It wasn't dark yet, and the sky in the distance was dyed red.
There were small tables lined up next to the bonfire. There were a few shirtless men holding roasted whole lambs and sharing the mutton with everyone at the table.
Among them was a middle-aged man who looked particularly strong. He was Ma Yao's father, Ma Huayun, the owner of this tribal farm.
The drone was hovering high over the tribe at this time, quietly watching the bonfire party of the nomadic people, so netizens could also watch the true customs of ethnic minorities.
The popularity of Ning Fei's live broadcast room surged again.
At this time, Ma Huayun was seen pouring koumi into a silver bowl, placing it on a long hada, and walking towards Ning Fei, singing a traditional Mongolian toast song as he walked.
"The first cup is for our distinguished guest today, Ning Fei, Buri Gude of the grassland!"
Ma Huayun said boldly.
"Oh~~~"
The other members cheered and the atmosphere became very heated.
At this time, a netizen named "Blue Sky My Home" said:
"This is called serving wine to guests, and it is a traditional way of hospitality for the Mongolian people. In the hearts of nomadic people, wine is the crystallization of grains and the most precious food. Presenting wine to guests expresses the respect that grassland herders have for their guests."
At this time, Ning Fei first let Ma Huayun put the hada around his neck, and then took the wine, but did not drink it directly. Instead, he dipped his ring finger into the wine and pointed it toward the sky, the earth, and the bonfire, and then drank the wine in one gulp.
Ning Fei's actions made netizens particularly curious.
"What is this doing?"
Some netizens couldn’t help but ask.
[Blue Sky My Home] explained: "It is a traditional custom of the Mongolian people. Guests light heaven, earth, and bonfires with wine respectively, which expresses respect for the gods of heaven, earth, and fire, and also expresses acceptance of the host's pure friendship."
After hearing his explanation, many netizens suddenly realized.
"There are so many etiquettes!"
"Kan Ning Guanzhu seems to have completely integrated into it."
“Wearing a pure khata, it feels so good.”
"I can bring you toilet paper and give you a khata."
"Does it feel the same?"
At the bonfire party, everyone ate roasted whole lamb and drank wine while cheering, which was very generous.
Ning Fei originally had an average drinking capacity, but he couldn't help but drink on the occasion just now. After one drink, he suddenly felt a little drunk.
Fortunately, after eating a few bites of roast lamb, I felt relieved.
The mutton tastes very good, fat but not greasy, and leaves a fragrant aroma in your mouth when chewed. The roasted mutton here is really amazing, I'm afraid you may not be able to eat such delicious mutton in other places.
"good."
Ning Fei sighed in praise.
Ning Fei drank Mongolian milk tea, which is unique to the Mongolian people. In addition to kumiss, people in the tribe also like tea more. Basically, tea is inseparable from three meals a day.
The taste of kumiss is too strong. Some people like it and find it very delicious. Others who don't like it feel a little dizzy when they smell it.
Ma Huayun sat in the main seat, Ma Yao and Li Yan sat on one side, and Ning Fei and Lin Yue'er sat on the other side. There were not many young people in the tribe, so Ning Fei was arranged to be with Lin Yue'er.
Mongolian people are basically good at singing and dancing.
During the banquet, the sound of morinouqin and Mongolian songs circled around the bonfire. Then, a big man left his seat, walked to the bonfire and danced.
His dance is a unique dance of ethnic minorities. Against the background of flames, it has a unique flavor.
Others cheered and cheered for him.
Netizens watched the live broadcast and were extremely envious.
Ning Fei took them to see a different way of life.
At this time, the big man finished his dance, and there was a sound of appreciation from all around.
"Ning Fei, come and dance too!" Ma Yao shouted to Ning Fei with a smile in the crowd.
"Come on, the eagle of the prairie!"
"Burigude! Come one!"
"Burigude! Burigude!"
"one comes!"
When Ma Yao shouted, the atmosphere around him became more and more lively, and other people immediately followed suit.
Netizens were infected by this atmosphere, and barrages poured in densely.
"Haha, Ning Guanzhu has one!"
"Give them a show!"
