Main venue of the Nadamu Festival.

A sea of tourists look toward the main venue.

A couple traveling to the grassland arrives at the main venue, seeing everyone looking at the sky, they curiously ask a passerby:

"What is everyone looking at? Is there something special about the clouds?"

Upon hearing this, the passerby explains to the couple:

"Everyone is looking at the hot air balloon; it’s coming over soon."

"Hot air balloon?"

The couple joins the crowd in gazing up.

At this moment, Jiang Feng is maneuvering the hot air balloon, approaching the Nadamu venue.

The venue is a massive sports stadium built on the grassland, adorned with flags of various colors, with a huge soccer field inside.

Jiang Feng can see the venue from high above.

He starts to adjust the burner, reducing the flame.

As the flame diminishes, the hot air balloon begins to slowly descend.

Meanwhile, tourists at the main venue spot the hot air balloon emerging from the white clouds in the distance.

"Look over there, it’s really coming!"

"Hahaha, incredible!"

"This trip to the grasslands was worth it!"

"I never expected such an act!"

The hot air balloon slowly descends.

Jiang Feng calculates the wind strength and direction, controlling the size of the flame.

Piloting a hot air balloon isn’t hard; the operation involves two burners.

But it isn’t easy either; it requires a good mindset and precise calculations.

A drone continuously follows Jiang Feng, capturing footage.

Viewers witness the view from the sky in its entirety.

"As it’s about to land, I need to calculate the landing trajectory."

"The hot air balloon responds slowly; it needs to be done bit by bit."

Jiang Feng tells everyone.

At that moment, something unexpected occurs.

A Golden Eagle flies from the sky and lands directly on the basket beneath the hot air balloon.

The Golden Eagle stands on the edge of the basket, staring at Jiang Feng with astonishment.

It doesn’t understand why Jiang Feng is here.

Seeing the Golden Eagle, Jiang Feng can’t help but smile and say, "Encountered this as well."

The live chat room fills with comments.

[Wow, even the Golden Eagle flew over, what a coincidence!]

[A surprise encounter in the sky!]

[Does the streamer keep a Golden Eagle? That’s impressive!]

[This Golden Eagle has some stories with him!]

The hot air balloon begins its descent; the Golden Eagle stands on the basket, occasionally flapping its wings to stabilize.

Jiang Feng gently strokes its chin, teasing it, then continues operating the hot air balloon downward.

The hot air balloon is large, offering excellent visual effects.

Jiang Feng looks toward the venue, seeing a crowd of tourists waving inside.

He never imagined he’d become a part of the scenery one day.

The Golden Eagle stands on the hot air balloon for a while before soaring, disappearing into the sky.

It remains the ruler of the sky; despite being rescued by Jiang Feng twice before, the Golden Eagle continues to thrive.

Jiang Feng focuses on landing the hot air balloon.

With uneven heating of the gas in the balloon, it becomes slightly unstable.

Moreover, as the fuel continues burning, the overall weight decreases, making landing more difficult.

Viewers watch as Jiang Feng grips the ropes tightly, striving to stabilize the basket.

He occasionally releases some flame from the burner to prevent a rapid descent.

Thus, under everyone’s attention, Jiang Feng lands the hot air balloon in the center of the venue’s grassland.

He shuts off the burner, and the enormous balloon begins to slowly collapse.

Employees of the ranch and the hot air balloon company help recover the balloon, while Jiang Feng, carrying a parachute pack, steps out of the basket.

The drifting experience feels genuinely novel, experiencing it once is quite nice.

Jiang Feng walks away, immediately surrounded by a large group of tourists wanting to take photos with him.

This year’s Nadamu Festival in Ximeng League, Jiang Feng has become the busiest and most popular person on the grassland.

Ximeng League’s tourism performance has improved significantly as a result.

"Master Jiang, can we take a photo together!"

"That’s amazing!"

The tourists cheer loudly.

Jiang Feng waves to everyone, takes group photos with some people, then walks toward the outside of the Nadamu venue.

The hot air balloon will be recovered by the company and brought back to Jiang Feng later.

This hot air balloon performance earned Jiang Feng’s livestream channel immense traffic, and the day’s gift income exceeded a million.

Truly became popular.

Jiang Feng feels everyone’s enthusiasm, but does not experience major emotional fluctuations, still focusing on his own endeavors.

Traffic is fleeting; what’s genuinely substantial is what you build yourself.

Jiang Feng makes his way back to the ranch.

