Chapter 194 Why do you love horses and eat them?
Qi Guang could clearly feel that Begomu had become much more mature in his relationship.
In fact, he felt sorry for his brother in his heart.
But at the same time, I am also pleased with his maturity.
How can there be so much eternity?
Qi Guang was originally very slow in dealing with matters of love between men and women.
If he were to study these things now, he would rather milk goats every day...
Qi Guang and Begomu chatted for a while and before they knew it, they were a little drunk.
Kormuhan and the Jibek couple looked at the two children, whose faces were flushed from drinking and who were chatting happily, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.
The Jibeks knew that their son had been depressed for a long time because of Aizati's matter.
In the past few months, Qi Guang's depression and loneliness were all seen by Khormu Khan.
Now that they see smiles on the faces of the two children, they can feel a little more relieved.
Dinner was over and everyone said goodbye.
Qi Guang felt dizzy, and Begomu pulled him onto his back.
Qi Guang raised his hand to block it and said:
"I'm very sober."
Beigemu gave up, but insisted on sending Qi Guang back to his winter home.
I watched him wash up and sleep soundly before leaving.
Under the influence of alcohol, Qi Guang fell asleep quickly.
A dreamless night.
The next day, Qi Guang got up in high spirits.
Suddenly I realized that I had moved to the winter den.
Looking at the room that feels a little strange yet a little familiar, I always feel that this winter will be an extremely dull one.
After washing up, he immediately opened the live broadcast room. Fans rushed in and greeted Qi Guang familiarly.
While eating breakfast, Qi Guang said to the fans in the live broadcast room:
"I was so busy packing up yesterday that I didn't have time to introduce our winter home to everyone."
"Winter dens are usually located in circular valleys or basins, taking advantage of the terrain to create a relatively mild valley climate, providing some warmth amidst the cold, allowing for a better winter."
"We choose to build our houses in locations that face south and are sheltered from the wind, and the livestock pens are built on one side of the house."
"Every winter, herders would slaughter horses, cattle and sheep to store winter meat and celebrate the good harvest."
"After a while, I'll be able to start making the horse intestines I promised everyone."
As soon as Qi Guang mentioned pickled horse sausage, the fans who were chosen by him jumped out and expressed their great anticipation in the barrage.
New fans also posted comments expressing their regret.
Qi Guang interacted with fans for a while and then made a phone call.
After the call he went out.
He strolled around the yard a few times, as if he was determining something, and finally he had a plan.
He pointed the camera at a lonely tree in front of the door and said:
"I plan to build a tandoor next to this tree."
"The sac pit is the original oven, but the food that comes out of it tastes better."
The phone call Qi Guang just made was to a master named Ye, who was the captain of the Dongwozi construction team.
He was responsible for covering all the winter shelters.
Yesterday he asked Kormuhan for his phone number.
The other party readily agreed to deliver the raw materials to Qi Guang.
Qi Guang wanted to build one by himself. Although Master Ye's tone was full of doubt, he still brought the raw materials for the tandoor in a very simple manner.
And the price asked is very fair.
He even told Qi Guang with some concern what he needed to pay attention to when building the naan pit.
Qi Guang was a little touched.
"If you don't have enough of these materials, call me again and I'll send them to you for free."
Master Ye looks cold, but as soon as he opens his mouth, you can feel his kindness.
Qi Guang packed some dried meat and forced it on Master Ye.
Master Ye thanked him with a smile, but still walked away looking back every few steps with a worried look on his face.
Qi Guang looked at the raw materials piled on the grass and suddenly felt a little helpless.
But he didn't want to be idle, so he had to find something to do.
The netizens in the live broadcast room sent a lot of comments:
[Dick Yangzai: Why does the host seem a little overwhelmed?]
[Big Brother Dagen: Don’t tell me you don’t know how to build it? ]
[Isn't the anchor the type who can see with his eyes but not with his hands?]
Qi Guang rolled up his sleeves and started moving stones.
Building the stones piece by piece into a circular base looks quite realistic.
Then Qi Guang started mixing the cement.