"Show them the dance of the Central Plains!"
Ning Fei was helpless. He had always kept a low profile, but the atmosphere was heightened to this point. He seemed too stingy not to play.
He doesn't know how to dance, that's a fact.
But he can dance with a sword.
"Little Falcon, get my peach wood sword." Ning Fei stood up and said to Little Falcon.
The mahogany sword hangs in the house, and a ventilated window is open in the house so that the little falcon can fly in.
The little falcon has a very high IQ, so it is not difficult to get a sword.
Then, there was a scene that stunned everyone in the tribe.
I saw Ning Fei walking to the bonfire, and the white falcon descended from the sky, holding a long mahogany sword in its claws, and handed the long sword to Ning Fei's hand.
Netizens were a little dumbfounded at first, but after seeing the expressions of the herdsmen, they became happy.
"Hahaha, their expressions are the same as the first time I watched Ning Guanzhu's live broadcast."
"Well, I'm confused and in disbelief."
"This bird is amazing!"
"Bai Falcon presented the sword, how do you think this style compares?"
"The herdsmen expressed some doubts about life."
"This is an immortal!"
Ning Fei took the peach wood sword and immediately started to attack!
Sword dancing to aid the enjoyment of wine was the favorite performance form of ancient Chinese princes and generals, and it was full of ancient charm.
This time, the sword technique Ning Fei chose was Wudang Sword!
The Wudang Sword is both hard and soft, fast and slow, and full of rhythmic changes.
When it is slow, it is like pacing in a leisurely courtyard, when it is fast, it is like dancing in the wild sand. When it changes, the wind moves the lotus leaves, graceful, natural, and elegant.
In the eyes of the nomads, Ning Fei's movements were clean and neat, full of a sense of wanton and bold beauty.
Next to the bonfire, Ning Fei's figure was strong and vigorous, leaping into the air like a martial arts master.
And then, there was a scene that stunned everyone.
Ning Fei suddenly paused. Immediately, he pointed his sword at the ground, drew a full moon, and made an upward slashing motion.
This is not a simple action.
The direction he was facing when he slashed upward was a bonfire!
The force of his sword turned into a gust of wind and headed straight towards the bonfire. The bonfire suddenly began to tremble violently, as if it was about to go out!
The sword energy turns into wind!
A powerful swordsman who can extinguish a row of candles with just his sword energy.
However, the bonfire only trembled for a few seconds, like a man does, and then returned to calm.
Ning Fei's operation completely shocked the people in the tribe.
Some people don't know Ning Fei, they only know that he is Ma Yao's friend, and he has gained the respect of Ma Huayun before, but they don't know what he will do.
But now after Ning Fei dances with the sword, these people suddenly feel that Ning Fei is simply a master in martial arts stories, possessing very powerful martial arts!
Lin Yue'er and Li Yan were not surprised by Ning Fei's abilities because they had watched Ning Fei's live broadcast.
Others don't think so.
"sharp!"
Ma Huayun took the lead in applauding, and the others immediately cheered.
"Eagle of the prairie!"
"One more section!"
"As expected of Burigude!"
The atmosphere was extremely lively!
Netizens were also infected by this atmosphere, and a lot of people sent rockets.
[Mr. Jiang] sent 10 super rockets: "Master Ning Guan is still domineering!"
[Manager Yan] sent 10 super rockets: "It's still interesting to watch Ning Guanzhu's live broadcast!"
[A temple in the mountains, a pot of wine] Send 5 super rockets: "I found a treasure anchor, give it a reward!"
Ning Fei put away his sword, waved to everyone, and returned to his seat.
Lin Yue'er poured him a cup of hot tea and praised, "You are so awesome."
"Thank you." Ning Fei responded politely.
Afterwards, more and more people left their seats and danced around the bonfire.
On the one hand, it's because everyone is very happy singing and dancing, and on the other hand, it's because the temperature difference between day and night is huge here. Now that it's cold, it's warmer around the bonfire.
The sound of the matouqin mixed with laughter floated on the grassland. Under the light of the bonfire, every face was filled with the most innocent smile.
(End of chapter)