Siheyuan starts to eat the old man

Chapter 253 Chapter 252

The bearded old man's name is Bileg, which means a wise man in Mongolian.The old man lived up to his name and was the smartest of their tribe.

Just as Li Pingan got out of the car, the old man noticed Li Pingan's clothes and the watch on his hand. When Li Pingan waved to them, the old man with excellent eyesight observed Liu Pingan's palm again.

Through observation, the old man found that the skin of Li Pingan's hands was delicate and free of calluses. Through careful observation, the old man came to a conclusion that the young man who just got off the car was definitely a child from a wealthy family, and he was also a child from a large state-owned factory. Young cadres.

In Billeger's view, young people love face, and there is a beautiful lesbian next to him. As long as he has enough face, this guy is definitely more generous than the truck driver, so he let his grandson go back to the yurt and take a Hada came out to give Li Pingan enough face.

Li Pingan naturally didn't know what Bilege's idea was. After being confused, he quickly introduced himself: "Hello, uncle. My name is Li Pingan. This is my lover Ding Qiunan. What's your name?"

"Hello, Comrade Li, my name is too long, so you can call me Uncle Bileg, they are all my family members." Bileg smiled and introduced Li Pingan.

After everyone introduced each other, Bile held Li Pingan's arm and invited Li Pingan and Ding Qiunan to sit in the yurt.

The yurt of the Bilag family looks old, and after years of wind and rain, it looks dirty and not as good-looking as it is on TV in later generations.

The interior of the yurt is even more shabby, with only a table and a few stools inside, and a pile of sundries in the corner, and nothing else.

Bilge sat the young couple of Li Pingan on the stool, and then said something to his wife in Mongolian. Bilege's wife enthusiastically poured a cup of milk tea for the couple.

Being away from home and not familiar with the place, Li Pingan remained vigilant towards the Bileg family, and did not drink the milk tea in the cup, and planned to drink it himself after the old man Bileg had drunk it.

"Comrade Li, Comrade Ding, let's drink some milk tea and wait for a while. There are guests behind me. They are the convoy from your Forty-Nine City. When they arrive, we will have dinner." Bileg said in an apologetic tone Said.

Hearing what Bileg said, Li Pingan became interested. There are no mobile phones these days, and it is naturally impossible to have a landline in a yurt. How did they contact them?

Although he had doubts in his heart, Li Pingan did not ask, but just casually chatted with Bilge. Among them, Bilge consciously asked what he was doing on a business trip to the grassland, but Li Pingan did not tell the truth. A topic was revealed.

Bileg is an old man, and through chatting with Li Pingan, he naturally knew that Li Pingan was wary of his family and was unwilling to tell the truth.

Bilge didn't care about this situation. After all, it was the first time meeting a stranger, and it was normal to have some defensiveness. It would be strange if he was unprepared.

The three of them chatted for a while about the local conditions and customs on the prairie. About half an hour later, the roar of a car engine came from outside. It was not a small noise. It took at least seven or eight trucks to make this noise.

After the old man Bileg heard the movement, he got up and smiled and said to Li Pingan: "My guest is here. Comrade Li and Comrade Ding, do you want to go with me to greet the guest?"

For the invitation of the old man Bileg, Li Pingan had nothing to do, and the three stood up and walked out of the yurt together.

Walking out of the tent, I saw seven or eight trucks lined up next to the yurt. Someone got off the truck and waved hello to Bileg from a distance.

"These are the convoys coming back from Hohhot. They are the convoys of your Sijiucheng Iron and Steel Plant transporting materials to Hohhot." While waiting for Siji to go this way, Bilge sat and introduced to Li Pingan.

After listening to Bileg's introduction, Li Pingan knew that he was treating a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and that he was indeed doing business seriously.

The driver who parked the car quickly came to Bileg's side, and greeted Bileg happily.

The leader of this group of drivers naturally noticed the existence of Li Pingan and Ding Qiunan, and after greeting Bileg, he pouted in Li Pingan's direction and said with a smile: "Old man, you have other Comrade?"

"Yes, yes, I'm also your comrade from Forty-Nine City. I arrived a little earlier than you, and I'm waiting for you to eat together." Bileg and the other party are very familiar, and it seems that they have done business together a lot.

