In less than half an hour, the freshly slaughtered duck was already on the stove, a speed that was truly astonishing.
"You guys drink first, then cook for another ten minutes and it'll be ready to eat."
The middle-aged Miao man kindly reminded him that he was wearing Miao clothing of the White Miao people.
In western Hunan, there are basically six branches, mainly the Red Miao and Black Miao, while the White Miao and Flower Miao are relatively fewer in number.
Even if the population is small, the White Miao and Flower Miao each have a population of 100,000 to 200,000.
"Thank you, A-Neng."
Ah Chen thanked him and took the wine jug from the middle-aged Miao man.
The house wasn't in great condition, but it was warm.
The key point is that the Miao woman just turned up the fire a little.
"Ah Yi, let's have some wine first! Try the rice wine here."
Ah Yin's way of addressing Ah Chen has changed, since there are other Miao people present.
Regardless of whether the Miao people here know the name of their future Miao king, Ah Chen has to cooperate if he wants to travel incognito.
While Achen and Li Ayin were drinking, the shopkeeper glanced at their Miao clothing and asked:
"Aren't you two from the Black Miao people here? You're from the Black Miao people of eastern Guizhou?"
"Ana" is the term used in the Miao language to refer to a young man or brother.
A-Yin and A-Chen both nodded.
Ah Chen pulled out a stool for the Miao man to sit on, and then said, "You can recognize us, Aneng, as the Black Miao from eastern Guizhou."
“Your Miao clothing, if you look closely, you can tell that it’s not from the Black Miao people here.”
Upon learning that Ah Chen and his group were from the Black Miao people of eastern Guizhou, Ah Neng immediately ordered two more snacks to accompany his drinks.
They also said, "Our future Miao king is from the Qiandong Black Miao. Which village of the Qiandong Black Miao are you from?"
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