Road idiot tour guide

Chapter 447 Laluoba Killing Pig Rice
He Huan spread his hands, and everyone laughed.

"So it is not impacted by external cultures, and the ethnic culture is better protected. But this Bijia Village is not a simple village. There are many branches of the Yi people. The Yi people in Bijia Village call themselves Laluoba, that is, Mengshe people..."

He Huan talked about the origin of the descendants of Nanzhao.

Everyone looked at him with bright eyes. After finishing speaking, He Huan smiled, "Okay, hurry up and go to sleep! We will dance all night!"

Except for the driver and the photographer, everyone in the car obediently closed their eyes, and the car became quiet.

He Huan also sat down and took the time to sleep.Now that he has gradually learned the skill of being a tour guide, he just seizes all free time and sleeps.

When we arrived at Weishan, we entered the gas station on the roadside of Bijia Village. When a girl saw the White Dragon Flag, she immediately stood up and waved her hands.

The car stopped, He Huan woke up, looked out the window, Xiao Bi ran to the door of the car, "Little Bailong!"

"Xiao Bi!" He Huan stood up, "Come up quickly!"

Xiao Bi got into the car, and many people woke up because of the parking. He Huan asked everyone to get out of the car and go to the toilet.

When they came back, He Huan introduced: "This is Xiao Bi, a descendant of Nanzhao, who came all the way to Weishan to pick us up."

Everyone applauded and looked at her gorgeous clothes with novelty, and Xiao Bi generously showed them the spider patterns and spider totems on the clothes.

After driving forward for a while, the cement road disappeared, and it was all dirt and gravel roads, which were so bumpy that everyone couldn't sleep.

Duan Ju was a little apologetic, "The dirt road in Bijia Village has just been repaired for a few years, and it is preparing to harden in the past two years. It will be fine by then. Thank you for your hard work today."

Xiao Bi nodded, "Well, before the road was not built and traffic was not opened, we didn't go down the mountain several times a year, and we had to go down the mountain with people on horseback."

An old expert said: "After all, there are roads and cars now. When we came to Yunzhou to collect ethnic minority music, we used to walk and climb mountains. Now the conditions are much better."

The experts all nodded.

"Xiao Bailong tell us about the history of Dali in Nanzhao. You took them to play, but we haven't come here yet, and we haven't heard about it. Please tell us more." An expert said.

Other experts also nodded.

Liang Ange smiled and said, "Little White Dragon's historical stories are very interesting, I don't mind listening to them again."

He Huan started talking again.Xiao Bi looked at him adoringly, wishing he could become such a tour guide too!
Immersed in that magnificent history, it will not feel bumpy.

I just felt that soon, I arrived at Bijia Village.

Under the archway at the entrance of the village, a group of people stood.Seeing the bus coming, he raised a smile all over his face.

The road was only repaired to the entrance of the village, and Master Li stopped the car.

Xiao Bi hurriedly got out of the car and pulled the middle-aged man in front of him wearing a baotou, "This is our village secretary."

"Welcome all experts to visit Bijia Village!"

The villagers also looked at them with a shy smile and said in strong Mandarin: "Welcome to..."

"Welcome to the experts..."

"Welcome everyone..."

It may have been rehearsed before, but when I opened my mouth, everyone said their own things, and it was not neat at all.

The experts laughed.

They were even more embarrassed and lowered their heads.

He Huan found that in these isolated places, the shy look can always be seen on the faces of the local people.

It's not the kind of pretentious shyness, nor the coquettish shyness, but the shyness like a clear and shallow stream, which can be seen in the heart at a glance.

Unlike the arena outside, it is difficult for you to know a person's heart through his expression.

He Huan introduced the experts to Secretary Bi.

After shaking hands, Secretary Bi said: "We don't have a hotel in our village. Thanks to the experts, we will stay at the villagers' homes tonight. We have tidied up the guest rooms and replaced them with new sheets and quilts. Thank you for your hard work."

The villagers looked at them worriedly, for fear that they would dislike them.

"It's not hard, it's not hard." Everyone said quickly.

