Chen Yang turned his head and looked over following the sound.
At a glance, he saw a monkey being carried towards the bonfire by a native.
There had already been a pot on it, a knife at the ready, and a chopping board.
There was a strong smell of blood on the chopping board. Not to mention Chen Yang and the others, even the captured monkey knew what it was about to face?
"Chen Yang......"
Tang Wan looked unbearable and pulled Chen Yang's sleeve.
Chen Yang turned around and said with a smile: "Are you asking this monkey?"
He didn't wait for Tang Wan to answer, and said to himself: "This is a rhesus monkey, also called a Zhongluo monkey. It originates from the Asan Kingdom and has been spread all the way. There are many in Myanmar and many in our country."
Before Chen Yang could finish his words and didn't even have time to explain the monkey's detailed distribution, species, etc., Tang Wan slapped him on the arm, and when he looked carefully, his wife's face became angry.
"Who asked you this?"
Logan's angry look is still so cute.
"Hahaha~"
Chen Yang dodged and laughed. Of course he knew what Tang Wan wanted to say, it was just a joke.
He took Logan's hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, my wife, if you don't want to see it, then they, the monkeys, won't be able to eat today."
Chen Yang's voice was not very loud, but it was enough for the anxious diners to hear clearly. His confidence, determination, and even domineering attitude were clearly conveyed.
Li Ping'er first breathed a sigh of relief and no longer worried about the monkey. Then she realized what she was doing and spat and curled her lips. She didn't know where Chen Yang got the confidence.
She could see clearly that most of the people who were going to eat the monkeys were local natives, lean and tough, and most of them had long Burmese knives hanging on their waists, and some even had native guns.
This is Myanmar, which has lax control. How could it be possible in China?
Chen Yang, a man with two women, dared to speak so brazenly. Li Ping'er began to worry about the danger in front of her.
With a "crack" sound, several people stood up and looked over fiercely.
Someone even shouted loudly: "What did you say? Say it again if you dare."
Chen Yang couldn't even stand up, and without looking back, he threw it away: "You want to hear it again, right? It will satisfy you.
I mean, you can’t eat the hericium head today.”
Not all Burmese people understand Chinese. When someone stood up to question Chen Yang, the rest of the Burmese people murmured and discussed. In the end, instead of doing what they usually did, they brought an old tabletop and dug out
Make a hole and put it around the monkey's neck.
The hole in the table was just big enough for the monkey to expose its head, leaving its limbs struggling underneath, unable to escape the control of the table.
Seeing this scene, Chen Yang didn't know what they wanted to do.
This is like eating monkey brains.
When Burmese people eat game, such as monkeys, civets, tigers, etc., they are basically slaughtered normally, skinned and cut into meat.
The current method of playing is the ancient Chinese practice of eating monkey brains. I guess I heard it from the Chinese drivers who traveled long distances.
Logan looked horrified and subconsciously asked, "What do they want to do?"
Chen Yang's expression turned cold - of course it was directed at the Burmese people, and he explained: "They want to open the monkey's skull alive, pour boiling oil in it, and then dig it out with a spoon to eat."
"Well, eat monkey brains."
Chen Yang took a glance and changed his words: "But we think they want to pour the sauce in and eat the monkey brains alive. We didn't see the oil pan."
Tang Wan was not only terrified, but also shivered violently.