I build an oasis in the northwest

Chapter 26 Never leave the watermelon
The other is to use red willow to support the body of the sheep, and fill the body with red willow branches. The charcoal fire in the ground should also be made of red willow branches, and finally put it on a fire for roasting.

The roasted whole lamb made in this way will have a fragrance of red willow branches, which tastes delicious and not greasy.

The high temperature brought by the charcoal fire roasted the mutton, forcing out drops of fat, which flowed but did not drip.

After dismounting from the horse tie in front of the yurt, Zhile Kebai came up to meet him, stretched out his hand very enthusiastically, and grasped Chen Mu's hands.

"Sara Mu Laikun."

It means blessing and greeting. In order to avoid the number of words, the following part of greeting "Oman" is skipped.

Chen Mu shouted very politely: "Kokeye (uncle)."

Zhile Kebai patted Chen Mu's shoulder boldly, with a crackling sound.

"You are about the same age as my son, so I'll call you Xiao Mu. Thank you for what happened two days ago."

Chen Mu wanted to hide from the pain but didn't dare to hide: "When we meet, we are friends, we should."

"Haha!" Zhile Kebai was very happy.

Three hours later, the roasted whole lamb was ready, and Boson’s mother, Mayila, came out with rice.

Slice large pieces of meat directly on the beef and sheep, add rice, and make a plate of pilaf on the spot.

Then put the pot on, put in the mutton, and simmer slowly. When the meat is done, the soup will be almost ready.

Before eating, Bosen brought water, and Chen Mu washed his hands obediently.

After that, Zhile Kebai boldly picked up the plate, cut off the lamb's head, lamb's hind legs, and the meat between the ribs, and put them in front of Chen Mu first.

This is the etiquette of Kazakhs when entertaining guests.

Chen Mu did not refuse, accepted it happily, picked up the plate and started eating.

Because young people are prohibited from drinking in front of their elders and parents, there is no drinking session at the dinner table today.

Very happy with a meal.

Only Chen Mu was a little troubled.

"Xiao Mu, how many hand-picked rice do you want?" As he spoke, a bowl of rice was full.

"The mutton soup is nourishing. You plant trees every day, and you need to make up for it." After the words fell, another big bowl of soup was filled.

Finally, when he swallowed the last mouthful of food with difficulty, Chen Mu only felt that the food was choked in his throat. He bent down and pressed his stomach, and he could directly spit out the evening meal without using the road.

After dinner.

Because of Zhile Kebai's enthusiastic stay, Chen Mu was unable to go back and stayed at the grassland for the night.

Chen Mu, who was so stretched that he couldn't even lie down, wandered around the pasture with his stomach stretched out to eat.

Seeing that there are only about [-] cattle and sheep in the Bosen family's pasture, I feel strange.

Generally speaking, ranchers who raise livestock will have around one thousand animals. Unless they are small ranchers, it is rare to have such a small number.

However, because Kazakhs are very taboo about being counted by guests face to face with the number of livestock in the house, although Chen Mu was surprised, he didn't have the nerve to ask.

Bo Sen, who was accompanying him, saw Chen Mu's doubts and took the initiative to explain.

"Desertification in Yusen, Xinjiang Province, is getting more and more serious. In order to avoid vegetation degradation caused by overgrazing, and to give grasslands a chance to recover and cultivate vitality, the state called on herdsmen to reduce livestock subsidies. Our family responded to the call. Reduced the livestock to what it is now."

In fact, the main reason is that Zhilekobai found that good pastures are getting more and more expensive, and the price of pasture has increased seriously. The grass grain in his own pasture is simply not enough to feed too many livestock. The cost of breeding is increasing day by day, and he can no longer sustain it.

It is better to receive policy subsidies from the state.

But unexpectedly, in the past two years, people in the livestock industry have reduced the number of livestock, causing the prices of cattle and sheep to double.

Compared with the money for selling livestock, the subsidy money is nothing but drizzle.

Unfortunately, it is easy to reduce the number of livestock, but it is difficult to increase it.

In addition, it is difficult to find good pastures and the grass sources are sparse. In the past, it was easy to raise 100 livestock on 1000 acres, but now it is just right to raise about 600 livestock.

"So there are only so many animals left in my family."

Bosen was a little sad: "Now the price of pasture is getting higher and higher. Akeye said that if it is still the same next year, he is going to sell the family's cattle and sheep and stop raising them."

In his memory, the family has always been raising cattle and sheep, but now because of the serious desertification and the degradation of green plants, the number of cattle and sheep in the family has been decreasing again and again.

"Brother Chen Mu, do you think the pastures can flourish again?!"

"Yes!" Chen Mu said firmly.

Because I will bring green to the Northwest.

……

Early the next morning.

Chen Mu returned the same way.

On the way back, Zhang Zizheng suddenly called.

"Wood, my place is confirmed."

Chen Mu regained his energy in an instant. He said excitedly, "Where? When will you come? I'll pick you up and treat you to dinner." The series of words were urgent and fast, and the expression of welcome was obvious.

Zhang Zizheng felt a little nervous when he was teased: "Wu Mu, why are you so excited?"

Chen Mu didn't answer, but continued to ask: "These are not important, the important thing is where and when you come!"

Zhang Zizheng suppressed what was wrong in his heart, and said, "Your home is in Landu County!"

It's so close, wouldn't it be possible to invite someone to eat delicious food every day in the future?

Chen Mu instantly became happy.

But then he couldn't help but light a candle for the other party's bad luck, and he sighed: "Elbow, you have no one else's luck."

It's fine to go to the Bureau of Culture and Tourism, but he was assigned to the remote place of Landu County.

Chen Mu asked curiously: "Your family didn't help?"

"My grandfather is retiring, and the second uncle is now at a critical time, and he can't control me for the time being."

"That's okay, you can hang around here first, and you can find a way to transfer it later."

Inside and outside the words are not optimistic about Zhang Zizheng's coming to the Landu County Culture and Tourism Bureau.

Zhang Zizheng was surprised: "Mu Mu, this is your hometown, why are you so unconfident?"

Chen Mu did not answer directly: "You will know when you come. No matter how much I tell you, it is not as good as your own experience."

"It is."

"By the way, why are you here?"

"The given registration deadline is the 14th. I will buy a ticket for the 12th and arrive at the night of the 13th."

Oh, that’s eight days away.

Chen Mu looked at this message and smiled softly: "Okay, I will pick you up that day, and I will give you a good welcome. By the way, please taste our delicacies, watermelon steamed buns and watermelon pigeon soup."

"..." Zhang Zizheng was speechless.

"Wu Mu, brother for so many years, you know that I can't stand eating sweet and salty together, is it necessary to hurt brother like this?"

Chen Mu smiled and said nothing.

What are brothers for?

Of course it is used to hurt each other!

Not only did Chen Mu not hold back, but he added another sentence: "I remember that you don't like soup very much, so when you come, I will treat you to spicy fried watermelon rind, roasted watermelon, cold watermelon rind, and watermelon nut soup."

In short, watermelon is always the same.

Zhang Zizheng's mouth twitched.

What is your obsession with watermelon? ! !
(End of this chapter)