzhu had no choice but to go to the back kitchen and get four jars of highland barley liquor that had been distilled many times and served it to everyone's tables.
After the wine was served, everyone simply ordered a few more simple stir-fries, and ate happily with tsampa and beef jerky.
Lu Yun had a jar of highland barley white wine to himself. He was in a good mood after drinking it. He even ate an extra pound of beef jerky that went with the wine.
Gong Meiyin and Jiang Zhenghao drank a lot of sweet tea, and even Tong Sheng, who was dismissive of sweet tea at first, also drank two bowls in a row.
After having enough wine and food, everyone began to wander around the village.
Although there are only sixty or seventy households in the village, it covers a huge area, and houses with white walls and red tiles are scattered throughout the village.
Every household in the village raises Tibetan chickens. Tibetan chickens are all black in color, their feathers have a faint metallic sheen, and they are extremely aggressive.
Seeing Wu Liang and a group of strangers wandering around the village, many male Tibetan chickens either chased after them or flew over their heads with their wings fluttering, making provocative cackling sounds.
The Fifth Lord roared at the Tibetan Chicken a few times, and looked like he was about to take action, hoping to scare the Tibetan Chicken away. Unexpectedly, the Tibetan Chickens were aroused to fight, and they all rushed towards the Fifth Lord with their wings fluttering. He received a comprehensive health care regimen that provided him with total body comfort.
Everyone was so annoyed by the Tibetan Chicken, and there was the Fifth King who was covered in chicken feathers and had red marks on his face. As a warning, no one dared to do anything to the Tibetan Chicken, so they had to joke with each other and discuss eating chicken that night.
On a grassland not far from the village, you can still see some villagers grazing, driving a large group of white Tibetan sheep.
Occasionally, when I meet a few villagers, I will greet them enthusiastically in Mandarin with a hint of dialect.
After walking around the village, everyone found nothing unusual, and no trace of brown-scaled gray vines could be found.
Although Feng Yi's perception ability is extremely strong, he can only sense the creatures whose aura has been locked by him. Even if there are brown-scaled gray vines hidden in the village, they cannot be sensed by Feng Yi because they have never met Feng Yi.
Everyone also walked around the village, but still found nothing. Even if there was something in the village, the village chief should have told the villagers to clean up those traces while everyone was having lunch.
After returning to the hotel in the village, Fifth Lord actively set the menu for the evening with Dunzhu, and ordered four dishes that required Tibetan chicken, and then returned to his room with satisfaction.
Wang Jiayang actively asked Dunzhu if the three cycling tourists were back. Unexpectedly, Dunzhu waved his hands nervously and said that he had not seen them.
Wang Jiayang asked Dunzhu if he had the contact information of the three people. Dunzhu quickly said that the signal here was not good. When Wang Jiayang took out his mobile phone in confusion and looked at the full signal on it, he vaguely said that he was not sure.
This move made Wang Jiayang feel even more strange, but he did not show it. He just warmly invited Dunzhu to eat with everyone later.
Seeing that Wang Jiayang no longer asked about the three riders, Dunzhu was visibly relieved. He quickly nodded and agreed to Wang Jiayang, and quickly went to the kitchen to prepare food.
Because the dinner was relatively rich, Dundup specially greeted two women in the village in advance and asked them to come and help.
With the help of the two women, the three of them quickly served sumptuous dishes to the table.
Tibetan chicken stewed with cordyceps, mutton stewed with mushrooms, multigrain yak meat, steamed beef tongue, fried lung...
The rich aroma soon filled the entire restaurant.
Wang Jiayang invited the two women to have dinner together before leaving. Unexpectedly, the two women waved their hands repeatedly, saying that there were still some housework at home that needed to be dealt with urgently, and left in a hurry.
When Dundup was served, everyone took turns toasting to Dundup while eating the food.
Dunzhu was about the same age as everyone else. After drinking several bowls of highland barley wine, he soon lost his restraint, his smile gradually bloomed, and he started to talk more.
Seeing that the time was right, Wang Jiayang looked at Dunzhu, with a hint of drunkenness in his words, and whispered: "Brother Dunzhu, I have been to this snow area many times, but this time it is the most different.
On the one hand, I met you, a good brother. We drank and ate meat together, and my heart felt bright and comfortable. On the other hand, you may not believe it when you tell me, brother, I found a treasure. "
Dunzhu picked up the bowl and took a sip of highland barley wine. He grinned and said, "Did you pick up a sheep or a yak? It's very cold outside. There isn't even much grass at the moment, so there's no treasure."
Wang Jiayang blushed anxiously and said with a loud tongue: "Brother, don't believe me. It's only you and I who are willing to take it out. If anyone else looks at me, I won't even let them take a look."
Dunzhu patted Wang Jiayang on the shoulder and waved his hand: "Brother Wang, stop bragging here. I have lived here for twenty-three years and I have never picked up any treasures. Please take it out and let me see it." , did you pick up some rags but you treated them as treasures?"
"Just wait, I'll give you the palm of my hand." Wang Jiayang slowly took out the brown-scaled gray vine in a transparent vacuum bag from the school bag hanging on the chair, and handed it to Dunzhu.
"When I saw it, it was lying in a patch of snow. It was such a big stick, bright green, and had a special fragrance. Look carefully, can this be called tatters?" Wang Jiayang said excitedly.
"What the hell, it looks like a lettuce." Dunzhu stretched out his hand to take the brown-scaled gray vine, took a closer look, and his expression suddenly changed.
(End of chapter)