Chapter 32 The Yangyang nameplate is done!
The horn bow in Qi Guang's hand is extremely rare and extraordinary just by looking at its material.
The comment "The sky is high and the clouds are light" was not nonsense, probably because he saw the material used for the bow.
The most intuitive materials are white buffalo horn and black mulberry wood, which are extremely precious.
And the material used to make the bowstring...
Qi Guang touched it with his hand and came to a conclusion -
Carbon fiber.
The collision of modern technology and ancient wisdom will only bring out its maximum effectiveness!
Qi Guang really wanted to try this bow, but the quiver given by the system only contained ten arrows and a bow and arrow making diagram.
"Tsk, attentive but not quite thorough!"
Qi Guang was quietly complaining about the system, but netizens in the live broadcast room knew nothing about it and were still discussing Qi Guang's bow in full swing.
Now more and more people like archery as a sport, which naturally arouses heated discussions among many enthusiasts.
Qi Guang carefully put the bow away again.
When I went out again, the sunset had already dominated the entire grassland.
By the way, I'm a little hungry.
Qi Guang was thinking about how to solve the dinner problem when he looked up and saw Khormu Khan riding a horse and driving cattle and sheep back.
“Uncle!!”
Khormu Khan waved at Qi Guang, stopped in front of his yurt, and said with concern:
"Xiao Guang, have you eaten?"
Qi Guang shook his head quickly.
"Let's go! Let's go eat at uncle's place!"
"Okay!"
Qi Guang was waiting for Khormu Khan to say this!
When he arrived at Kormu Khan's yurt, Qi Guang smelled the aroma before he even saw the appearance!
The pot was bubbling, and milky white soup splashed out from the bursting bubbles, revealing the secret of the connection between the dried meat and the fresh beef.
The fragrance fills the house, whetting your appetite!
"What a coincidence! I just finished talking about one of the methods for making air-dried meat today, and uncle made a pot of this tonight!"
Judging from the time, most of the fans in the live broadcast room are on their way home from get off work.
Dinner probably hasn't been settled yet.
This scene stimulates both the eyes and the taste buds!!
Qi Guang scooped a bowl of delicious broth and said directly to the camera:
"Come on, fans, eat first!"
[I suggest bloggers start a food live broadcast called "Shaha on the tip of the tongue~"]
[Is the host trying to get me to flood the subway station? I'm already drooling...]
[Raising a sheep: I can’t avoid it at mealtime, and I can’t avoid it at night~~]
Qi Guang laughed at the screen, and then started eating with relish.
When Kormu Khan saw Qi Guang like this, he couldn't stop smiling.
"Is it delicious? Eat more!"
The uncle's expression was as if he was looking at his long-lost son. He was so kind that even the scars on his face seemed pleasing to the eye.
Qi Guang stuffed his mouth with meat, but he still praised it: "It's really delicious!"
Suddenly, Kormu Khan saw the scratches on Qi Guang's arm, and his face showed worry:
"Kid, why are you injured today?"
It’s no wonder Kormu Khan said that. After all, Qi Guang has encountered thrilling things quite frequently in the past few days since he returned to the grassland.
"Hey, I met a little golden eagle today. It snatched the dried meat from my hand and ate it!"
"It's okay, uncle, it's just a minor injury, don't worry."
Seeing Qi Guang's understatement, Kormu Khan didn't say anything more even though he wanted to nag a few more words.
"My son is most afraid of other people's sudden concern."
Qi Shengli's words suddenly rang in Kormu Khan's ears.
Yes, that's the tone Seungri used when he mentioned Xiaoguang—
Don't give Xiaoguang too much care, he will feel invisible pressure.
Although Kormuhan didn't understand, shouldn't the care from family and friends be the most precious thing in the world?
Why does Xiaoguang feel stressed?
But since Qi Shengli had given the instructions, Khormu Khan had only to do as he was told.
"Uncle, what are you thinking about? The soup is getting cold."
Qi Guang added some hot soup to Khormu Khan's bowl:
"Uncle, you can't be in a daze while eating."
"Why?"
"Because when the belly is full, the head will not be empty."
"ha?"
Uncle Khormuhan laughed, took a big gulp of soup, and then said, "Although this is the second time I've heard this, I still don't quite understand the meaning behind it."
Qi Guang understood it instantly. Who else but Qi Shengli could have said this to Khormu Khan for the first time?
He always says things that make no sense at first, and then seem illogical when you think about them again, but when you think about them carefully, they still make sense.
This is what Qi Shengli would say when he was a child, when he was daydreaming while eating, and he would often point his index finger at his head and say this.
Qi Guang actually used it on Uncle Kormu Khan without realizing it.
Sure enough, repeated emphasis is to deepen the impression.
"Uncle, do you want more rice?"
The old and the young finished their dinner in a warm atmosphere.
Qi Guang cleaned up and washed the dishes, then hurriedly took out a roll of cowhide and asked Khormu Khan:
"Uncle, do you have any scissors at home?"
Kormu Khan turned around, took out a pair of scissors from the cabinet and handed them to Qi Guang.
Although the barrage of comments in the live broadcast room was still scrolling, it was not as intense as before.
[Anchor, are you planning to do some needlework?]
【Little brother is going to sew clothes? 】
[The anchor even knows needlework? I'm really surprised!]
Qi Guang waved his hand and said, "I'm preparing to make nameplates for the sheep."
After saying that, he took out a bundle of straw ropes he found in his yurt and started to cut the cowhide.
Then open the mini program backend and record them one by one.
The names given to Yangyang by fans were written on the cowhide with a marker.
Then use a scraper to carefully scrape out a small cross on the cowhide nameplate, and then pass a straw rope through it, and a simple and sturdy nameplate is ready.
"Xiao Guangguang—raised a sheep."
Qi Guang was very careful. He wrote the name of the adopted sheep on the front and the fan's name on the back, so that it is easier to distinguish.
"Cyber Sheep - the little mouse on the prairie."
"A master of the flop - the cow and the horse are not bad."
"Uchiko Wave - the sky is high and the clouds are light."
......
In this way, Qi Guang took less than an hour to finish making nameplates for the thirteen sheep.
[They say serious men are the most handsome. Just looking at the host's face, I thought he was studying...]
[Alas, the poor sheep-less creature passed by~~~]
[Tian Gao Yun Dan: Hey, please write my Yangyang's name more beautifully. ]
[Hiss, my little brother's handwriting reflects his personality, so elegant.]
I never thought that a grown man like me would be so enthusiastic about raising sheep!
[Hahaha, is it okay for a macho man to sniff the roses? ]
Qi Guang was already holding the nameplate and went to the sheep pen with Kormu Khan to put the nameplate on the sheep.
It was not yet completely dark outside, but some of the sheep had already fallen asleep.
Qi Guang and Kormuhan used flashlights to put name tags on the sheep while counting the number of sheep, not missing a single one.
After taking pictures of Yangyang, Qi Guang uploaded them one by one to the backstage.
Seeing that the battery of the live broadcast equipment was about to run out, Qi Guang said goodbye to his fans.
Accompanied by the moonlight, I returned to my yurt.
As soon as I entered the door, a little thing rushed towards me!
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