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Chapter 77 Horse Riding
The number of fans dropped a little, but it is definitely not a problem to increase 20 to [-] fans after watching this video, so I will go to [-].

Ok, Ok.

If you look at the number of videos posted, Chen Xing didn't find any newcomer who gained followers faster than himself.

Those people in the barrage said that they were fanatics, and they deserved their names.

He looked at each message happily.

As the number of fans increased, there were also a lot of negative comments, but Chen Xing basically skipped over and ignored them.

If the number of messages is very small, then Chen Xing can still block the message and delete it once, but he is tired if he deletes too many, so he just thinks about it. Anyway, it is a message sent by others who are jealous, so it can't cause any disturbance.

…………

Shang Hai.

A milk tea shop near the Oriental Pearl Tower.

Looking at the message from Chen Xing, Mu Qing lowered his head and chuckled.

The man sitting opposite him rolled his throat and felt a little thirsty, so he took a sip of tea and said:

"You are much prettier in person than in the photos."

"Really? Which photo?"

"Just the one sent by Aunt Wang, you just graduated, you look good in a bachelor's uniform."

"Oh." Upon hearing the answer, Mu Qing immediately lost interest.

She thought that this person had also seen the photo Chen Xing took of her, so she was still a little interested in continuing the chat, but as for dating or something, forget it, don't say she doesn't have this kind of thought now, just forget it No one likes such a person.

No ambition, no interest in chatting, living with such a person would be boring to death.

She listened to the twittering of the person on the opposite side, swiping her phone with her right hand, hoping that Chen Xing would send another message, but there was nothing, and she felt more and more disappointed.

It would be fine if Chen Xing chased me, she thought.

In this way, she doesn't have to care about how much older she is than Chen Xing, since she is older, so what?
Isn't it the female junior holding the golden brick?

Thinking of this, she blushed and became more and more impatient with such a blind date. She stood up and said:
"I'm a little tired, let's talk next time, sorry."

The man stood up and watched Mu Qing leave foolishly. He looked down and saw that Mu Qing's milk tea hadn't touched a mouthful, and felt a little pity.

Why don't you take the milk tea away, it's such a waste.

Here in Dangxiong, Tibet, Chen Xing also received a call from Wang Heng, and Wang Heng drove Chen Xing to the grassland north of Dangxiong.

But he didn't go far. Starting from Dangxiong, he saw a herd of cattle and sheep within an hour, and then saw two tents that were simply set up a little ahead. Nima Zhandui was sitting in front of the tent to rest.

After getting off the car, Chen Xing looked around and asked, "Is this the winter pasture of Brother Zhandui?"

Nima Zhandui came over and said, "No, it belongs to someone else. My house is still ahead, and I won't be there until tomorrow evening. It's too far away, and I won't be able to arrive in a day. You guys came just in time. Help me set up a shelf."

A grill that can be seen anywhere, but in addition to this charcoal grill, there is also a firewood, which can be used to spit a whole lamb on a huge steel spit, and then put it on the fire to grill grill.

Chen Xing didn't know the name of this grill.

He and Wang Heng helped to set up the shelf, and Nima occupied the pile to see the sheep he had just killed.

Before Chen Xing and the others came over, he had just killed the sheep, and now the bloody sheep was hanging upside down at one end of the tent for bleeding, and the blood was drained with a porcelain basin.

Dolma happily ran around on the grassland, looking at the cattle and sheep for a while, and watching Chen Xing and his team work for a while, then suddenly ran back from the flock of sheep and shouted: "Mom, mom, Sangji is gone!"

Nima Zhandui’s family has a lot of yaks, but few sheep and horses. Yaks are necessary resources in the family and are used to make money. Sheep are used for food, and horses are used for transportation. Of course, they don’t need much. Dolma Shouting Sanji is a lamb and she loves it.

Tashi was cooking food in the house, and said: "Ask sister Ni to look for it, it should be nearby."

When they first arrived, they counted all the livestock. At that time, none of them were missing. Now the lamb should be lost by running around.

Chen Xing set up the grill and saw Tashi kneading the dough in the cooking tent. The dough was very flexible and didn't look like barley, so he asked, "Is this wheat noodles?"

"Yes, I thought people in your city didn't know the types of these things."

"Where am I in the city, in a small town, it's almost the same as in the countryside."

She kneaded the dough into strips, and then pulled out small pieces of dough, just like the small glutinous rice balls Chen Xing made at home, without kneading them into round shapes, they threw them on the wooden board below.

"Could this be milk bumps?"

He knew that Tibetans, Mongolians and other peoples who live in grasslands and live on herding have this dish. It is very famous in the mainland, and it is something that comes to mind when one mentions grassland food.

"No, milk lumps are made of yogurt. I can't do it well, but my mother does well. The one I make now is called Pazi Mogu. It tastes like milk lumps. Do you want to eat it? Wait for your mother another day." Let her do it."

It was only then that Chen Xing noticed that he didn't see the old lady very much today.

"Is she sick?"

"Yesterday I felt unwell after being exposed to the rain, and today I have a fever, so I'm resting in bed."

Nima Zhandui shouted outside: "Chen Xing, Brother Chen Xing, don't you want to learn how to ride a horse?"

After Chen Xing heard it, he looked back and saw that Nima Zhandui had already led a horse over. It was still the same horse he was riding in the morning, and it looked very majestic.

He also walked over and touched the horse's face with his hand.

He has touched it several times, and now he feels that it is like touching a cat, and it is not dangerous.Moreover, the horse's eyes are much more agile than the cat's. Chen Xing, who is very sensitive to eyes and emotions, can feel the gentleness of this horse.

Nima Zhandui said: "There is still some time now, let Wang Heng do the preliminary work, I will teach you how to ride a horse first, come on, step on this stirrup."

Chen Xing's height is about the same as that of Nima Zhandui, and it is easy to get on the horse.

Nima Zhandui led the horse and walked slowly, and said: "This kind of horse is called a draw horse. It has high endurance, strong strength, and a gentle personality, but it runs slowly. Generally, it is rarely used as a mount on the grassland, but I I just like this tall one, at least I look comfortable."

Sitting on the horse, Chen Xing had a different vision and felt comfortable, nodded and said, "I think so too."

He taught Chen Xing some horse riding skills, and after confirming that Chen Xing had memorized them, he let go of the reins and rode on another horse, saying: "Then speed up, I think you're learning pretty quickly." , I guess it will take about half an hour."

But in less than half an hour, Nima Zhandui was called back to roast the sheep. Chen Xing didn't dare to run too fast by himself, and stopped after walking around the tent for a few times.

　Today I must be on the third watch, I can't do it without sleep!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)