The king of longing for entertainment

They sat down one by one according to the host's request, and a series of very strange and exquisite dishes were brought up, and there was even a whole roasted lamb placed in front of the table.

In a short while, the entire tent was full of more than [-] people. There were [-] or [-] people including themselves and the program group, and there were as many as ten Tibetan compatriots.

Fortunately, this tent is big enough, and it is also used by them to entertain guests. Thirty people squeezed in, and it would not feel a little narrow, but it would have a strange sense of spaciousness.

"Remember, you can do whatever I do later, just talk less, move less and watch more!" Li Yu quietly instructed Peng Peng and Zifeng beside him.

Then they told Zhang Jingyi and Song Yiren to the two people behind. After the transmission, the others looked at Li Yu's movements with a glimmer of light in their eyes.

"It's a bit too grand, isn't it?" Peng Peng muttered.

"Brother, don't talk, look at Teacher He and the others!" Zhang Zifeng tugged at his sleeves, but there was a Tibetan lady beside him.

As soon as the two talked, she looked over with a smile, which immediately made both of them a little embarrassed.

But then it gets a little scary.

On the table in front of almost all the men present, there was a cup and bowl the size of a fist filled with wine, even the girls, except for the underage girls.

Everyone else was filled with a slightly smaller glass.

According to the custom of three people in one cup of Tibetans, they began to toast to everyone. A bowl full of highland barley wine was placed in front of everyone. He Jiong naturally began to make according to Tibetan customs.

Dip the ring finger of the right hand into the wine, flick it in the air, in mid-air, and on the ground to show respect to heaven, earth and ancestors.

Naturally, the others followed suit. After a sip of the wine, the taste was very fragrant and mellow.

But like Peng Peng and a few girls who don't drink much, they frowned immediately after taking a sip.

Li Yu looked at it for a while, and whispered: "Drink it, this kind of wine won't make people go up, and it won't make your mouth dry. You must abide by other people's rules here, and you are not allowed to spit it out secretly!"

Peng Peng with a bitter face had no choice but to swallow the wine, and the two girls quickly drank the wine in their mouths.

The Tibetan girl next to them was very natural to cover them up. Song Yiren and Zhang Jingyi turned pale and resisted a little.

"Xiao Yu, can I not drink?" Peng Peng whispered.

The other two girls also looked over, they really couldn't bear it, usually the company and their family protected them too well, basically they didn't drink alcohol at all.

This is a wine with a temperature of more than [-] degrees, which is indeed a bit difficult for them.

"Yes, Yiren and Jingyi don't need to drink, you are a man, you have to drink!" Li Yu focused on the wine in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Dip your ring fingers in the wine, flick it three times in the right air and show it to the young lady next to you." Already!"

"But you don't have to drink the wine, but you must finish the butter tea, otherwise it will be impolite!"

"Hmm!" The two girls' pretty faces flashed a touch of gratitude, and they followed the method taught by Li Yu, and the Tibetan lady next to them stopped watching them drink.

This time they were liberated, and sat with Zifeng carefully looking at the people in the tent.

It's normal for girls to drink less, so the host will naturally not force it, but if you, a big man, say you don't drink, it's a bit unreasonable.

Unless you are ill or allergic to alcohol, etc., it is an excuse!

After a set of customs, those who like to drink, such as He Jiong and Huang Lei, are naturally comfortable, and girls who don't know how to drink are also relieved.

Highland barley wine is indeed a very special wine. After drinking it, it will not make your head go up, let alone dry mouth and tongue.

Accompanying Li Yu and them is Phuncuo's eldest daughter, Dolma, probably because of the completion of the custom, this girl is at most 21 years old.

Soon I became friends with the little girl and the others, listening to some stories about the grassland that Dolma told them, I immediately attracted several girls.

"Brother Xiaoyu, Dolma went to university in the imperial capital!"

The little girl looked like she had discovered a new continent, and she looked at Li Yu and exclaimed softly.

Hearing Zifeng's words, Li Yu was a little surprised. The school should have started now, right?

Why, Zhuoma is still helping her father herd cattle and horses?

"It's a holiday, right?" Li Yu asked after thinking about it.

"Hmm!" Zhuoma looked at Li Yu's pretty face and blushed a little, but nodded slightly, "The school has special holiday regulations for us. For a week, I have to go to school in the capital tomorrow!"

"You are very powerful. The King of Da, which was difficult for Dad to subdue, was subdued by you. You must be a powerful warrior, right?" Zhuoma asked with a slightly red face.

Speaking of this, Peng Peng, who was a little dizzy after drinking, said directly: "Of course, Xiaoyu is amazing. He knocked down more than a dozen of the uncles in the village!"

"His martial arts are very powerful, one can hit ten, no, twenty!"

After the words fell, Peng Peng fell down with a smirk, and was directly taken away by the strength of the highland barley wine.

Li Yu rolled his eyes to help him.

But he didn't see it, and the eyes of Dolma next to him lit up.

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"Wow, it's so... delicious~"

Swallowing the butter tea in the cup, Zhang Zifeng turned his face sadly, looked at the drunk Peng Peng, and then looked at Li Yu drinking it naturally, with a look of admiration immediately.

Is my brother able to drink buttered tea without changing his expression?

She watched helplessly, Teacher Huang had a bitter look on her face, Mother Haiqing's face was full of resistance, and Teacher Zhou Xun and Sister Dandan frowned.

Only Mr. He Jionghe and Mr. Jiang Yu, Mr. Jiang, were as unchanging as Li Yu.

If she hadn't tasted it all herself, and seen that the tea was poured from the same pot, she would have wondered if everyone was drinking the same thing.

"Zifeng, is it good?" Zhang Jingyi's face was full of resistance, she really didn't want to take a second sip, the unbearable smell was too uncomfortable.

"I think it's okay, but...forget it, I don't want to say it!" Song Yiren also said in a low voice.

Several little girls kept talking, and they all looked at each other with some sympathy. At this time, Zhuoma hadn't paid attention to them any more, and his eyes were on Li Yu's face from time to time.

After more than an hour, the warm hospitality was considered over.

"It's equivalent to having lunch, right?" Huang Lei rubbed his stomach. The roasted whole lamb just now tasted really good, and the meat was really tender. It didn't taste too delicious.

"Anyway, if you let me eat again, I won't be able to eat it anymore!" He Jiong murmured.

At the dinner table, I felt a little silly, actually drinking butter tea sip by mouth. You must know the customs of the Tibetans, the butter tea in the guest's cup is indispensable, and the cup must be kept full.

So he kept drinking for a while, both wine and butter tea, and he didn't know how much he drank all morning.

"Are you awake?" The two people who were wandering saw Li Yu coming out of a tent, and immediately stepped forward to ask, that guy Peng Peng was asleep in it now.

After one or two glasses of wine, he was actually drunk, and was carried to other tents to rest before the banquet was over.