Chapter 1128: Being a Guest (II)

After Bartel heard his old man’s words, he waved his hand full of concern and said, “It’s not just a piece of jade, it’s fine, Fei Zi is my good brother, what’s his is mine.”

Don’t look at Bartel now in the grassland grazing, but over not worse than the average person, alone his herd of cattle, sheep and horses, if they are sold, at least is worth a million or eight hundred thousand, even in the mainland is also considered to be the middle class.

And in Bartel’s opinion, such a piece of jade, at best, is only a few thousand dollars, with his and Peng Fei’s friendship, there is really no need to bother.

“What do you know, that’s jade, a good jade, but it’s worth something.”

The old man dissatisfied glared at his son, the old man’s father, that is, Bartel’s grandfather, in the pre-liberation period, used to be the steward of a prince in Mongolia, the old man has seen a lot of strange and exotic treasures when he was small, this pair of eyes poisonous!

And now consulting developed, even in this grassland yurt, TV refrigerator of what also have, according to the old man’s estimate, this thing at least to be worth tens of thousands.

Mongolians are generous is not false, there is also the habit of giving each other gifts, but the first time to meet on the gift of ten thousand dollars, the old man is not dare to accept.

Peng Fei saw the little guy in his arms after hearing his grandfather’s words, is uneasy with his hands ready to take down the neck of the emerald, and quickly said: “Uncle, it’s okay, I and Bartel is like the same relationship as the Anta, give a little nephew a bit of something, it is also should be.”

In fact, Peng Fei does not know how much money this thing is worth, he only knows Zhuang Rui gave his son a piece, to be more than this is also turquoise and transparent, said to be worth tens of millions of dollars, engaged in the Zhang Qian afraid to break off, never gave the little guy with.

Peng Fei this is scoffing, is not outside the body of things Well, broken on broken, so even if he estimated his own piece of jade is not cheap, or generously sent out.

Bartel also said with a big grin, “Yeah! Dad, just stop talking, Fei Zi and I are friends for life, don’t mention money.”

After the old man heard his son’s words, he didn’t say anything else, but his gaze towards Peng Fei and the others became softer and softer, and he even greeted the three of them and sat down in the yurt.

Although this money can not explain what, but depending on the money as dirt people, “bold atmosphere” four words of evaluation is not run away, this is also the temperament of the Mongolians.

Waiting for Zhuang Rui a few people sat down, the yurt began to bustle, Batel’s wife also rushed from the side of the yurt, with steaming milk tea, one by one to the several guests tea.

Afterwards, according to Mongolian rules, three snow-white hada hung on Zhuang Rui three people’s necks, heard that Batel’s family has guests to come, and at night to set up a bonfire banquet, many yurts in the man and aunt-in-law, also have gathered in front of Batel’s door.

In the sky all dark, a pile of three or four meters long bonfire in front of Batel yurt was lit, four or five cleanly washed and peeled whole sheep, set up on the top, people joyfully gathered around the bonfire, talking loudly.

“Brother Zhuang, Brother Ren, let’s go! Let’s go sit outside.”

Today, Zhuang Rui’s few people were the protagonists, and after the bonfire was lit, Bartel invited the three to go out, but he hung back at the end and pulled Peng Fei.

“Fei Zi, how much is that emerald? My old man just scolded me again.”

Although he was on good terms with Peng Fei, but when accepting a gift from someone, you always need to know a value, right? Bartel didn’t know anything about these things, so of course he still turned his head and asked Peng Fei.

“I don’t know, that was given to me by Brother Zhuang, what he puts out, it’s estimated to be worth at least a few hundred thousand dollars, right?”

Peng Fei a little dissatisfied said: “I gave my little nephew, you care how much money why ah? I say old Ba, we have not seen a few years, how did you become so grating ah?”

“A few …… hundreds of thousands? No, can’t let that little brat carry it.”

Bartel was Peng Fei said hundreds of thousands of scared, he went home to bury his head in the sand for several years, which is only a few hundred thousand of the family, son of a piece of jade on the neck is actually worth so much, Bartel and then bold, but also feel the heart a little bit can not accept.

Batel spoke a little loud, walking in front of Zhuang Rui heard Batel’s words, couldn’t help but smile, spoke: “Batel big brother, it’s okay, these things are outside the body, just give Bayar with it! It can keep you safe.”

Hearing Zhuang Rui say the three words “keep the peace”, Batel froze for a moment, what parents in this world hope for most is the peace of their children.

“Success, thank you two brothers, today Old Ba toasts you, be sure to drink ah!”

Bartel is not quite used to saying some words of thanks, after leading Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei and the others to sit down by the campfire, he turned around and ran back to his yurt, and when he came out again, each of his two armpits was holding a jar of wine.

“Big brother Bartel, this wine you also spare to take out ah?”

“That’s right, this is the old man’s treasure, aren’t you afraid of having your ass blossom?”

“Yes! Bartel, when you got married, you didn’t even bother to drink this wine!”

