"If we drink, will they sell us horses?"
Zhao Muyun became angry when he saw the older Tartar's attitude in speaking like that.
Seeing this, Bai Shouren angrily scolded, "How can you speak like that when they invite you so warmly? How much time can you waste just drinking a few glasses of wine?"
"This friend is sensible. We don't give our kumis to anyone who wants to drink it!"
The older Tartar puffed his beard and glared at Zhao Muyun, giving him a cold look.
In his opinion, Zhao Muyun, Wang Tiezhu and Xiaowu were very young and it was obvious that they had just started working, so they acted like they were taking advantage of their seniority.
In order to buy the horse, Zhao Muyun held back and bowed, "I was too anxious. I'm sorry for the offense!"
"My friend, you should also discipline your men! Isn't this his first time on the grassland? Doesn't he know any rules?"
Seeing Zhao Muyun bow and apologize, the older Tartar said something more and then went into the sheepskin tent first.
Bai Shouren was worried that Zhao Muyun would have another argument with the older Tartar, so he asked Zhao Muyun and the other two to wait outside.
"My friends, let them in too!" The older Tartar stuck his head out of the tent and called out loudly.
It seems that he must make Zhao Muyun drink his wine.
There was actually someone who made such a request. Zhao Muyun turned his head, winked at Wang Tiezhu and Xiaowu, and strode in.
Inside the tent, the smell of sheep, horse and cow dung, and the filthy smell of not having taken a bath for a long time mixed together, making it difficult to breathe.
Zhao Muyun frowned and looked around.
This was his first time entering a Tartar tent, and the decoration inside seemed to be very similar to the yurt he had visited in his previous life.
There was a dome tent with a sheepskin rug on the ground and various tables, cabinets and furniture placed around it.
On the walls, there are also sheep heads, bows and arrows, scimitars and armor.
These are also common items in nomadic tents.
However, judging from the decorations and furnishings inside the tent, it was clear that this old Tartar had a high status.
However, on another wall, Zhao Muyun saw three human skulls and two decorations that looked like human thigh bones.
There is also a whisk next to it that seems to be made of women's long hair.
As soon as Zhao Muyun saw this thing, he felt a strange and bloody aura coming towards him, and he felt inexplicably irritated.
At this moment, there was a mud fire pit in the middle of the tent, burning dry cow dung and horse dung. A ceramic pot supported by stones was used to boil water in the fire pit, and hot steam was bubbling out.
The old Tartar invited Bai Shouren and the other three to sit down, and two more old Tartars came in and sat with him.
A Tartar woman came in with her head lowered, carrying a large ceramic pot filled with white liquid, replacing the original ceramic pot for boiling water.
After a while, a faint aroma of milk mixed with the mellow smell of alcohol wafted through the tent.
This is the kumis that the old Tartars used to entertain them!
While the wine was warming, the old Tartar started a lively conversation with Bai Shouren. Zhao Muyun had no choice but to endure it and wait patiently.
After waiting for a long time for the kumis to heat up, the old Tartar asked a woman to put out porcelain bowls and poured a large bowl for Zhao Muyun and others.
"My friend, please!"
"please!"
Bai Shouren picked up the porcelain bowl, then gestured to Zhao Muyun and the other two to go down quickly.
After Zhao Muyun stood up, he frowned and drank it all in one gulp.
What kind of wine? It's so bland!
It’s far inferior to the Red Star Erguotou I drank at army gatherings in my previous life!
If Zhao Muyun hadn't been holding it back, he would have probably vomited on the spot.
Wang Tiezhu and Xiao Wu probably drank this kind of wine for the first time. They both frowned and drank it in several sips.
From the painful expressions on their faces, you can tell that this thing doesn't taste good.
"This little brother can drink quite a bit!"
Seeing Zhao Muyun drink it in one gulp, the old Tartar showed surprise on his face. He waved his hand to signal the woman to fill Zhao Muyun's glass.
Zhao Muyun was not polite and drank it all in one gulp; the woman poured it again, and Zhao Muyun drank it all.
This was repeated until the clay pot in the woman's hand was empty.
At this moment, not only the old Tartar and others, but also Bai Shouren, Wang Tiezhu and Xiaowu were stunned.
Zhao Muyun drank eight bowls!
But he remained calm and composed.
"I didn't expect this young brother to have such a huge capacity for knowledge. It really shocked us!" The old Tartar didn't dare to look down on Zhao Muyun anymore.
You know, the most drinking warrior in their tribe can only drink six bowls in one breath, which is two bowls less than Zhao Muyun.
"Now, can we talk about selling the horse?"
Zhao Muyun looked at the old man with a frustrated look and sneered in his heart.
In the previous life, Erguotou with a 65-proof content could be blown directly into the bottle without any problem. What does the tiny alcohol content of your kumis matter?
"Of course we can talk! How many horses do you want to buy?"
Zhao Muyun stretched out a finger!
"What? Just a horse? Was it really necessary to be so anxious just now?" The old Tartar laughed heartily. "No problem. I'll have someone take you to see the horses right now."
"No, ten!" Zhao Muyun smiled and shook his head.
"Ten horses? No, if we sell them to you, we won't have enough horses, three at most!" The older Tartar frowned and waved his hands desperately.
When Zhao Muyun heard this, he was about to explode.
We drank so much wine and gave you face, but in the end you only sold us three horses. Isn't this a waste of expression?
Bai Shouren hurriedly advised: "Forget it, we can just go to the next tribe and buy it, don't cause trouble!"
"Okay, three horses, that's three horses. How much silver is that?"
"We don't accept money, we can only exchange supplies for supplies." The old Tartar flatly refused to accept money.
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