Throughout the ages, there has been no shortage of strange stories about the mutual assistance of humans and beasts in the land of China. There are not a few people in the world who are good at this way. There are many tricks to train dogs in a thousand schools. And Xu Yangchen's Zuo Daomen also has the technique of tame beasts. What is emphasized is that all things have anims, behave in an orderly manner, and non-destined beasts are not prosperous.
When Xu Yangchen talked about the anecdote of the rivers and lakes that day, he also mentioned that there is a strange door of Fu Beast in the world, and there is a strange book called Fu Beast Jing passed down in the portal. This book records the good and bad habits of the beasts and the secret recipes of the herbs. If you succeed in practice, you can defeat the beasts as a soldier. It's just that the inheritance conditions are stringent, and you need to select talented individuals with the brilliance of the tiger to pass on.
The giant in front of him looks like a giant beast, with a lion nose, a catfish's mouth, and a fire-eyed tiger eye. It is the typical posture of this portal figure.
Li Muye looked at it for a long time before denying it in a lame Mongolian language: "I came from Ulan Bangtuo to do business."
Giant said: "What kind of business?"
"Buy a dog." Li Muye replied calmly: "I opened a dog meat restaurant over there."
The giant's thick eyebrows tightened, and he looked at Li Muye with disgust, and said with righteous indignation: "The Mongolians who eat dogs will be punished by Changshengtian. Are you a Han?"
In the grassland, the actions of killing dogs, eating dog meat, peeling dog skins, and sleeping on dog skins will be regarded as ungrateful and unforgivable sins by the people on the grasslands. The men on the grassland are greedy for alcohol, and there are often horse riders who get drunk and fall off their horses and freeze to death in the snow. Some of them did not die because they brought their dogs. It was the dog who rushed home, holding the mistress's leather robe, calling for someone to rescue the master from the deep snow. In the Elun Grassland, every family has a life-saving dog, and there are men and women in their bags who have been saved by dogs.
Li Muye’s good friend Bai Peng is Mongolian, and the Qitian brothers are also Mongolian. They have known each other for many years. Under the principle of respecting each other’s customs, they know their ethnic customs very well.
Li Muye saw that this giant was of a dog's temper, and one intestine could not hold the temper of two or two ghee. Deliberately irritated him, so I didn't look at him.
Seeing Li Muye's dismissal of his question, the giant suddenly became annoyed and pointed to Li Muye and said, "You must be a Han Chinese. You Hans have no nomadic industry, and there are not many hunters. You can eat everything you can eat. You ate it all, so you don’t know the benefits of a dog."
"What's wrong with me if I am a Han Chinese?" Li Muye followed his words to talk nonsense to him, and asked a little in response: "What's so good about a dog?"
The giant froze for a moment, and then said: "You Han people have a large population and are not deserted. You don't need a dog to accompany people to relieve your boredom. How can you know how good a dog is?"
Li Muye said, "Isn't it lonely if there are too many people?" Turning the front of the conversation, he said, "But there is a little truth in what you said. Sometimes people are not as reliable as dogs."
The giant has a straight-minded mind and has been taken into the ditch. He nodded and said, "That's plausible." He said, "You Han people, you not only eat dogs but also hate dogs, and arrange a lot of dog stories. Bad thing, I have learned skills in China for a few years, and I have heard more than a dozen kinds of words just like scolding dogs: wolf-hearted, inferior to pigs and dogs, shit is not good, dog fights with people, dog jumps over the wall, chickens and dogs ascend into the sky, dogs look down on people, dog legs, beat down water dogs, dogs Sitting on a sedan chair does not know how to promote..."
"Drink a glass of wine and speak slowly." Li Muye poured him a bowl of wine and handed it to him.
The giant was also welcome, took the wine bowl in his hand, drank cleanly in one breath, and said: "My name is Hu Leibao, what is your name?"
"It's a coincidence, my last name is Hu." Li Muye said nonsense: "My name is Hu Mengyi, Meng is Mencius's Meng, 猊 is 狻猊猊, which means lion."
"Hu Mengyi?" The giant scratched his head and said, "It sounds a little strange." Then he said, "My huh evolved from the Huledu clan. How did you come from the Chinese huh? "
Li Mu said ambitiously, from his Maida Huyou. She said in Chinese, "My call originated from legend. It comes from the ancient wise man Hu Zixian. It belongs to the ancestor's name. It is recorded in the historical records of immortals that there is a fairy Hu Zixian. In his descendants and grandchildren. Among the disciples of the disciples, there were those who took the name of their ancestors as their surnames, and called Zi's and Zixian's, and later Hu Zi's provincial language abbreviated to Shan's surname.
Half of these remarks came from reading, and the other half came from rhetoric. All the secrets can be summed up in one word: drag! In Qianmen, this dragging tactic is often used. When you need to avoid a sensitive topic, deliberately pull the topic from the south to the north, the farther the better. Delay the time and obliterate the other party's interest in the previous topic. Even under unfavorable circumstances, it was delayed until the local reinforcements arrived.
Hu Leibao had no idea about this. At this moment, he was chatting with a strong personality, and said excitedly: "I was born in Qiaoba Mountain. This is really a coincidence."
Li Muye then took the opportunity to greet him to eat mutton, and then ordered another pot of mutton, two pots of wine, and two pots of mutton and two pots of wine for the two people.
It is simple and easy to make friends, and it is a friend after a bowl of wine. Hu Leibao was very happy, and he immediately toasted to express his gratitude, and kept complimenting Li Muye for being a friend. The two changed their cups and drank lively. Li Muye asked casually: "Brother, what do you do?"
