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Chapter 388 Tobsur

"Well, it's delicious. This beef is amazing. The aroma of milk and beef, combined with the original cooking method, is super delicious. Xiaoman, you should try it!"

A piece of beef the size of a thumb was stuffed into his mouth, chewed and swallowed, Zhang Yang couldn't wait to recommend it to He Xiaoman, and then praised his wife's craftsmanship to Battelle.

"By the way, Uncle Battelle, the cooking method of your stewed meat in a milk pot is very strange. I even tasted a faint taste of dandelion. Can you tell me about it? Because I am a chef myself, and I like it very much. Cook local specialties!"

After eating a piece of beef again and going in, Zhang Yang couldn't wait to watch Battelle prepare to ask how to make this kind of beef. Stewed meat in a milk pot should be stuffed with their special milk pot, but it still tastes a little bit different. There is a faint smell of mint leaves, although it is very weak, but Zhang Yang can still taste it.

In fact, the taste of dandelion leaves is a little bit bitter, very light, and as far as he knows, dandelion can be used as both wild vegetables and medicinal materials, with many functions and high nutritional value.

The people in the live broadcast room also agreed with Zhang Yang's question very much. Watching them eat big chunks of beef has already made people jealous. If you don't tell me how to do it, they will really I can't take it anymore, I can't wait to crawl over from my county to grab a few pieces of beef and stuff them into my mouth beautifully.

Regarding Zhang Yang's question here, Battelle didn't hide the slightest bit, or in other words, there was no need for him to hide it at all, so he blurted it out without thinking.

"That's right, dandelion leaves are indeed added. The meat we cook is using our milk pot here. First, we marinate the roast beef with salt and black pepper in advance, and then we go to the river to find some Wash the cobblestone and put it on the fire to burn red. Finally, put the meat and beef in the milk pot, and then sprinkle some dandelion leaves. If you want to eat any vegetables, you can also put them in together. You can eat it, it's very simple!"

It's that simple?
This made Zhang Yang a little unexpected, but then he figured it out. Indeed, for nomads, the simplest and most convenient cooking method is the most commonly used by them. It seems that this simple The approach is the most suitable for them.

Milk jar?cobblestone?
Other things are easy to talk about. You can buy some from Battelle and the others while the beef is cooking. It is very inconvenient to buy.

Thinking of wanting to eat this kind of beef in the future, or making some other meat with the same method, Zhang Yang looked at Battelle uncertainly and asked, maybe he could learn how to obtain the milk jar from him, which is similar to Just like playing games, if you don't understand anything, just ask the NPC.
"Uncle Battelle, where can I buy a milk can? I really want to buy one and make it myself!"

Uncle Battelle grinned at Zhang Yang's question, pointed at the yurt behind him and said.

"There is no place near here for you to buy. If you need it, we have a spare at home that can be sold to you!"

This made Zhang Yang's eyes shine. Uncle Battelle is really his caring old padded jacket. He just wanted one on his side. Of course, he didn't have any other ideas about which one Uncle Battelle would sell to him directly. , even if someone gave it to him, he would not lick his face and ask for it.

At the end of lunch, Zhang Yang and He Xiaoman, who ate a belly full of meat, always felt that their mouths were greasy. After all, no matter how delicious this fragrant beef is, it will not work if you eat too much. They are not like the Mongolians who are used to eating. After eating meat, He Xiaoman took some fruit from the car, and Battelle's wife also brought their spare milk can.

Zhang Yang originally thought that it should have been used, but he took it over and saw that it was brand new, as if it had never been used, so he readily took out his wallet and paid for it.

The milk can was not big, and when He Xiaoman took the milk can to the car, Uncle Battelle also took out the musical instrument that he carried behind his back when they met for the first time.

In fact, Zhang Yang has always been very curious, because he has never seen the musical instrument that Battelle brought out. Of course, this is because he has not deliberately learned about it on the Internet. Most people have the impression that the musical instruments of the Mongolians should be It is the matouqin, and no one really knows about the others.

I saw that Battelle took the thing that should be a stringed instrument in his hand, and flicked it lightly a few times. His wife was already sitting by the side, pretending to listen to the song. The happy child also ran over noisily, but immediately sat around quietly after coming over.

Seems to be ready, Battelle put the instrument on his lap, and then looked at the curious Zhang Yang and his wife and said.

"This is Tobshur, a unique musical instrument of our Mongolian nationality. We usually take it out to play it after eating or resting, and then sing it."

It turned out to be Tuobusuer. After learning the name, Zhang Yang nodded and threw Xiao Jinlong over the Internet to read the information, and then called the drone over to give a general explanation.

"Tuobusuer, a unique musical instrument of the Mongolian side, but generally the Mongolian people in Xinjiang use it more. Uncle Bateer must have come from Xinjiang in the past. This kind of instrument should be a 'wooden short-necked plucked string instrument. The descendants of ', beautiful in shape and easy to manufacture, beautiful and thick in tone, very easy to carry, especially suitable for nomadic life, so they are deeply loved by herdsmen and widely spread among Xinjiang and Xinjiang Mongolians.

Of course, the Mongolian people also have other musical instruments, such as the well-known matouqin, the stringed instrument 'Sihu', the Mongolian zither 'Yatoke', the plucked stringed instrument 'Huobusi', and the edge-sounding instrument 'Hujia' Hú Jiā', the iron plucked body-sounding instrument 'harmonica', and the bow-drawn stringed instrument 'Huqin', some have been passed down to the present, some were lost later but have been imitated in modern times. "

Zhang Yang is explaining here endlessly. The people in the live broadcast room are listening with gusto and expressing their knowledge, but the Battelle couple next to them are a little surprised. They really didn't expect Zhang Yang to know so many things unique to their side. The name of the instrument, and it seems to be quite familiar.

Although Battelle and his wife were surprised to know that they had migrated from the Mongolian people on the XJ side only through Tobshur's publicity.

Thinking of this, Battelle looked very happy, and a blooming smile appeared on an old face that did not belong to this age.

"Not bad, little brother, you really know a lot. Our family migrated from Xinjiang and Xinjiang before, and it all started from several generations ago. In fact, this fragrant beef is also from my past few years. It was imported, but due to environmental problems, the quality of the meat has deteriorated a bit, and it is not as delicious as over there.

Well, since you know Tobsur, I will sing a song for you. It was written by my teacher and I learned it from him. The name is "Forget Me Not". "

As soon as the words fell, Battelle lightly flicked the Tobsur in his hand, and a beautiful, rich and simple voice sounded softly, and the group of children beside him shook their heads cheerfully, and then Battelle sang this song in Mongolian.

Although Zhang Yang didn't understand what it meant, the drone had already translated and put the subtitles into the live broadcast room. Listening to the beautiful Mongolian song, it was as if he was narrating an ordinary life trivia. You can understand what it means to come over.

"Hey~ Don't just wipe the towels arbitrarily because of the fashion;

Hey~Although you have many brothers, please don't forget me;

Hey~ Don't just take the new cap and put it on your forehead just because it's beautiful;

Hey~ Although you have many sisters, I hope you don't forget me"

The lyrics are actually quite simple, just a few simple but elegant lines, but they sound catchy, even if you don't understand them, it's easy to hum along with them.

(End of this chapter)