When the Mongolians eat mutton, there was a clear difference when slaughtering sheep. When the Mongolians killed sheep, they pinched the sheep's throat with their hands, so that the blood was blocked in the chest. After the slaughtered sheep was removed from the head, tail and limbs, there was also a lot of blood in the meat. It took very little time to cook and no seasoning was added. The mutton from Tibetans was bought or exchanged for fat sheep. After careful cutting and cooking, the seasoning was only salt and green onions, but in terms of taste, it gave outsiders the feeling that Tibetan mutton was slightly easier to taste.

"Handsome guy, what is the most famous snack in Tibet?" Wang Xiaobin looked at the chopped mutton and didn't know what to say, because Wang Xiaobin belongs to the southerners. In the south, sheep are relatively rare animals. Because few people in the south can adapt to the smell of mutton, Wang Xiaobin wanted to ask what else can be eaten.

However, Wang Xiaobin's question was obviously too obscure. Jijiao Dawaweise did not understand the true meaning of Wang Xiaobin's words, but began to explain to Wang Xiaobin the real Tibetan specialty snacks.

"Enema, barley wine and butter tea, beef and mutton grab meat, cold yak tongue, buns, tsampa, various pastries, as well as sweet tea, milk tea, yogurt, grilled sausage, air-dried meat, Sharp green meat sausage, etc. Of course, brother Xiaobin, you have a good taste, the best mutton is placed in front of you." Jijiao Dawaweise laughed and was talking here. The mutton chase in the pot was already a little white. Jijiao Dawaweise quickly took a big clip and picked the best one and put it on the plate in front of Wang Xiaobin.

"Okay." Wang Xiaobin nodded quickly. Because Wang Xiaobin saw on the plane to Tibet that Tibetans like generous friends the most. If the other party's kindness is rejected, the other party will not regard you as a friend, so he stretched out his hand very much and grabbed the lamb leg the size of a chicken, but he just didn't know where to get it.

"Give you this, use this cut meat dipped in salt to eat it." Jijiao Dawaweise handed his little dagger to Wang Xiaobin and said.

"Ah? This is not very good! I'll eat it like this." Wang Xiaobin hurriedly refuted. The area guide on the plane was very clear. The Tibetan portable dagger is a symbol of honor and identity, and even relatives are not allowed to move around. If tourists move the Tibetan portable dagger, it is like attacking the other party directly, so Wang Xiaobin dared not take it.

"Haha! It's okay, take it, don't be polite." Jijiao Dawaweise stuffed the dagger with her in his hand into Wang Xiaobin. Now, Wang Xiaobin can't help but refuse.

"Thank you, handsome guy, haha! Is this mutton?" Wang Xiaobin thanked repeatedly. If he refuses this way, he will really feel sorry for him. But after cutting a small piece of mutton and putting it in his mouth with salt, Wang Xiaobin suddenly asked.

"Haha! Is it very tender and smooth and mutton smell?" Jijiao Dawawei smiled and retrieved the dagger, cut off a piece of mutton, and handed it to Wang Xiaobin and asked.

"Yes!" Wang Lianlian nodded. The mutton has a very unique smell of mutton. Especially the mutton boiled with shabu and white water, the smell of mutton is amazing. Even people from Northeast China who can tolerate the smell of mutton are hard to say that they are used to eating.

"Haha! This is my exclusive special mutton. Do you want to learn it? Teach it to you." Jijiao-Dawawise asked with a smile.

"Of course I want to learn. I can make this for my family when I go back when I have nothing to do." Wang Xiaobin nodded quickly and said, if Wang Xiaobin is best at traditional Chinese medicine, then his favorite thing is cooking. Seeing ordinary ingredients become delicious dishes that everyone praises, it is a very fulfilling thing.

"Haha! Actually, it's very simple. Use our Tibetan medicine travertine and grass fruit, dried and ground into powder, then marinated with barley wine for a day. In this way, the mutton smell will be removed. And the advantage is that the meat is very tender, and the taste of mutton is particularly delicious. More importantly, it can also lower blood lipids." Jijiao-Dawaweise explained the production process to Wang Xiaobin very seriously.