When the leading driver heard that Li Pingan was also from Forty-Nine City, he looked at Li Pingan in surprise, then walked up to Li Pingan's side and stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "Hello, comrade, I'm from the steel factory, are you Which unit is it?"

"It's all in one system. I'm from the rolling mill." Li Pingan smiled and stretched out his right hand to shake the other party. He didn't say his name. He came here to do business with the grassland people. It's better not to know the name.

The driver of the iron and steel factory nodded, pointed at Bilge and said with a smile: "This is the first time comrades have entered the grassland. Mr. Bie is still very reliable. We have dealt with many people, and we have never had a single incident."

"Really, it seems that I found the right place this time, come here, let's smoke." Li Pingan was very grateful for the other party's reminder, and quickly took out cigarettes from his pocket to give the drivers some smoke.

In the conversation between Li Pingan and the driver just now, Bilge did not interrupt, but just watched with a smile. After Li Pingan finished smoking, Bilge called everyone to go to the yurt.

At this time, the yurt had been tidied up by Bileg's family, and four small tables were placed in the room, and Bileg called everyone to sit down.

Not long after everyone sat down, Bileg's wife, son and daughter-in-law, each came in with a plate of mutton. Not long after, the table in front of Li Pingan was filled with beef and mutton. The air-dried meat was re-cooked. Li Pingan tasted it and it tasted good. The only fly in the ointment is that there is no staple food, it's all his mother's meat, and I feel a little tired after eating too much.

A herdsman is a herdsman after all. In this era when the urban population averages a catty of meat a year, herdsmen can eat meat every day to their fullest.

After everyone was full of wine and food, the leading driver called Bileg out. After the two of them muttered outside, they quickly called a few drivers out from the yurt. The moment the door curtain was raised, Li Pingan saw Bileg's son carrying a big bag.

Li Pingan, who knew that private goods were being transported outside, did not go out to check, but stayed in the yurt, pretending to know nothing, and bragging with the driver who stayed behind.

Soon, the leading driver came in from the outside with a smile on his face, and said to everyone with a smile: "Okay, now I'm full with wine and food, and I'm ready to go home."

After everyone heard what the leader said, they quickly packed up their things and stood up. After talking to Li Pingan, they walked out of the yurt and prepared to get in the car and set off.

Watching the convoy go away, Li Pingan returned to the yurt, smiled and talked about the business with Bileg: "Uncle Bileg, our factory needs a thousand catties of beef and mutton. I wonder if you can solve it here?"

Bileg's smiling face collapsed when he heard that Li Pingan needed a thousand catties of beef and mutton, and spread his hands in embarrassment: "Comrade Li, although I am a herdsman, we are also If you have a production team, do business with you secretly. You can sell one or two sheep, but if there are too many sheep, I won’t dare to sell them no matter how much money you give.”

"I can give you a purchase certificate from our factory. I don't know if there is any way to accommodate." Li Pingan still didn't give up. If it could be solved in the real world, Li Pingan really didn't want to take so much meat out of the warehouse. It's a risky thing.

Bilge was silent for a while, but still shook his head: "Comrade Li, this matter is impossible. The cattle and sheep of our herdsmen must go through the production team and be sold to the state in a unified way. They are not allowed to be sold to other factories. You can’t even sell it privately.”

Well, there is absolutely no way out now, so I can only steal a thousand catties of pork out of the warehouse.

Suddenly, Bileg seemed to think of something, and tentatively asked Li Pingan: "Do you want wild donkey meat?"

"This is needed for dinner in our factory. Donkey meat can't do anything. You can't cook donkey meat alone or eat a piece of donkey meat with sauce." Li Pingan shook his head and explained.

After hearing this, Bilege nodded in disappointment. The sale was indeed a big deal, but he couldn't afford it. The yurt fell silent for a while.

"Well, Uncle Bilge, I want all the beef and mutton you can sell me here, and I will think of other ways for the rest." Seeing that he couldn't get the full amount of beef and mutton, Li Pingan could only The next best thing is to get something.

Hearing this, Bilge quickly said, "For fresh meat, I can only give you two sheep. If you want dried meat, I have a lot of air-dried meat here."

