Hong Chengchou took a sip, and there was a strong taste of milk tea, "Buryat reindeer, is it deer milk tea?"
It seems that he is going to camp here tonight. He called a soldier, whispered a few words, and asked him to explain that when the soldiers camped here, they should guard against the enemy's sneak attack at night.
The dinner is quite hearty, but there are not many varieties of dishes, only six plates, four large and two small.
Of the four clay-fired dishes, two of them were sauce-purple meat. Hong Chengchou had tasted them one by one and found that they were all unfamiliar tastes. One of the meats was refreshing, without the odor of ordinary animals. It was probably venison, and the other. The game is relatively heavy, and it should be a wild animal produced nearby.
There are also two large plates, one is braised fish, they must have just caught from the river, and the other is vegetables.
The stewed fish smell was too strong. After taking a bite, Hong Chengchou stopped eating chopsticks. The leaves of the vegetables were very large. Hong Chengchou had never seen this kind of plant before. It had an astringent taste. Fortunately, he could eat it.
Of the two small plates, one was a weak red meat. Hong Chengchou tasted it. It was tender and smooth, not refined nor fat, like pig nostrils, but there were no pigs here. Hong Chengchou was probably deer lips. In the other small plate, It is a plate of original color soup. The raw material is a small piece of white material, like ginseng, but without the bitterness of ginseng. Hong Chengchou thought for a long time. The small plate should be more expensive, perhaps fresh red deer antler.
After tasting every dish, only two people drank, Hong Chengchou and the leader.
The wine is sake, as weak as someone else, far inferior to all kinds of grain wines in Ming Dynasty, and it still has a milky taste. Hong Chengchou estimated that it is horse milk wine, goat milk wine, deer milk wine or something, or some grain wine blended with a little milk.
He whispered a few words to the person next to him, and the soldier immediately left the wooden hut and returned to the barracks.
After a while, the soldiers returned. He brought in a black-purple jar with only a catty, arranged the mud on it, and handed it to Hong Chengchou.
There was a strange fragrance in the wooden house.
The leader sniffed his nose and looked around until he reached the jar in Hong Chengchou's hand. His face was suddenly full of brilliance, and the skin around his eyes was wrinkled like fish tails.
Hong Chengchou blew away the remaining mud at the mouth of the altar and poured a cup of it for the leader first.
The leading end sniffed in front of his nose, and convinced that the scent was coming from the bowl, he opened his mouth wide, raised his neck, and drank the distilled wine in the glass.
"Cough...cough..." He coughed and thumped his chest as if something stuck in his throat.
The leader touched his chin, perhaps knowing that the language was not working, he stretched out his thumb to Hong Chengchou, obviously in praise, and looked at the jar in Hong Chengchou's hand eagerly.
Hong Chengchou refilled it for him. This time, he had learned to behave. He no longer drank violently like his widowshui wine, but sipped and drank slightly, looking like a Han scholar.
Already distilled wine, Hong Chengchou had not drunk 30%, most of them were drunk by the leader, maybe slightly drunk, he grabbed the jar on the table and poured it directly into his mouth, but there was no drop of wine in the jar.
He set his sights on Hong Chengchou.
Hong Chengchou shook his head, his distilled spirits are not much either.
Originally, soldiers were not allowed to drink alcohol during the war. Although Hong Chengchou has no specific combat missions, Lingbei Province is surrounded by foreigners. He has been in a state of combat readiness and is not allowed to drink alcohol.
However, Zhu Youjian considered that Hong Chengchou was far away from the capital, and it was not easy to defend the land for Daming in the extreme north, and Lingbei Province was also an extremely cold place. This made an exception and brought him a small amount of distilled wine. When he came to Beihu , He only brought two altars. Just drank one altar, and now only one altar remains.
Seeing that the leader was good at distilling alcohol, Hong Chengchou had an idea in his mind, and the jar of alcohol left could not be drunk all at once.
The distilled wine was gone, and the two drank deer milk wine again. The wine was too weak, the leader drank boringly, and Hong Chengchou drank boringly.
After two jars of deer milk wine, Hong Chengchou's body was hot, and the leader was even more crooked, daring not to talk to himself in a loud voice, and the bamboo chopsticks in his hand were also unsatisfactory, so the wine maid had to work part-time to feed him vegetables.
When Hong Chengchou was about to leave, the leader tilted his body and grabbed Hong Chengchou's arm, grunting something in his mouth. If he didn't know that he was drunk, Hong Chengchou thought he was going to detain himself.
The leader said a few words loudly to the maid serving the wine, without whispering, anyway, Hong Chengchou and the soldiers did not understand.
Not long after, a young woman with a cloth scarf on her head and a long slip-shoulder dress came in. The woman had a good-looking appearance and looked at Hong Chengchou with a smile, without the shyness of a Han woman.
After coming up, she took Hong Chengchou's arm from the leader and held it in her arms, with her small head leaning against Hong Chengchou's shoulder, and the cloth towel on her head rubbed against Hong Chengchou's cheek.
"Hey, I was drunk, and there were beauties to show off! Don't I have so many soldiers?"
The woman ignored Hong Chengchou's words to herself. In fact, she didn't understand what Hong Chengchou was saying.