Wang Xiaobin listened very seriously at first, but when he heard the word "Tibetan medicine", he suddenly felt a very unique feeling in his heart, "Tibetan medicine", yes! He came to Tibet and ate mutton, but he actually remembered that this very mysterious and famous type of medicine in Chinese medicine.

"Handsome brother, Tibetan doctor..." Wang Xiaobin's mouth was stuffed with mutton and wanted to speak, but he choked directly.

"Eat slowly, and say something slowly, don't worry." Jijiao Dawaweise hurriedly handed Wang Xiaobin a glass of barley wine. As a result, Wang Xiaobin drank it in one sip and choked even more.

If it were an ordinary person, it would probably cause great damage to the trachea and lungs twice in a row. Even Wang Xiaobin was choked so hard that he even had difficulty breathing.

Wang Xiaobin raised his greasy right hand, pressed the thumb of his right hand to his chest, and then punched his chest hard with his left hand.

"Puff!" Wang Xiaobin vomited out the foreign object that entered his lungs, and then took a few heavy breaths, and the very uncomfortable feeling disappeared.

"Brother Xiaobin, what method did you use just now?" This time, Jijiao Dawawei was surprised.

"The auxiliary part of acupuncture in traditional Chinese medicine - the method of cutting the pulse." Wang Xiaobin said with a smile.

"By the way, handsome guy, I heard you talk about Tibetan medicine. Do you know how to use Tibetan medicine?" Wang Xiaobin's eyes flashed with a light of seeking knowledge, and he looked at Jijiao-Dawawei a little embarrassed.

"I understand you, but I have learned it a long time ago, and I have forgotten it now." Jijiao Dawaweise said embarrassedly: "However, if you are interested in Tibetan medicine and Tibetan medicine, I can introduce you to the great lama who specializes in medicine in the Potala Palace to know you, but if someone teaches you, I won't know." Jijiao Dawaweise smiled.

"Big Lama? Didn't it mean that it is very difficult to see a big lama?" Wang Xiaobin asked strangely. The big lama is second only to the living Buddha in Tibet, and it is equivalent to the level of a deputy mayor in the local area!

"It's okay, I'll definitely see you." Jijiao Dawaweise seemed to think of the unhappy things before, and his face was a little embarrassed, but he still smiled and said.

Of course, all this cannot be hidden from Wang Xiaobin's eyes.

"Handsome guy, if it's not convenient, you don't have to take me there." Wang Xiaobin said quickly. After all, it's not what Wang Xiaobin likes. In Wang Xiaobin's eyes, people should be equal. If others ask him to do something that he doesn't want to do, he will not be willing to do.

"Haha! Brother Xiaobin, you can see that you are a good person. Let me tell you a story!" Jijiao Dawawei said to Wang Xiaobin with a smile.

"In Tibet, the status of lamas is very respected. Every newborn child is a religious believer. Before the age of sixteen, half of the children will become young lamas. Therefore, any lama is very enviable. More importantly, if a child is born in the year of the living Buddha, then he may become the next living Buddha, with status, fame, power, everything." Jijiao-Dawaweise said in a very heavy tone.

"There is a child who is already five years old and has the best memory. In this year, the previous Living Buddha promulgated the year and month of the next Living Buddha. The child happened to be born in this month. His whole family was very happy because as long as he was selected, even if he would not become a Living Buddha, he would at least be the next Lama. Unfortunately, this child was bullied everywhere after entering the Potala Palace because he was too thin. However, he still had many friends, but those friends were also weak and could not help him at all. Later, he was selected as the next Big Lama, but he was trapped in being too heartbroken about the warmth and warmth of human nature here, and finally left the Potala Palace at the age of seventeen." Jijiao Dawaweise said, finally breathing a sigh of relief here.

