The old version of the tour introduction said "Beautiful and generous Miao girl" and so on. The new version of the tour also added "Handsome and cheerful Miao boy" and so on. However, there were not many young people I met along the way.
Among the several folk song and dance performance teams, most of the actors are uncles and aunts.
The river turned a bend, and a pier was exposed near the mountain and the water. There were stone steps climbing up, and I saw the destination Goutan Miao Village. Two boats had just docked, and there were a group of old cadres wearing little red hats.
A lot of decent people walked into the village.
When the tourists got off the boat, they met villagers from the Miao village blocking the way to welcome guests on the stone steps of the pier. Why did the welcome block the way? Because they had wine in their hands, home-brewed rice wine, which is said to symbolize the enthusiasm of the Miao village people.
The custom of hospitality.
Traditionally, this custom does exist. The Miao village is located deep in the mountains and has inconvenient transportation. There are very few guests on weekdays. Whether they are merchants or messengers, they will be very welcome when they come to the village. The villagers will bring home-brewed wine to welcome guests.
The enthusiasm is irresistible, and guests who don't drink well may get drunk on the road.
Today, this place has become a fixed attraction on the travel route, and the welcome drink has become a fixed tourist program. There are not too few guests but an endless stream every day. The tour guide reminds everyone on the boat that the tour fee does not include alcohol.
You have to pay for yourself. Someone exclaimed: "You still need money for drinking? Isn't it said that the Miao village is so hospitable that they block the road to deliver alcohol?"
The tourists laughed dumbly on the sidelines. Everything has its limits and one needs to understand the situation. So many tourists visit Miao Village every day. If they follow the old rules and everyone has to block the road to deliver wine, who can afford it?
The tour guide explained the rules of drinking. Before entering the village, you have to go through nine passes, that is, nine roadblocks. If you really don’t want to drink, you can drink welcome tea. Originally, there was only wine in the village, but later we added welcome tea to take care of tourists who cannot drink.
Tea. But as long as you are stopped and you take the wine, you have to drink it, take a big sip or sip it casually. You can definitely not drink it, but you will be looked down upon by the Miao people.
As for the price of the drink, you can feel free to pay it. If you really don’t want to pay it, you can just not pay it. But, are you embarrassed not to pay it?
The tour guide said that the boat docked at this point, and everyone got off the boat and climbed up the stairs laughing and joking. No matter how many villagers were setting out to bar the way with wine, there were not as many tourists as there were. A large group had just arrived, and most of the villagers were blocking the senior cadres from above, so they were blocking the way from below.
There were not many people greeting the guests, so it was certainly not possible to stop them all. Seeing the situation, Yu Fang felt at ease and planned to use his skills to quickly pass through and catch up with the group in front to see if Master was among them.
Seeing that there were not many villagers blocking the way, some tourists also wanted to hide, especially some lesbians, but other tourists did not hide and deliberately came over to ask for a drink. Almost all the young men got together with the uncle who was talking on the boat just now.
The place. You Fang glanced at it curiously, and couldn't help but want to laugh. It turned out that he finally saw a beautiful woman.
They surrounded a Miao girl. Her batik blue shirt could not conceal her graceful charm, and she wore floral silver ornaments on her head. Her bright eyes and white teeth reflected the beauty of the Miao landscape as she gazed at her. Her face was red in the sun, and there was fine sweat on the tip of her nose.
The complexion reveals youthful and healthy beauty.
You Fang just glanced at it and wanted to go around it. However, before he could speed up, he felt that his way was blocked by someone. He looked up and saw that it was the girl who was in the crowd just now. He ate slightly.
I was surprised. I didn't expect to meet Huijiazi here. This girl flashed out from the crowd and stood firmly on the stone steps in front of her. She didn't spill a drop of the wine in her hand. Her body and footwork were very good.
good!
"Foreigners, why do you have to go around when we welcome guests with wine?" The Miao girl said with a slightly tigerish face and a look of hesitation in her eyes, and handed over an ox horn filled with rice wine. The Miao village is very famous for the ox horn filled with rice wine.
The standard courtesy represents the most holy friendship, but the girl's expression was a little unhappy.
A group of old men and women passed by just now. The girl took the wine and did not make any trouble for the old people. Among the people who came up in the boat, there was only one handsome guy who was pleasing to the eye. Judging from his appearance, he was quite good-looking. The girl took her eyes on him at a glance.
Who should he block?
The girl in front of him is beautiful and good at martial arts. If you can't avoid the wine, you might as well drink it. Seeing her sullen face and looking a little angry, You Fang couldn't help but think of Xie Xiaoxian. Oh, just for this thought, let's do it.
!You Fang took the horn and drank it in one gulp. The rice wine tasted sweet but refreshing, and it was delicious.