Seeing Bartel holding the cans of wine out, the surrounding people have spoken up, causing Zhuang Rui, who originally didn’t care much about it, to also look towards the two cans of wine.

Wine cans are not very eye-catching, but it is not small, it is estimated that a can can be loaded with seven or eight pounds of wine like, cans body dark, can mouth with red mud to seal, outside also wrapped a layer of silk cloth.

Bartel’s old man stood up and said loudly, “What nonsense, today is Bartel’s an answer to come, is also our family’s most honored guest, take out two jars of wine have what ah!”

“Good, Brother Bartel’s Anta is also our brother, wait, I’ll go to my house and bring out two jars of good wine as well.”

“Well, my house still has the original wine that we got from the wine farm last time, I’ll go and hold it too.”

It could be seen that Bartel’s prestige was very high here, and as soon as they heard that it was his Jieyi Anta, several of the young men got up and went home to get some wine.

“Brother Zhuang, this wine was left behind by Grandpa before, Abba never bothered to drink it and left it to me again, let’s drink them all today.”

After Bartel sat down, he used his hand to slap open the sealing mud of a can of wine, and immediately a strong aroma of wine filled the venue.

Three large bowls were placed in front of Zhuang Rui’s trio, and when the wine was poured out from the mouth of the altar, one could see with the naked eye that the yellowish colored wine was very viscous, and not a single drop spilled out when it was poured into the bowl.

After pouring wine for Zhuang Rui and the others, Bartel poured wine into the bowls of his old man and some of the older elders, and then walked to the center of the venue.

“Today it’s my good brother Peng Fei, and his big brother Zhuang Rui and brother Ren, who came to our prairie, this bowl of wine is for them, wishing for a long lasting friendship, and a brotherly love that is stronger than gold!”

Don’t say, although Bartel looks big and thick, toast is said very level, after finishing, walked to Zhuang Rui’s side, first put Zhuang Rui’s wine bowl to end up.

The first bowl of wine first toast Zhuang Rui, this is because Bartel already know, Zhuang Rui is Peng Fei’s godbrother, so to Zhuang Rui very respect.

“Thank you big brother Bartel, may our friendship last forever.”

Zhuang Rui knew that the Mongolian and Tibetan rituals for toasting were similar, so he immediately received the wine bowl with both hands, dipped his ring finger in a bit of wine, and nodded it in the direction of the sky, the earth, and the bonfire to show that he was honoring the gods of the sky, the earth, and the fire.

After doing this, Zhuang Rui brought the wine bowl to his mouth, tilted his neck and lifted his head, and gulped down the bowl of wine.

“Spicy ……”

A bowl of wine under the belly, Zhuang Rui only feel from the throat to the belly, all is a hot and spicy piece, but fortunately, the wine on the head is not so fast, after drinking, Zhuang Rui with both hands will be the bowl mouth down, so that he did not waste a drop of wine.

“Good!”

“Good man!”

“Brother Bartel is a good man, and his friend is also a good man!”

Seeing Zhuang Rui drink almost half a kilogram of wine in one gulp, a chorus of hoots and hollers rang out in the arena.

In the north of China, the way to assess whether a person is bashful or not is by the amount of alcohol, and Zhuang Rui’s performance undoubtedly made these Mongolian men feel much better about him.

“Zhuang Rui, aren’t you harming me?”

Zhuang Rui this breath half a catty of wine down does not matter, sitting next to him, Dr. Ren frowned, in fact, according to the rules of the Mongolian people, will not drink the dip on the line, but Zhuang Rui jewels in front of Dr. Ren how to be embarrassed to sip it?

Sure enough, Bartel’s second bowl of wine is served to Dr. Ren, Ren Chunqiang look at this appearance, but also give up his life to accompany the gentleman, learn Zhuang Rui a breath of wine into the stomach.

“Cough …… cough ……”

Only Ren Chunqiang’s this amount of alcohol, is indeed a little bit worse, a bowl of wine to a large part of the time, the whole person staggered, the remaining half bowl of wine fell half of the wine are spilled on their own bodies.

“Good man too, Wu Yun, quickly cut the meat and send it over.”

Bartel gave Dr. Ren a thumbs up and greeted his wife to cut the roasted mutton, Dr. Ren’s drinking capacity was a bit shallow, but the thought came to him, which was worthy of the Mongolian’s respect.

However, when the golden lamb was served, Dr. Ren was already crooked on Zhuang Rui’s body, this bowl of wine, which was most likely aged for hundreds of years, directly sent Ren Chunqiang into dreamland.

Seeing Dr. Ren’s appearance, a burst of good-natured laughter resounded all around, this kind of situation is very common in Mongolia, many tourists from the mainland who are in full bloom while drinking, end up being drunk on the ground.

Bartel greeted a man and asked him to send Dr. Ren into his own yurt, and then toasted Peng Fei with another bowl of wine before this toasting ceremony came to an end.

The atmosphere in the arena also became more and more enthusiastic, and a thirty-something year old han stood up and said loudly, “Brother Bartel, happy today, wrestle a few times, right?”