Chapter 48: 48 welcome horse milk

The elders of the Jugachi tribe were shaking and trembling.

He was so old that he could barely stand.

But his mind was still clear.

You have done well to save my great-grandson Ayesha and this village.

and asked for a handshake. His hands are strong.

They used to be able to shoot a bow a mile away.

But I'm more interested in what the elder said.

Are you the great-grandson of the Jugachi chief?

When asked by Ayesha, she laughed, "Heh, actually," she laughed.

But," he corrects her, "the chief has 28 children, 92 grandchildren, and too many great-grandchildren to count.

The chief has 28 children, 92 grandchildren, and too many great-grandchildren to count...

It's no exaggeration to say that most of this village is related.

This is a terrible chief. Then the chief said, "Well, it's still the same as a pretty great-grandson.

Well, that doesn't make a pretty great-grandson. I'm really glad you helped me. I've arranged a modest feast for you. Enjoy.

Pop Pop, the chief claps his hands, and women in beautiful traditional costumes come over.

They're older than Ayesha. They look like their mother's generation.

They hold a bottle of horse milk wine in their hands.

They say our guest drinks it in gulps.

As an adult, I can drink, but not that much.

But it would be rude to say no, so I go. It was like a burning sensation in my throat and stomach.

Luna Maria said no for religious reasons.

A priestess of the earth mother goddess says she must not indulge in pleasure.

Leah says, "You're such a prude," and takes a swig of horse milk wine. That's a pretty good drink.

After all three of us have our welcome drinks, the party begins.

A circle is formed around us.

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The party begins around a bonfire and the clamor goes on.

Lunamaría can't drink horse milk, but she does drink loca tea, a special kind of steppe tea with goat's milk.

The tea is full of sugar and butter, and "it's sweet and delicious," she said, relaxing her cheeks.

I had a sip of it myself, and the unique aroma and gentle taste was addictive.

I thought this was better than horse milk wine, so I switched to Roca tea from the second cup.

In the steppe culture, people respect those who are good at drinking, but they do not seem to force their guests to drink, so the switch to Roca-cha was not a problem for me.

It's more like a girl who drinks like a wombat.

Even the best drinker in Jukachi Village can't help but say, "I can't even get drunk like this.

I'd like to be able to drink well someday, but I don't want to be like her, I thought as I watched the woman who was drinking heavily.

Lunamaría seems to have had a similar thought and laughs bitterly. While observing the amount of alcohol each of them had consumed, the dishes arrived one after another.

Each one smells delicious.

"A feast for the prairie people.

ayesha to serve with a grin. Explaining the food.

This is lamb stewed with tomatoes. Chili pepper accents. This is minced lamb bun. It's juicy. The hamburger steak is also good.

There is a lot of meat. The hamburger steak is served with a horsemeat hamburger steak, which I was convinced is a nomadic herder's way of life.

The juices of the meat spread in your mouth. It's horse meat, so it's refreshing.

Even Lunamaria, who usually eats poorly, agrees that this is delicious.

This is wonderful. I use spices and sauces to remove the smell.

And was asking how to make it. He wanted to treat me to some of his adventures.

Ayesha is kind enough to teach me, but minced horse meat is the only thing I can't seem to imitate.

Minced horse meat is made by placing the meat on the horse's saddle and shaking it while riding. This is exactly how nomadic people prepare their meat.

When I'm satisfied, Leah says, "I don't have a big ass, so it's impossible. I don't hear that, but I ignore it.

While we are enjoying the full nomadic course, a young man made of horse milk wine begins to dance.

It was a simple, unadorned dance, passed down from generation to generation of nomads.

As the nomads clapped their hands, we enjoyed the food and dance until late into the night.

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