Chapter 520: Hunting failure

At this time, he realized that Someigaowa had not eaten, so he said, "You haven't eaten yet. I should have left one more portion to eat with you just now."

Someigaowa quickly shook his head and said, "No, I... how can I deserve to eat with you? Little Prince, I'm going out to eat by myself. Do you have any other instructions?"

Zhang Haotian nodded and said, "Yes." He pointed to the various items offered by the tribe members in the tent and said, "Do you know whose family these things belong to?"

Someigowa went to take a look and said quickly: "This watermelon gin wine pot belongs to Grandpa Jige's house, this silver knife belongs to Grandpa Budejiang's house, and this agate saddle belongs to Grandpa Yiyang's house..."

There were not many people in the valley. Someigaowa grew up here since she was a child, so of course she was very familiar with the situation inside. Zhang Haotian did not ask her to continue talking, but waved her to stop her and said, "Go and return these things to their master."

Someigaowa was stunned and said, "Give it back to them, little prince, but this is what everyone gave it to you. The rules of our Tatarot tribe, you should give it to the person you respect most if you have any good things at home. Now they give it to you, you are the owner of these things, and there is no need to give it back."

Zhang Haotian smiled slightly and said, "Somegaowa, I don't need these. Since it is something that everyone loves, I will return it to everyone. What I need is a happy life for all the people in the Tatarot tribe, not these items. Do you understand?"

Someigaowa nodded in a slight sense of understanding, but still walked out. After a while, she heard the sound of a carriage. She brought two men in, bowed to Zhang Haotian and asked, and then started moving the items out.

Zhang Haotian ignored her and lay on the table and wrote Mongolian characters with a pen. From the time he entered Inner Mongolia, he secretly figured out Mongolian language from the Mongolians' speaking movements. Last night, Wu Enqi also taught him the key points. Although Mongolian and Chinese have different language systems and do not have much similarities, Mongolian language has one characteristic, which is that they use few words and are just a little over and over again. In fact, it is far easier to learn to express simple meanings.

It was not until two hours later that Someigaowa came back to report to Zhang Haotian that he had already returned all the things to the original owner, and Zhang Haotian asked her to sit next to him and asked her about Mongolian language. Someigaowa was naturally teaching with all his heart.

It was late at night. Zhang Haotian was full of energy and was in high spirits to learn Mongolian language. He was not sleepy. However, when he saw that Someigaowa's beautiful face had already appeared tired, he stood up and said, "Somegaowa, let's do it today. You go out first, and I'll ask you tomorrow."

Unexpectedly, when Someigaowa heard this, he looked surprised and said, "Go out, little prince, didn't Sister Saihan tell you that I am here to serve you, your servant, so I live here to fold your quilt and dress you."

Zhang Haotian was revenge in his heart, and his desire was suppressed by hatred. He had no evil thoughts in his heart. He thought that there was someone by his side, so he stopped insisting, but said, "Okay, you'll sleep here with a floor."

As he said that, he pointed to the right side of the tent. The place where he slept was the large shop left by Wu Enqi. On the left was the tableware and the right was empty, so he could lay another floor.

Someigaowa nodded and walked out of the tent. After a while, when he came back, he did not hold the quilt on the floor, but held a golden basin with half a basin of clear water and a towel.

Seeing Someigaowa reaching out to twist the towel, Zhang Haotian took the lead and took the towel up, twisted the water, raised his head, opened his mouth, swallowed all the wrinkled water into his belly, and then wiped it hurriedly on his face, then said to Someigaowa: "You return the remaining water. From now on, I will only wash my face once every morning. Don't use too much water, just wet the towel."

Someigaowa listened to his words, looked at his handsome and mighty appearance, bit his lip, and finally couldn't help it, saying, "Little... Little Prince, actually... you don't need this. Although our tribe is short of water now, the leader above the Etu has a noble status and can be used more. My sister can take a bath once every three days. You are the little prince now. After two days, you will be our prince. Everyone can use less water and you can use it as you like."

Zhang Haotian had known that Mongolians were very particular about status and status, and the lives of nobles and civilians were very different. He looked at Someigaowa and smiled slightly and said, "You have nothing to eat with me, the prince, and you can't drink enough water, let alone take a bath every three days. Are you very disappointed?"

Upon hearing this, Someigaowa quickly shook his head vigorously and said, "No, I don't, really, don't, look... Seeing that there is not enough water for the tribe to drink, I was also very anxious. As long as I'm not thirsty, I also quietly said to my sister, but my sister said that this was what the Great Shaman asked, and the Great Shaman himself also took a bath every three or four days. When I came today, my sister asked me to take a shower and change clothes and gave me two buckets of water, but I couldn't bear it, so I only used one bucket, little prince, like you... people like you should be clean."

Listening to Someigaowa's words, he felt that she was simpler. Zhang Haotian laughed and patted her head and said, "I am a little prince, but I'm different from what you imagined. If I really don't have water, I can rub my body with sand, but if you think it smells bad, you can stay away."

