Three hundred and eighty-four chapters Turtle Island
However, while having lunch, Hong Tao encountered another unexpected thing. Their tour guide Hassan, the black captain and the black boy each carried a box of food to the bow of the boat to eat. Hong Tao was a little curious and went over there.
Look, their lunch box is just a kind of seafood fried rice and a ball of salad-like stuff.
Hong Tao has lived two lives and has never been a master, and he is not used to this kind of hierarchical environment, so he invited Hassan and the captain to dine with everyone. He thought this was more appropriate.
However, his suggestion was unanimously opposed by the chef, Hassan and the captain. First of all, the chef refused to work. He said that his job was to cook food for hotel guests because of his good skills. If he was asked to work for hotel employees
He won't do cooking, because there are employees who work as chefs, and they can't be mixed up.
There is also a more important reason, that is, although this island is beautiful and clean, it is located in Africa, a continent with many diseases. In the past, hotel guests have had bad stomachs after going out.
Therefore, out of the hotel's responsibility to tourists, it stipulates that guests staying in the hotel must be provided with all daily meals and drinks by the hotel's chef. These foods and ingredients are specially purchased by hotel professionals to ensure food safety.
Also due to this regulation, all hotel staff are not allowed to dine with tourists, including tourists' drivers, tour guides and other locals.
Hassan and the captain have complied with this rule for many years and do not think it is disrespectful at all, so they do not care about it. On the contrary, if they follow Hong Tao's request to dine with tourists, then
What awaits them is punishment from the hotel, and they may lose their jobs or be prosecuted.
Since everyone else had no objections, Hong Tao just followed the Romans and stopped insisting on his own opinions. After almost an hour of lunch, the eight hungry wolves guarding the pancake were finally full. The bottles of wine were also
We've all seen the bottom.
When it comes to drinking, both Chinese and foreigners have the same virtue. After two glasses of wine, they start to talk a lot. Although they have been in contact for more than a day, the five Italian girls have always been tight-lipped about their origins.
Speaking of it, Hong Tao never asked too much. Everyone met by chance and got together when they were happy, and separated when they were unhappy. Asking so clearly would not only offend others, but also have no practical significance.
But after drinking, everyone seemed to have become much closer in an instant. Before Hong Tao could ask any more questions, they revealed everything about their work units and their families.
They were only low-level employees in the company. They did not have so much money to travel to this tourist destination for wealthy Europeans, but just in time for a general strike in Turin, their company was also involved. For the company boss
For a company, a strike is a very worrying thing, but for ordinary employees of the company, a strike often means vacation and early pay.
It was the same this time. The union that called for the strike had advanced some of the living expenses for the employees who participated in the strike. These girls got a small amount of money at once, and then everyone discussed it. They didn't have to go to work anyway, so they might as well spend some time lavishly rummaging through the boxes.
I took out my savings and a few people pooled them together and ran here.
According to their plan, they didn’t plan to stay here longer. They just wanted to experience the life of the rich. At most, they would take a few photos. Take a photo in front of the hotel where the rich often stay, and then hurry up before the money runs out.
Then run back to Turin.
Who would have thought that as God wished, they happened to meet Hong Tao and his group while playing volleyball on the beach. Since someone was willing to pay for them to play, of course they would not refuse. As for whether Hong Tao and the others had other intentions, one of them
An Italian girl said it simply: I like China very much and I like Chinese people. I don’t mind having something happen with the man I like!
"Listen to it! Listen to it! What you said is so reasonable. I like it!" After listening to Hong Tao's translation, the fat boss regretted that he didn't have two thumbs on his hands.
"If you are as poor as them, they won't even look at you!" Hong Tao quickly cooled down the fat boss.
"That's different. At least they didn't ask about our family property, right? They didn't ask about our education, either! Let alone money! You and I agree, so we can relax together." The fat boss was not touched by Hong Tao's words at all.
Instead, he has his own theory.
"Okay, it seems that I am settled as a pimp. I will contact you after we return to the hotel!" Hong Tao had nothing to say in the face of the fat boss's persistence.
"You can't say this. If you don't talk about money, it's not a sale. Although your fat uncle doesn't care much about the lower body, he still sees this issue more clearly than you." Boss Liu suddenly interjected.
"Hey, I can see it. You old guys have nothing to hold back! Don't try to enlighten me. I don't have any psychological pressure. It's my duty to help you harm foreigners!" Hong Tao heard this from Boss Liu.
After saying this, I understood in my heart that this person was also tempted, so just follow the good example. Anyway, no one here knows anyone.
After lunch, the captain raised the sail again, and the ship drew a semicircle on the sea and headed in one direction. After about 20 minutes, a small island appeared in the direction of the bow of the ship. From a distance, this
There are not many trees on the island, and there are very few buildings. From Hong Tao's position, you can only see a castle-like thing built of stone standing alone on the highest point of the island.
"This is called Turtle Island. Originally it was called Prison Island, which was used to imprison black slaves. The small castle above was the prison. Later it was abandoned and used by international animal protection organizations to breed island turtles on the island. Now it is here
It is already a protected area for island turtles." Tour guide Hassan stood on the bow of the boat, introducing the history and present of this island to tourists.
"The turtle here is so big. Why does it look fake to me? Why doesn't it move? If I touch it, it won't bite me, right?" After getting off the boat at a small pier, the fat boss noticed it at a glance.
We arrived at a turtle lying on the pier.
"I can't say for sure. You'd better not touch it, in case it looks like it's eating meat today." Hong Tao couldn't decide whether the turtle could bite people.
"You can feed it with this. They are very docile. Only people hunt them and they rarely attack humans." Hassan took a few cabbages from somewhere and handed them to Hong Tao.
Hong Tao broke the cabbage into several portions and gave them to others. He didn't keep any of them for himself. He had no interest in such an overly quiet animal. Take the turtle lying down a few meters away. It almost had a round table at home.
It's so big, more than 1 meter tall, and its thick turtle back almost catches up with the door panel. It looks very majestic.
But it stood like that, almost several minutes had passed since Hong Tao and the others disembarked, without even moving their eyelids. If they hadn't known in advance that this was Turtle Island, most people would have thought it was a statue.
"Hey, eat it, eat it, hahahaha, it's so slow!" The fat boss was different from Hong Tao. He was very excited after seeing the turtle. He took the vegetable leaves and handed them to the turtle's mouth. He waited for about ten seconds.
After a while, the turtle slowly opened its mouth, then bit the vegetable leaves with the same frequency as slow motion, and swallowed them again and again.
"What's so exciting about this? You're just a house-loving person. You like everything that's almost as round as you." Hong Tao has a big shortcoming, that is, he has no tolerance for things that he doesn't like but other people like, and always tolerates them.
He kept making sarcastic comments.
"Don't be so mean, kid. I'll kick you into the sea later to see if any blind dolphins come to save you." The fat boss was unambiguous, specializing in exposing people's scars.
"Beep beep... beep beep..." Just when Hong Tao wanted to continue bickering with the fat boss, there was a buzzing sound like a phone behind him. For the suburbs of Zanzibar where there is no mobile phone signal everywhere,
This kind of sound seems so harsh. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