The villagers breathed a sigh of relief.It has already been arranged who will live in which house, and everyone came to help the experts with their luggage, just like robbing.

They can't speak, but they move quickly!
The villagers each got to know the guest of their own house, and they carried the guest's luggage and ran away.

The experts followed Secretary Bi and walked slowly.A house with brick walls and tiles appeared in the valley, and the house was unexpectedly beautiful.

An expert asked: "Secretary Bi, what does the village do for a living?"

"In our village, the annual per capita income is about 1 yuan. We rely on the sky to eat, and the food grown in the ground is enough anyway. We don't usually go down the mountain, but go down when going to the market, and sell what we grow and buy some more. Salt, washing powder, etc."

I followed Secretary Bi to a house with a per capita annual income of 1 yuan, but the house was very large and neatly built.White walls and gray tiles, beautiful murals are painted on the outer walls.It feels more simple and elegant when you get closer.

Everyone stop and admire.

He Huan said: "Although Bijia Village is of the Yi nationality, you can clearly feel that they have many similarities with the Bai nationality. For example, this cultural wall.

The Bai people like to write inscriptions and paint mountain flowers on the walls, and so do they.This is also because they are descendants of Nanzhao.We also said that during the Nanzhao period, the Yi and Bai people were nobles and they had been intermarrying.

They are also inextricably linked with the culture of the Tang Dynasty.The Yi people, as we all know, are usually soil palm houses, which are relatively simple.The Bai people who have the highest requirements for living conditions in Yunzhou are the Bai people.

They are very similar to the Bai people.Look at these houses, there are murals on the outer walls, they are all beautiful.The doors inside are all carved.They may spend the most energy and money in their lives on this. "

Secretary Bi nodded and led them into the house.

One of the villagers who had just picked up their luggage had already run in. When they saw them coming in, they stood shyly in the courtyard and showed everyone around.

The house is in the form of a courtyard, with white walls and gray tile murals on the outside, and a two-story building inside. The doors and railings are all carved with yellow wood, giving it a resplendent feeling.In such a closed mountain village, it was indeed unexpected.

If Xiaobailong hadn't heard that they were descendants of Nanzhao, they would have been unable to comprehend that the houses in this closed mountain village were so gorgeously built!
Walking outside a house, there are tiger and spider totems painted on the wall, only to hear the voices of people inside, and the smell rushing out of the wall.

Seeing them, a strong man in his 30s ran over quickly.

Director Bi introduced: "His name is Bi Alu, a bread runner. We used to rely on horses when we went down the mountain. After the road was repaired, he was smart and knew how to drive. So he bought a bread, pulled everyone and goods up and down the mountain, and earned a lot of money." With the money, we built the largest house in our village.

I heard that experts are coming to our place, and his family is killing pigs today, and invite everyone to eat pig-killing rice! "

The experts couldn't help taking a breath, Bi Alu turned around and led them into the courtyard.

There is a big steamer under the eaves of Yuanba, which is now a rice cooker. Many people have never eaten such a big steamer rice.The steam is lingering, and the rice fragrance is overflowing.

In addition to the steamer, a row of large pots are placed on the stove, and the oil is hot.The women and men working around the pots smiled back at them and went back to cooking.

Several dogs sat on the ground, looking at the piles of meat piled up in the basin, drooling.

"Will I gain ten catties when I go back this time?" Liang Ange said.

The experts laughed, and Bialu smiled and invited them to sit down at the table.There were melon seeds and peanuts on the table, and Ah Lu offered them cigarettes and tea.

Children in bright national costumes gathered in a corner of the courtyard, looking at the city people shyly and curiously.

Liang Ange said softly: "It's really careless, they are so enthusiastic, we come empty-handed!"

He Huan turned his head and said a few words to Master Li. Master Li turned around and went out, bringing a big bag of snacks in a while.He Huan handed it to the elf, "here! You can be a good sister now!"

"Ah!" Liang Ange happily took the snacks and distributed them to the children.At first they were shy, backed away, and the adults smiled and asked them to take it, and they took it, and ran away shyly to eat.

Liang Ange turned to look at the pots of meat, and swallowed, "I don't want to eat snacks now, I just want to eat meat!"

