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t of us； are scared of them； like sheep。”
“At night；” Sanjai piped in； “men are sheep； women are wolves。 Espe—cially Gasmai。”
The hunters all roared with laughter。
Lamjav was in such high spirits that he flipped Yang Ke heavily onto a snowdrift。 “When 。 。 。 when you can do that to me；” he stammered； “that’s when you 。 。 。 the day you’re a Mongol。” Yang grabbed hold of Lamjav and tried to wrestle him to the ground； only to be flipped head over heels three more times。 Lamjav laughed。 “You 。 。 。 you Han Chinese are grass…eaters； like sheep。 We Mongols are meat…eaters； like wolves。”
As he brushed the snow from his clothes； Yang said； “Just you wait。 Next year I’m going to buy a full… grown ox and eat every bite of it myself。 I plan to keep growing till I’m a head taller than you； and then you’ll be like a sheep。”
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“Yes！” the other hunters shouted approvingly。 “Good eback！”
Grassland Mongols are known more for their capacity for liquor than for their appetite for meat。 After a few rounds； all seven or eight flasks were empty。 Seeing that there was no more liquor； Yang boldly proclaimed to Lamjav； “You can outwrestle me； but let’s see who can outdrink who。”
“Playing the fox； are you？” Lamjav retorted。 “Well； out here； wolves are cleverer than foxes。 Wait here。 I’ve got more liquor。” He ran over to where his horse was standing and took a bottle of clear liquor out of his felt saddlebag； that and two cups。 Waving the bottle in front of Yang； he said； “I was saving this for 。 。 。 for guests； but now I’m going to use it to punish you。”
“Punish！” the hunters shouted。 “Punish him！ Give him what he deserves！”
With an embarrassed smile； Yang Ke said； “It looks like this fox is no match for a wolf。 I