When Zhang Haotian and Someigaowa were together, they always looked very powerful. Someigaowa was even a little afraid of him, but now when he saw him laughing like this, and he became interesting when he spoke. His eyes lit up in his eyes and said with a smile: "I don't know, little prince, if you rub your body with sand, then I will accompany you too. Wouldn't the taste of the two of us be the same?"

Seeing Someigaowa's expression and tone become lively, Zhang Haotian said: "Somegaowa, how old are you this year?"

Someigova immediately said: "I was only sixteen last month."

Zhang Haotian was stunned when he heard this. Someigaowa's figure had grown. Although it was not as plump as ordinary Mongolian women, his breasts were tall and undoubtedly developed very well. He thought she was at least eighteen or nineteen years old, but he didn't expect that she had just turned sixteen, so he couldn't help saying, "Oh, so young."

Someigaowa said with some dissatisfaction: "What a little girl? I have a good sister named Aguli. She is one year younger than me and has given birth to a child."

Zhang Haotian immediately remained silent when he heard this. The Mongolian girls who grew up eating beef, mutton, and drinking milk were more developed than Han girls. It was too early to give birth to a child at the age of fifteen. However, for the Tatarot tribe, which consumed severely, had fewer and fewer people, and was eager to replenish fresh blood, it was also a need for survival. The burden on him was really heavy. In the past, although he had the ideal of unifying the northern and southern underworlds to establish his own underground order, it was just an ideal. If it didn't work, it would be left to fate. But now, avenging his parents and his tribesmen and causing the Tatarot tribe to rise again has become a mission that he must complete. He must never lose, nor can he lose again.

Seeing Zhang Haotian laughing just now, he became silent at this moment, and Someigaowa was also a little at a loss.

When Zhang Haotian glanced at Someigaowa's expression, he sighed in his heart. He knew that he was under too much pressure and became a little moody. He quickly controlled himself. Seeing that the bedding was clean, he ordered Someigaowa to bring water that could wash his feet, as long as it was not too dirty.

Someigaowa was about to go out when he heard the sound of "woof" ox horns coming from the front of the valley. Zhang Haotian immediately said: "What does bragging about now mean?"

Someigowa listened, but his face showed joy and said, "It was Idler and the others who came back from hunting. I don't know what they got, but we will be able to get it soon. It would be great if we could grab fruits and vegetables. My brother Qirimai also went with Idler, and our family would definitely be able to get more. Today, my mother is still saying that she hasn't eaten food for more than half a year."

Zhang Haotian was also happy and said, "Okay, take me there quickly."

Someigaowa agreed and walked out of the yurt with him. Zhang Haotian's "good temper" was tied outside. He untied the rope, turned over the horse, pulled Someigaowa up, sat in front of him, and pointed at him towards the entrance of the valley.

After passing through dense yurts, I arrived at the entrance of the valley not long after. I saw a beating bonfire on both sides. Some men riding horses were slowly entering. Irede, who was known as the "battle sword", fought and led the crowd back.

Zhang Haotian rode his horse to the nearest of those people. What caught his eye was a group of listless and dejected men riding on horseback. Many of them had blood on their bodies, obviously they were hung with colors, and they did not come back with any spoils on their horses.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Haotian's heart suddenly sank. There was no need to ask, and he knew that Illard went out to "hunting" this time not only failed, but also was injured by the "prey". He just didn't know how much the loss was.

Somegaowa also saw that something was wrong, and her body was trembling slightly. Zhang Haotian understood that the Tatarot tribes in the valley could not grow and raise herds, and could only survive by plundering the hunting troops. The failure of the hunting troops meant that the people in the valley were short of water, but Somegaowa was worried that there was naturally the brother Qi Rimai who went on the expedition this time.

He kept looking around, and when the team was halfway in, he finally heard Someigaowa shouting, then jumped off the horse and ran towards a tough and bearded man. Zhang Haotian knew at this time that the Mongolians like to wear beards and look old, but this man was at least in his thirties and should be the brothers of Saihan and Someigaowa.

The bearded man saw Somegova running over and jumped off the horse. He was obviously not injured, but his expression was very depressed while talking to his sister.

Zhang Haotian was looking at the team, guessing who would be the "Battle Knife" Idler, when he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him. When he looked back, he saw that Wu Enqi was already riding his big dark horse and following him with a few.

At this moment, a white horse ran out of the group of soldiers who came back and came to Wu Enqi. The white horse immediately jumped off a tall and burly middle-aged man with a curly beard, dark skin, and bowed to Wu Enqi's chest and said something.

This person is undoubtedly Idler. Zhang Haotian looked at Wu Enqi's face becoming more and more serious, and he knew that this time he went out to hunt, the losses must be very serious.

After a while, Uenqi pointed at him and spoke, naturally telling him his identity to Idler.

Idler's face indeed showed surprise and excitement, and he strode to him, and bowed.

Zhang Haotian jumped off the horse and helped Idler up. Only then did he realize that he was actually one scalp taller than him. He should be about 1.90 meters tall, with thick arms and wide shoulders, just like an iron tower. He was really a mighty man.
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