"What's the price?"

"Fifty cents of a live sheep and a piece of air-dried meat"

Air-dried meat is the traditional food of the Mongolians. When the Mongolian cavalry fought in the past, air-dried meat became the main military food of the Mongolian cavalry because of its characteristics of anti-hunger, easy to carry, and convenient to eat.Every autumn, when the cattle and sheep on the grassland are crazily putting on autumn fat for the winter, the herdsmen will slaughter a batch of cattle and sheep that cannot survive this winter, make them into air-dried meat and store them as the main ration for a year.

After three catties of fresh meat is air-dried, only one catty of finished meat is left. The moisture and fat in the meat are almost completely dried, and the rest is lean meat. In the eyes of future generations, it is definitely not a food that can be eaten every day.

Unlike later generations, air-dried meat is lean meat, which is not popular in the market, and basically no one buys it.Ordinary people in the customs are short of oil and water in their stomachs. When buying meat, they only buy fat meat. No one wants to buy fresh lean meat, let alone air-dried meat that is more expensive than fresh meat.

"Okay, then I want two sheep, and if you have air-dried meat, get me a hundred and ten catties. In addition, my wife and I are going to play on the grassland for a few days. I wonder if you can find someone to accompany me here. I can pay the fee for walking around the grassland, one yuan a day." After discussing the meat, Li Pingan took advantage of the opportunity and proposed the idea of ​​finding a tour guide.

After negotiating such a big deal, Bilge was so happy from ear to ear, he thought to himself that he had a good eye for people. Li Pingan's business alone, not to mention the two sheep, was only in terms of the amount of air-dried meat. The group of people who have been frying the pot just now.

For Li Pingan's request to find a tour guide, Bilge naturally agreed: "My grandson can speak Chinese, so I can let him take you to have fun on the grassland."

After finishing speaking, seeing that Li Pingan had no objection, Bilege walked out of the tent happily, and after a while, he brought a twelve or thirteen-year-old child in national costumes from outside.

"This is my grandson Batu. He is a young eagle rising up on the grassland. He is very familiar with the surrounding situation and can be your guide." Bileg was very satisfied with his grandson Batu, and looked at Li Pingan proudly. The young couple introduced.

Little Batu bowed slightly, clenched his right hand into a fist on his chest, and made a standard Mongolian salute to Li Pingan and his wife, and said in half-baked Chinese: "Hello, guests from Sijiu City , I am Batu, the young eagle that is about to soar in the sky on the grassland"

Looking at the child pretending to be an adult, Ding Qiunan thought the child was very cute, so he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Ding Qiunan stood up from the stool, came to Little Batu and touched Little Batu's head, smiled and took out a piece of white rabbit toffee from his satchel, waved it in front of Little Batu, and said with a smile : "Little Batu, Auntie has white rabbit toffee here, do you want to eat it?"

"eat"

A child is a child, little Batu almost drooled when he saw the big white rabbit toffee in Ding Qiunan's hand, and answered Ding Qiunan's question neatly.

The contrast between the front and the back was too great, and the performance of little Batu made the three people in the room laugh out loud, and Bileg even doted on little Batu's head vigorously.

As for Ding Qiunan, he was even more delighted, and grabbed a handful of white rabbit toffee from his satchel, and stuffed them all into the pocket of Xiaobatu's clothes.

White rabbit toffee is a rarity on the grasslands. The small Batu grows so big that there are only a handful of times I have eaten white rabbits. There are no white rabbit toffees in the supply and marketing cooperatives on the grassland. Only when the convoys from big cities come, Some drivers look at the cuteness of the little Batu, and will give a white rabbit toffee casually. After tasting the taste of the white rabbit, the little Batu has always been obsessed with the white rabbit toffee, and hopes that one day he can realize the freedom of the white rabbit toffee .

Seeing that Ding Qiunan was so generous and gave a lot of toffee, he couldn't see his happy eyes, and kept saying good things to Miss Xiaoding.

There are abundant milk resources on the grasslands. Now the herdsmen on the grasslands mainly drink goat milk. The freshly squeezed goat milk has not undergone secondary processing. The taste is really not good, and it also has a strong smell. I can't drink that stuff.

(End of this chapter)