Everyone laughed and looked at the foodies!

Hearing what the beautiful elf said, a little girl hurried over and took a piece of golden crispy meat from the basin, and handed it to her.

"This is my youngest daughter." Bi Alu smiled.

Liang Ange's eyes lit up, and he looked at her, "Can you eat it for me?" Then he looked at everyone, "Can I eat it now?"

Xiao Bi smiled and said, "Go ahead and eat! The kids here are full when they are making pig-killing rice, and they are full around the pot. When it's time for the official meal, they go to play!"

Everyone laughed.

Liang Ange took it, the little girl looked at her without blinking, everyone looked at her, and the camera was also on her.

The elf blushed, "Although I'm very embarrassed, but I really can't help it." Put it in his mouth, "Yeah, it smells so good!"

A yard of laughter.

Seeing that the elf liked it, the little girl smiled like the rising sun, turned around and ran to get it again.Other children also ran to get it, ready to feed everyone.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

The adults were too embarrassed to stop them, so He Huan and Xiao Bi hurried to stop them, "Everyone will eat later, and we have to drink, you go and play first!"

The children just nodded and ran to the side to play.

The little girl ran to Liang Ange again, and Liang Ange pulled her into his arms, the smile on her face seemed to fly away.

Qin Kong said with emotion: "There is still an atmosphere in the New Year in the countryside! It has been a long time since I felt the excitement of waiting around the pot for delicious food!"

Everyone nodded.

Liang Ange said, "Don't you just need to eat enough?"

The experts laughed, and Qin Kong stroked her shoulder helplessly.

Liang Ange said with a smile: "But it really feels good! In the city, it's either in a restaurant or at home. It's not much different from usual. A village cooks and eats together. I like this kind of excitement!"

Secretary Bi said: "In the twelfth lunar month, we take turns to kill the New Year's pigs. You can eat them every day until the first lunar month!"

"Then I'll gain more than ten catties when I go back! I'm afraid I'll gain a hundred catties!"

Laughter floated in this mountain nest.

Liang Ange leaned against the little girl's face, hugged her and asked her something. The little girl leaned in her arms, playing with the grass in her hand while answering in a low voice shyly.

He Huan looked at everyone, and at the photographers around the pot who swallowed their saliva while filming and cooking. Is this a travel variety show, a love variety show, a food variety show, or a music variety show?
Waiting for dinner by the pot is really tormented, and everyone's saliva can't help it.

But it didn't take long before bowls of vegetables were piled on top of each other on a tray, and several Yi men rushed towards the rows of tables in the yard with more than a dozen bowls of vegetables in one hand.

Bi Alu hurriedly took away the melon seeds and peanuts on the table, and the experts also helped.He wanted to help serve the dishes, but as soon as he turned around, several women in costumes had already brought down bowls of dishes from the tray and put them on the table. Their hands and feet were so quick!
The table is filled in no time!

Tuo Tuo meat, raw liver, fried crispy meat, fried noodle sausage, fried pig blood, cold pork head meat, cold tripe shreds, charcoal roasted pork, stewed pork ribs, steamed pork ribs, pickled pork, small fried pork slices, fried bitter thorns, Cold tree flowers, tofu wrapped in milk...

The ones from the pigs and the mountains were all served on the table.

Bi Alu called everyone to the table, picked up a bowl of self-baked wine, and sang: "Cousin, pour wine! Cousin, pour wine! If you like it, drink it! If you don't like it, drink it too! Whatever you like If you don’t like it, drink it too! Let’s all drink up!”

Both the host and the guest took up the wine bowls, smiling all over their faces, and drank it all in one gulp.

The children who were full around the pot were chasing and playing in the yard, and a few dogs were walking around the table, waiting for the bones in their mouths.

Everyone's mouths are greasy, and everyone's faces are like the red clouds on the top of a mountain.

　Thanks to the starting point friends and Q book readers for their rewards, are you afraid of my eunuch?No, it's just that I suddenly don't want to do anything, and I don't know what reason to ask for leave, so I will finish writing.

　　
　
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