In two days, he also has an archery competition to participate in.

One cannot sign up for too many events; for example, horse racing is divided into three kilometers, five kilometers, and ten kilometers.

The competition in the five kilometers is the fiercest, while the ten kilometers is often won by kids around seven or eight years old, and it’s not as thrilling.

Archery is also divided into stationary archery and mounted archery.

Stationary archery is relatively less popular since every major city now has archery ranges.

Mounted archery is more exciting, and people prefer to watch it.

On the ranch, Jiang Feng specifically found a Mongolian target.

This type of target has a red dot in the center, surrounded by a yellow concentric circle, and then a blue concentric circle.

The red center and the outer concentric circles can be taken apart.

After archery, whichever part you hit, that part will fall off.

This is how scores are judged.

The Mongolian stationary archery target is just like this, using blunt arrows, which won’t cause injury.

Jiang Feng set up the target and started a live stream of his archery.

He skillfully drew his bow, aimed, and then released the string.

The arrow arced through the air and struck directly at the center red dot of the target.

The red dot was shot off the target by Jiang Feng.

Only the yellow and blue circles remained on the target.

This scene was so familiar that netizens erupted.

[Master Jiang’s target has no arrows, Bodardo wins!]

[Tsk, 0 points!]

[No arrows on the target, that’s 0 points!]

[Hahaha, this is just like in the movies!]

Netizens started teasing.

Jiang Feng explained:

"The Mongolian target isn’t scored like that; it’s based on which parts you hit down. The parts you hit down are your score."

"I hit the red bullseye, neither the blue nor yellow moved, so it’s counted as a full score."

Jiang Feng said this, but the netizens clearly enjoyed stirring things up.

[Stop it, it’s 0 points!]

[Even if the king came, it would still be 0 points!]

[No arrows on the target and still arguing?]

These netizens had a rebellious streak.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng calmly shrugged and said:

"Even if the king came, it would be 10 points."

Jiang Feng has a strong mentality and is never affected by comments. The netizens liked his calm style, but the screen was still full of "0 points" comments.

The more he insisted, the more excited everyone became.

If Jiang Feng conceded with, "Fine, it’s 0 points," the netizens would lose interest.

The grasslands have been especially lively recently.

The grass is lush, and the breeze is gentle.

A large number of tourists have come here to enjoy the scenery.

Now, the Nadamu Festival has become a signature event for grassland tourism, with various activities tightly scheduled.

Life should be lively to be good.

This evening, there is a large bonfire party, and Jiang Feng was invited to attend.

In the daytime, he had just completed the feat of entering the main venue in a hot air balloon, and he was at the height of his fame, so someone specifically invited him over.

The format of the bonfire party is simple, just lighting a big bonfire in a square, surrounded by some stalls selling roasted lamb skewers.

There will be local folk singers singing, and also bands playing the horsehead fiddle.

The main idea is to sing and dance with joy.

Tourists bring their own drinks and are fully welcome to join in.

Jiang Feng was quite popular, and upon arriving at the scene, he was immediately seated at the main table.

A solid wood table was filled with various local delicacies.

As the evening progressed, the bonfire was lit, and some dancers in Mongolian clothing danced in front of the open space.

Everyone ate meat, drank, and followed the beat.

In the center of the square, the flames danced fiercely.

The towering flames seemed to want to set the night sky of the grassland ablaze.

At first, it was a performance, but before long, people formed one circle after another, surrounding the central bonfire, turning and jumping.

Jiang Feng had just finished eating when several pretty girls came over to pull him up to dance.

They said it was dancing, but really it was just circling around and kicking legs, not too difficult.

As a Han person, Jiang Feng maintained the traditional low-key modesty, and generally wasn’t very open in such settings.

However, after drinking too much, he felt a bit tipsy and joined in with everyone to dance.

Cracking sounds came from the fire pile.

Many people danced for a while, found it tiring, and awkwardly left the crowd to go rest.

Dancing around the bonfire is essentially no different from clubbing in a nightclub.

Only this way was more gentle and more tasteful.

Until around 10 PM, the bonfire went out, someone took a megaphone and started dispersing the tourists.

With the bonfire extinguished, the lights around the square also went out.

This place was on the outskirts of Xilinhot City; returning to the city was convenient.

Tourists left in twos and threes, getting ready to rest or to browse the city night market.

Jiang Feng also had a great time, and then had Hadan drive him back to the ranch.