After drinking the rice wine, you returned the horns to the girl. You Fang was about to pay for the wine when he heard someone applauding. He looked up and saw that it was the Miao villagers who were blocking the road, cheering for him. The girl smiled, showing her white teeth, and turned around with the horns.
He ran to the top of the stone steps instead of standing there waiting for him to pay for the drink.
At this time, the tour guide came over and patted You Fang on the shoulder and said, "Handsome guy, even if the girl is pretty, you still have to take it easy. I wish you good luck!" Her tone sounded a little gloating.
You Fang stepped forward and continued to move forward. At the second pass above, he was stopped by several Miao villagers. The girl in the middle was the girl who smiled and handed over another horn filled with rice wine. The tour guide stood at You Fang.
Someone beside him whispered: "Handsome guy, you have to do it!"
Let's do it. The alcohol content of this rice wine is not high, and it's nothing to Yu Fang's drinking capacity. So he drank it all in one gulp, only to hear cheers coming from up and down the long steps, even more enthusiastic than before. Before he could finish it,
When the horn was handed back, the girl had already reached out and snatched it away, turned around and ran upwards with a smile.
Not far away, it was the same scene again, a group of Miao villagers blocked the road, and the girl handed over an ox horn. You Fang did not refuse, secretly thinking that he would do it three times in a row. This was also the rule at the Han family's wine table.
After finishing the drink, there were thunderous cheers from left to right, and everyone was attracted by the scene here. Even the tourists who came together clapped and cheered.
The girl grabbed the horns with her hands and ran to the next level. You Fang asked the tour guide beside her in a low voice: "Director Shen, how much should I pay for the wine? It must not be less, right? Let me ask you clearly, don't make people laugh.
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You Fang understands that this scene can be a way to tease tourists to pay. Although he understands in his heart, it doesn't matter. This is the threshold technique of Jianghu. Sometimes you will still pay with a smile even though you know there is a threshold. An old Jianghu like You Fang
, there are also times when you are not playing tricks, and you are very relaxed. Otherwise, how tired would you be all day long?
Unexpectedly, the tour guide laughed: "Who has the nerve to charge you money? You can't even give it to them. They are waiting to see if you can walk through the village gate on your own!"
You Fang was slightly surprised: "What do you mean?"
Tour guide: "The rules of the Miao village are that you must drink the wine after you take it. You can drink as much as you like, but as long as you dry the first horn, you must dry all the following horns, otherwise they will not let you enter the village gate.
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You Fang weighed it in his mind and was shocked. The wine from one horn was at least eight taels. How much would it take to make nine bottles in a row? Although the alcohol content of this home-brewed rice wine is not high, it is still compared to white wine, and its wine
The wind was blowing hard, they were standing on the long steps by the river, and there was a continuous breeze blowing. Not to mention how much they drank, even their stomachs couldn't bear it.
He quickly asked: "Director Shen, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Tour guide Shen covered his mouth and smiled: "How could I have imagined that? Such a big horn, you can eat it in one bite! I have been leading this route for two years, and I have never seen anyone who can drink nine bulls in a row and enter the village.
I also want to see the excitement."
When he looked up, sure enough, the girl was already waiting for him among a group of Miao people with a bottle of horn rice wine in hand. You Fang involuntarily slowed down and asked the tour guide in a low voice: "Is this roadside wine always served by one person?
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Tour Guide Shen: "That's not true. Usually we block the road in batches, but this girl is obviously competing with you. She wants to stop you all by herself. Who told you to drink all the other people's wine?"
You Fang frowned: "If you don't want to drink, what can you do?"
Tour Guide Shen: "There is only one way. If you are drunk, let someone carry you in halfway, even if you are pretending to be drunk." After thinking about it, he joked again: "Handsome guy, be careful of being carried home!"
You Fang had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue on. There was also a time when Lao Jianghu accidentally stepped on a threshold, although this threshold was not that threshold. When he came to the girl, he took the horn again and drank it down. The scene became lively after that.
, the people below came up, and the people above came down, they all wanted to follow You Fang to see how he walked into the village gate, and the fellow tourists also followed behind You Fang.
When You Fang led the crowd up the steps, he felt a bit grand. He did not catch up with the master in front of the village gate, but he was surrounded by people.
Today, the little wanderer let go of his drinking and belly. He also secretly loosened two buttonholes of his belt and fucked the nine horns steadily without even spilling a drop of wine. The onlookers applauded and cheered at first, but then they became
He exclaimed repeatedly. After drinking the last horn, You Fang's face turned red and sweat appeared on his forehead. After handing back the horn, he waved his hand and said loudly: "Boss, check out!"
