1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 880 Traveling Through the Night
After exchanging pleasantries, the group followed Morigen into the yurt. The warm fire inside dispelled the chill, and everyone sat together. Batel explained their purpose: "Morigen, these comrades are from out of town and want to buy some cattle and sheep from us."

The reason I said "cattle and sheep" instead of "beef and mutton" is because Batel said it was likely to snow that day, and we couldn't delay too much. If it snowed heavily, it would be difficult for the heavily laden carts to leave the pasture.

Morigen nodded, his eyes revealing simplicity and generosity: "Sure, we don't have much else on the grasslands, but we have plenty of cattle and sheep."

He looked directly at Captain Ma and asked, "How many do you want?"

Captain Ma quickly reported the number. Morigen pondered for a moment and slowly said, "The quantity is not a problem, but it's winter now, and fodder is scarce. These livestock are not easy to obtain, and there's the issue of price."

Captain Ma looked at Batel, after all, they were old friends and he could trust him.

Batel smiled and said, "They're all old acquaintances. It's not easy for them to come all this way. Just give me a fair price."

Morigen naturally noticed the weather and knew why they hadn't asked them to help with the slaughtering. He spoke and gestured earnestly and sincerely.

Batel watched his hand movements, helped translate, and occasionally glanced at Captain Ma and the others.

After some back and forth, they quickly reached an agreement.

The price was very fair. Morigen stood up and shook hands with Batel, Captain Ma, and the comrade in charge of procurement again: "It's a pleasure to cooperate with you. Rest assured, we grassland people are all about sincerity and will definitely provide you with the best cattle and sheep."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone brought milk tea, cheese, and freshly cooked hand-pulled mutton. Then someone else brought hada cakes and chive blossoms. Morigen warmly greeted everyone: "Come, come, guests are welcome. It's so cold, have something hot first. I'll have someone prepare beef and mutton."

My first thought was: This is incredibly hospitable.

Captain Ma and Batel whispered a few words to each other, then invited everyone to sit down: "Batel just said that it might snow today, so once the cattle and sheep are loaded onto the truck, we have to head back immediately. We must accept Captain Morigen's good intentions."

After saying that, he gestured for everyone to start eating.

Upon hearing this, everyone forgot all about being polite, since they had only eaten to stave off hunger at noon.

The authentic grassland cuisine features hand-pulled mutton with an enticing sheen. Each bite reveals a firm yet tender texture, perfectly stewed to perfection. Its original flavor is deeply satisfying. Without overly complicated seasonings, the simple touch of salt and spices highlights the natural freshness of the mutton. Dipped in homemade chive blossom sauce, every bite is a genuine taste of the grassland style.

Just as they were finishing their meal, they heard Morigen's shouts outside, and everyone quickly came out of the yurt.

The herders had already driven all the cattle and sheep over. The sheep were easy to handle; they used a steelyard balance, and several people worked together to lift the sheep slightly off the ground and read the corresponding value on the balance. The cattle, however, didn't require this effort. The guide, Batel, and Morigen estimated the weight, each writing down a number, and the difference couldn't exceed five jin (2.5 kg), so the larger one was taken.

They're all experienced, so their work won't be ridiculously bad.

Soon the cattle and sheep were loaded onto the truck. After the payment was settled, Chu Xue came over with her bag, paid the bill, and before the snow fell, the group said goodbye to Captain Morigen and the herdsmen, preparing to head back overnight.