Seeing that the woman was determined to give it away, Hong Chengchou did not refuse. After the leader released his arm, he returned to his Chinese army account under the support of the woman and the escort of the soldiers.
At the gate of the camp, Hong Chengchou let go of the woman, pointed the way back, and told her to go back. Although the woman bowed her eyebrows to Hong Chengchou and looked submissive, she refused to go back.
"..." Hong Chengchou was really speechless.
The woman took the initiative to enter Hong Chengchou's big tent, spread the folded thin sheet, and sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Huh?" Hong Chengchou was shocked, even the second stunned child, and would understand the woman's intentions, "Make the bed and stack the quilt, don't you want to wait for the bed? You are the leader's woman, I don't want to offend the leader, he is just drunk today Li was confused and gave you to me. When I wake up tomorrow, I will definitely settle the account with me."
The soldiers ran out to laugh one by one, and threw the entire account to Hong Chengchou.
Hong Chengchou wanted to ask some questions, but because of the language barrier, he had to move the edge of the bed and sit down beside the woman.
The woman glanced sideways at Hong Chengchou and saw that Hong Chengchou had no intention of doing anything, so she took off her shoulder-length skirt by herself, wearing only cloth strips that could only cover the most sensitive parts, turned over and slipped into Hong Chengchou's thin quilt.
Hong Chengchou shook his head. If Buryats were not an uncivilized nation, he was really worried that they would send him a female investigator.
Fortunately, the Buryats are still in the fishing and hunting stage. This is their first contact with Daming, and they are grateful to the Ming army. However, Hong Chengchou does not know who the woman on the bed is from the tribe. Will it be the leader who cut love and thank you
If you don't take the sky, you will suffer from it!
Hong Chengchou finally convinced himself that Zhu Youzhen is now in Chita, and he wants to spend the night with his sister in Gentle Township.
He blew out the lights, undressed and went to bed.
The woman in the thin quilt is already full of ****, obviously waiting for Hong Chengchou.
When Hong Chengchou opened his eyes here, the sun was already shining on the top of the tent. He was about to roll over and get up, only to find the woman's tender arms resting on his chest.
He patted the woman's arm to signal her to get up.
The woman turned over, poked her head over, with a smile on her face, and her big eyes were just short of Hong Chengchou's eyes.
"You..." Hong Chengchou was anxious. She hadn't returned all night, and she didn't know what the leader was like. "The sun is so high, it's time to get up."
The woman obviously didn't understand, she still leaned against Hong Chengchou's body like a dolphin.
Hong Chengchou couldn't do it. It seemed that she had to teach her Chinese in the future.
After being silent and tender for a while, the two of them got up, the woman swallowed the bed slowly, twice, and fastened the long skirt. Her small hand was pressed on the folds of her chest, as if she was telling Hong Chengchou something.
Of course Hong Chengchou didn't understand. If the front of the slip-on skirt is wrinkled, it is a sign of no marriage. If you become a monk, the wrinkles will have to be hit on the shoulders.
It is estimated that Hong Chengchou did not understand, the woman lifted the thin quilt.
Hong Chengchou thought that the woman was about to fold the quilt again, but when his eyes fell on the sheets, he saw a little scarlet.
"you are… "
The woman didn't understand, but she understood from Hong Chengchou's eyes, so she quickly folded the thin quilt to cover the ostentatious dots.
Since the woman returned to her tribe, Hong Chengchou was the leader, inspecting the nearby terrain.
The warhorse traveled around for dozens of miles, and Hong Chengchou was surprised to find that he was on the east bank of the Segereng River, near the Uda River in the north, and the Shilock River for dozens of miles to the south.
There are sufficient water sources between the three rivers. If the climate is suitable, it is the most ideal land for farming. The terrain here is very flat and open, which fully meets the requirements of building a city. Road construction in the future will also be extremely convenient.
At dusk, Hong Chengchou returned to Daying. He had made up his mind that he would build the city here next year, regardless of whether the local Buryats agreed or not.
After dinner, Hong Chengchou, who had been away for a day, was about to go to the big tent to rest when the woman came over again.
"Huh?" Hong Chengchou was a little surprised. He was busy inspecting the surrounding terrain this day and completely forgot about the woman. He thought that if she didn't return overnight, the leader must be ashamed and angry. "Is the leader not angry? Or is he drunk so far? Not awake?"
The woman smiled and entered the big tent, still sitting on the edge of the bed.
Hong Chengchou asked the soldiers, knowing that she had just arrived, "She didn't come here stealthily? I wonder if she was abused by the leader?"
After he went to bed, he touched the woman's body, but found no wounds or scars, "What's the matter? Did the leader give her to himself? Then why did she go back in the morning?"
In the early morning of the next day, Hong Chengchou decided to take the initiative to call on the leader, first to see his attitude.
Hong Chengchou hugged the woman on his horse and sat behind her. He wrapped the woman's waist with his left hand and the horse rein with his right hand. He led hundreds of soldiers towards the Buryat tribe.
The journey of one or two miles came in an instant, and the tribe was crowded, as if to travel.
The leader was holding a wooden fork and seemed to have to travel. When he saw Hong Chengchou, he greeted him from the wooden house. Behind him, some women of different ages followed.
Hong Chengchou leaped off his horse and hugged the woman from the horse.