Immediately afterwards, Qi Guang opened his mobile phone and began searching for how to build a naan pit.
......
The fans in the live broadcast room were speechless when they saw Qi Guang squatting aside and watching the steps of building a naan pit from his mobile phone.
It turns out that I’m learning it on the spot!
After watching a few videos, Qi Guang started to build it with confidence.
Two hours later, a circular stone building began to take shape.
Qi Guang was completely immersed in the process of building the building by himself and had forgotten to interact with netizens.
When it got dark, Qi Guang had already built an arched stone roof, which looked quite artistic.
He even added a smoke exhaust duct and built a countertop next to it for preparing food. There is also a sunken square trough with a barbecue grill on it for grilling skewers.
Qi Guang was very satisfied with his results.
He stood aside and admired it for half an hour.
Let it air dry and you should be able to grill the meat when the cement is completely dry.
Qi Guang picked up his phone, took a picture of the tandoor, and sent it out.
Then he smiled at the netizens in the live broadcast room:
"Everyone is welcome to come to Dongwozi to eat skewers!"
The fans in the live broadcast room couldn't contain their excitement any longer. Thinking about the delicious food Qi Guang had made before, they only hated themselves for being trapped in the cubicle, as if their leader had cast a spell on them.
After a busy day, Qi Guang felt a little tired.
I went back to the yurt and took out a pack of instant noodles, planning to have it for dinner.
The closer it gets to winter, the more decisively it gets dark.
Qi Guang felt a little groggy these past two days.
Maybe it's because we feel sleepy in spring, tired in autumn, drowsy in summer and hibernating in winter. In this way, it seems that no season is innocent.
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A few days after we moved to the winter camp, a snow fell silently.
Overnight, the snow was white.
Winter came with such overwhelming force.
Sure enough, winter came earlier this year.
Qi Guang is now very adept at milking goats and cows, but it is a bit difficult for him to get up early in the morning in winter.
But when he opened the door and the cool breeze blew down his cheeks and into his neck, he suddenly woke up.
For Qi Guang, winter is a quiet season, a season suitable for completing things slowly.
The naan pit he built was popular with everyone.
Qi Guang often invited Kormu Khan, Begomu's family, Wang Yuanjun and Abram to his home to eat naan pit meat.
The days passed very quickly between the food and drink, the gatherings and separations.
December came quietly, and Khormu Khan prepared to kill the horses.
Qi Guang brought the live broadcast equipment to watch.
This month is the season for the Kazakh people to smoke meat. They will select fat and strong horses to slaughter and then process them.
The purpose is to greatly extend the shelf life of food so that it can be eaten during the long winter.
Fans in the live broadcast room couldn’t understand why the Kazakhs, who love horses like their lives, would kill horses for meat?
Qi Guang pointed the camera at Kormu Khan, and when the blood splattered, he cleverly moved the camera away.
Avoid some live broadcast risks.
Then he explained to his fans:
"The Kazakhs believe that horse meat is the cleanest compared to mutton and beef because horse meat only eats grass and drinks clean water."
"And their favorite delicacy is 'Beshbarmak,' a hot noodle soup made with chunks of boneless horse meat and hand-rolled noodles in the savory broth."
"Of course, some people question the Kazakh custom of eating horse meat, because they love horses like their lives, but eating horse meat sounds contradictory."
"But if you truly understand history, you'll find that the relationship between humans and horses is extremely complex and profound, and it can't be understood with simple logic."
"According to records, Kazakhs were the earliest horse trainers in the world. People in northern Kazakhstan began raising, riding and training horses as early as 5,500 years ago."
"People ride horses and herd livestock, living a life of hardship and shelter on the vast grasslands. This nomadic lifestyle determines their diet, and horse meat and mutton are the best and irreplaceable energy sources they can find."
"For Kazakhs, the horse is a sacred animal, a symbol of freedom and purity. But they eat horse meat, and there is no contradiction between the two."
"They strictly categorize horses into different types and treat them differently."
"There are horse breeds specifically raised for food, and they will never eat racehorses. They will never easily slaughter horses they love."
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