Is this drunken talk? There was a burst of laughter from the onlookers. The Miao girl glared at him fiercely, but her face suddenly turned red and she whispered: "Brother, come to the village quickly, don't stand by the river blowing the wind!"
…My name is Watermark.” Then he turned around and ran away.
The tour guide has been following You Fang, as if he is ready to lend a hand at any time, but You Fang is walking very steadily with his hands behind his back. Entering the Miao Village, looking at the surrounding mountains in the distance, there are clouds of talk.
, under the sun, this valley seems to be out of the world. However, the nearby Miao wooden houses are scattered in an orderly manner, the fishing nets drying in front of the houses, the native dogs taking a nap under the fishing nets, and the rising smoke from the village are full of the breath of human life.
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After admiring the Miao village customs all the way to the open area on the top of the mountain, the tour guide announced that it is free time. Lunch is at your own expense. Visitors can taste ethnic Chinese food by themselves. After the meal, they can watch ethnic song and dance performances here and feel the rich Miao customs, as well as the Lusheng instrument.
There are performances such as stepping on the hall, carrying the bride, foot-stepping courtship dance, bamboo pole dance, and ethnic unity dance.
There is a Miao-style restaurant on the top of the mountain, and there is a performance stage opposite the restaurant. There are many barbecue stalls arranged in an arc around the small square in front of the dance hall, selling various kinds of kebabs, all of which are fish and shrimp brought by the villagers in Beijiang.
Most of the owners are women from the village, and some even bring their children to help. They are not like ordinary market stall owners in scenic spots, shouting and soliciting customers. Some people walk up to the stalls, just raise their heads and smile shyly.
You Fang drank a lot of rice wine and didn't eat in the restaurant at noon. He grilled a few skewers of fish and shrimp around the square to taste with food. He found that he was very welcome and treated well here, and people were yelling at him wherever he went.
He smiled enthusiastically and nodded. When he stopped in front of the barbecue stall, the lady who set up the stall smiled and handed him a bunch of grilled river shrimps and asked him to try it first. It seemed that the wine he drank before entering the village was really not in vain.
Why did You Fang have the nerve to eat the Miao village aunt's food for free? After eating the grilled shrimps, he bought a few skewers of grilled fish, specifically choosing the most expensive ones. Then he changed stalls and had the same experience, so he was full.
I walked around the square but found no trace of Master. I couldn't help but wonder. Could it be that I had made a mistake and the old man didn't come?
When the tourists finished lunch one after another, the sound of the reed sounded on the top of the mountain, and the national song and dance performance began. The Miao brothers and Miao girls first performed the Lusheng dance. While watching the performance, tourists paid attention to the surrounding audience, including the veteran cadres wearing little red hats.
There were quite a few, gathered at the front, but Master was not among them. He felt a little anxious, so he left the square and went to the restroom in the restaurant.
After drinking so much wine, can he not feel anxious? He had already gone to the convenience store twice in one noon.
After coming out of the restaurant, he walked slowly back to the stage along the barbecue stalls on the edge of the square. Yu Fang suddenly felt that someone was watching him secretly! The feeling was very strong. The other party must be a master, but there was no such thing.
Feeling the dangerous aggression, You Fang guessed in a flash that the master was coming, and immediately turned around to look.
Just like that, a "hidden weapon" suddenly struck from a distance.
The Lusheng and Dance performance on the stage has ended, and next is the "Carrying the Bride" program that interacts with tourists. There is a Miao girl dressed as a "bride", holding a red hydrangea and throwing it to the audience. The stage ends
There are a group of veteran cadres in front, so you can't hit them with hydrangeas, right? Behind you, there are many young men standing on tiptoes, eager to grab the hydrangeas.
The "bride" threw the hydrangea high and far, even with the sound of strong wind, passed the crowd quickly and quickly, and went straight to the traveler. If the little traveler could be hit by this "hidden weapon"
It's not fair to call him a master. He sensed the hydrangea as soon as it was released. He turned around and saw the hydrangea flying towards him, but he couldn't dodge it.
To his left was a smoking barbecue stall, and to his right stood an old man with two old ladies behind him. It was inappropriate to bump into anyone. You Fang is a person who has blocked bullets, how can he be afraid of this? A master like him has a certain
It is a natural reaction to stress. When someone hits you with something, you subconsciously want to avoid or block it. What's more, if the object comes with internal force, you will immediately use your consciousness to block it in the air.
However, he did not block it. Suddenly, spiritual thoughts came and entangled him. It was like a physical force attached to a hydrangea. It penetrated the obstruction of spiritual consciousness and hit it in front of his eyes. You Fang cursed in his heart: "Master, you are so old and dishonest.
Yes, you are making such a joke with your apprentice without showing up!"