Hu Leibao said: "I'm an orphan. I was supposed to give a horse and grass to the wealthy. A few years ago, I met a Han Chinese and said that I was suitable for him to be his apprentice, so I took me to China to live in Yinshan Mountain. A few years later, when my master got older, he wrote a letter to introduce me to Uncle Sen and help him raise animals." He pointed to the two strange beasts and said, "That's the Yinshan Snow Leopard. That's a bristle hound, I raised it all."
"It looks scary." Li Muye said.
"It's nothing. Uncle Mori has set up a stocking base in the mountains to the west, specializing in cultivating all kinds of wild beasts for the nobles to hunt. There are more than a thousand catties of wild boars and brown bears, as well as tigers and lions." Hu Leibao ate while eating. He said: "Anyway, there are all those who swim in the sky, swim in the water, and run on the ground."
"With so many animals, how much do you have to feed that year?" Li Muye said, "You must be a big boss, Mr. Mori."
Hu Leibao said: "That's for sure. Uncle Sen is a nobleman in Mongolia. He lives in a house hoisted by three airships. I have been to the land where a few horses can't finish running. Once, all the things used in it were made of gold. There were beauties from all over the world in that house, with all skin tones, one more prettier than the other. His thoroughbred horse farms raised the best thoroughbred horses and ate fodder. They were all shipped by air from Australia."
"Brother, you're a little bit endless, right?" Li Muye had almost eaten, teasing him leisurely and unhurriedly.
"We Mongolians are not like you Han people who like to brag. I'm all telling the truth." Hu Leibao said: "Uncle Mori's business is done all over the world. Those Middle Eastern rich men will come to Uncle Mori to do business in the spring every year. There are those European and American tycoons who like to hunt in Uncle Sen's territory the most. I have served several times."
What he said was much more detailed than the information provided by Timov. Although it was a bit of personal imagination, it was more intuitive and three-dimensional in comparison.
This is a lord who didn’t keep the door open after drinking. Li Muye deliberately followed his words and said: “Then you should be very busy according to your statement. Is your little place here?"
Hu Leibao said: "The work of the Uncle Sen, order me to bring the Beast Corps to cooperate with Uncle Sen's guard to capture a Han Chinese."
Li Muye said, "No wonder you asked me if I came from the west as soon as you walked in. It looks like you haven't caught this person yet? What is he doing badly? Uncle Sen wants to catch him? Why don't you ask the Mounted Police for help? ?"
Hu Leibao smiled, and said, "The mounted policemen in this area are raised by Uncle Sen, who have a radius of 200 kilometers. They have to do whatever they want. It's really useful for a long time, but it's not easy for the Han Chinese. , We didn’t catch the nets we set up last night, and the ordinary mounted police couldn’t help much.”
With a radius of two hundred kilometers, it is more than 120,000 square kilometers, which is larger than the area of some provinces in the interior. It sounds a bit exaggerated, but to Li Muye it is not beyond imagination. The Mongolian plateau is vast and sparsely populated. It has an area of about 1.6 million square kilometers, which is equivalent to less than 3 million people living on the land of more than 40 Taiwan Provinces. It was obtained from the Mongolian government with the strength of Huo Sen. It's not surprising to be on such a large site.
This country is rich in mineral resources, animal husbandry is developed, most of the resources are controlled by a few people, the gap between the rich and the poor is huge, and the social class is very polarized. There are both extremely poor families like Ulanzhu, and business tycoons like Huo Sen who occupy many social resources.
Now that the Huo family is on the same level, as opponents, the more you know, the better.
Li Muye took a look at the time. It was less than an hour before the time agreed with Xiaofen. It was rare to encounter this muddy and sullen rectal giant, so he wanted to take advantage of this time to get more information from his mouth. So I ordered another pot of mutton and ordered four pots of wine.
"Brother, my trip is really not in vain. It is an eye-opener to meet you. If nothing else, those two animals are enough for me to gain insights." Li Muye continued to say, "I am here to toast." I have been doing business for several years, and I don’t know that there is a great man like that Uncle Sen on the Mongolian grassland. I hear you say that this uncle Sen is too great, and his business is so big. It must take a lot of people. It consumes a lot of people to eat horses and feed them for a day. This is big business."
Hu Leibao picked up the bowl and drank it, and poured a bowl full of it himself, saying: "You Han people's brains are spirits. If I just say a few words to you, you will immediately think of the way to do business."
Li Muye said: "There is no way, it's not easy to mix rice bowls now."
Hu Leibao said: "You opened a restaurant. Uncle Sen's place is called Everbright City. It has its own canteen and its own fruit and vegetable planting base. Chickens, ducks and fish are also farmed, and they supply tens of thousands of people. The problem is that food needs to be purchased from Russia."
This person is a thaumaturgy and a loyal temperament. It seems that he is highly dependent on Huo Sen, but he has a low emotional intelligence and did not use this trust to gain some fame and fortune for himself. Li Muye was thinking while listening. When he heard this, his mind suddenly flashed, as if he had grasped something, he quickly asked: "The food is purchased from Russia? Why not buy it from China? Wouldn't it be much cheaper?"
"A friend of Uncle Sen has a relationship with Lao Maozi, who can buy cheap and good food, so we all import food from the north."
"The food in Russia has been very tense over the past few years, and export controls are very strict. It seems that the friend of Mr. Sen is very difficult." Li Muye said slowly, and suddenly asked casually, "You know." I don’t know what is the name of Uncle Sen’s friend?” (End of this chapter)