"Later, this kid tied up a rag, washed dishes for others, and worked hard labor for others. Finally, he saved up a lot of money and opened a small stall selling specialties. Later, when he got rich, he opened a restaurant. Haha! No need to look at me, that person is me. Because I remember that I was too thin and always laughed at me, so I kept eating when I could eat, and it turned out to be so fat." Jijiao Dawawei laughed self-deprecatingly. It seemed that he was also ridiculed when he became fat.

"Handsome guy, what's the use of being handsome? What era is it? The most important thing for men now is whether they have a brain and whether they can make money in nursing homes. I think handsome guy, you are doing well now." Wang Xiaobin comforted Jijiao-Dawawei and said.

"It's too late to lose weight now. However, you should also know that Tibet is a plateau, and it is difficult to eat vegetables. Moreover, the habit I have developed for many years is that I can no longer eat vegetables." Jijiao Dawawei smiled helplessly.

"If handsome guy has no objection, I want to use traditional Chinese acupuncture to do some absorption adjustment for you. Although you can't lose weight immediately, it can help you lose weight continuously until you are fully standard." Wang Xiaobin smiled.

"Traditional Chinese medicine? Can it work?" Jijiao Dawaweise showed a skeptical look, and then woke up and realized that he was very rude to the other party. He immediately explained: "Brother Xiaobin, it's not that I don't believe in traditional Chinese medicine. I have taken a lot of weight loss pills over the years, but I always lose dozens of pounds after diarrhea, and I gain weight in less than a month."

"Those weight loss pills are simply cheating money. The weight loss pills that rely on diarrhea to lose weight and cannot eat to lose weight actually reduce the body's nutritional intake. This can easily damage the stomach and intestines and cause absorption dysfunction, which can only be worse. The purpose of weight loss will never be achieved. The best way to lose weight is to do aerobic exercise, plus appropriate diet adjustment. The council of traditional Chinese medicine is to make internal absorption reach a normal state in advance, and then pay attention to some diet in daily life and go out for a walk appropriately." Wang Xiaobin explained with a smile. He did not think there was anything wrong with the words of Jijiao Dawaweise. After all, letting people outside use Tibetan medicine and let Tibetans use Chinese medicine, they will be suspicious. After all, the body is your own!

"That's it, let's drink first. After you have enough food, you can get it for me." Jijiao Dawawei smiled and poured Wang Xiaobin full of barley wine, then raised his glass and said.

In the past, Wang Xiaobin's alcohol tolerance was quite good. In the United States, both masters were drinking crazily and held a bottle of wine in their hands every day. Even before performing minor surgery on the patient, they had to drink a few sips. Under the influence of this environment, Wang Xiaobin often accompanied the two masters to drink until he entered the Miessby Hospital to start an internship. Although he had not drunk alcohol for several years, Wang Xiaobin's alcohol tolerance was still there.

Because I was having a happy chat, about two pounds of barley wine were poured into the stomachs of the two people. Tibetans were very generous in drinking, and they were even not allowed to Inner Mongolians. However, the wine of more than fifty degrees was not a joke. Jijiao Dawaweise finally fell on the mat and fell asleep.

Wang Xiaobin helped Jijiao Dawaweise to the bed, and then used acupuncture to help Jijiao Dawaweise to perform internal absorption and adjustment. After doing all this, Wang Xiaobin stood up and walked towards the small hotel.

"Strange, why don't you feel dizzy at all?" Wang Xiaobin felt very strange. In the past, Wang Xiaobin only had a maximum of one pound of alcohol. He didn't expect that he would not feel any when drinking more than one pound of high-alcohol today. It was as if he was not drinking high-alcohol, but beer.

Because Wang Xiaobin lost his true energy and internal energy, he could not have a clear understanding of his body. The internal vision technique, which was originally very skilled, was unable to use it because of the disappearance of internal energy and true energy. Wang Xiaobin's blood has a very poison. This highly toxic substance can differentiate away substances that are harmful to the body. Alcohol is absorbed by the stomach, but it is actually blood, and then flows along the blood to the heart and brain. People will feel drunk. The wine that Wang Xiaobin drank is completely decomposed by the poison in the blood, so he will not feel any drunkenness.

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