I don’t know what Wei Han was thinking. He replied that he would stay there for one night and then come back tomorrow morning. Hong Tao estimated that he was really tight on money, otherwise he would not stay in a youth hostel, but
I have no obligation to help him pay for the house, just tomorrow.
After making an appointment with photographer Wei Han, Hong Tao suggested having dinner with Hassan and taking the three hunting guides with him. According to Hong Tao's idea, although he had already signed a formal contract with Nathan Company
, these hunting guides are also equipped according to contracts.
But according to domestic customs, you should still have personal relationships with these people to enhance your relationship. After all, you will be counting on them in the future. If you don't take good care of them, if they do something small for you during the trip,
, that would be very troublesome. The king of hell is easy to deal with, but the devil is difficult to deal with.
Hassan and the three hunting guides had never received Chinese customers before, and they certainly did not understand these Chinese national conditions. They were a little embarrassed by Hong Tao's warm invitation, but after Hong Tao talked hard, they finally agreed.
Dinner was arranged at the sister-in-law's restaurant in Hangzhou. Hong Tao specially asked the landlady to arrange a private room and ordered a large table of dishes. In order to show his sincerity, Boss Liu also specially bought two bottles of Wuliangye from the restaurant.
These foreigners who don't know how powerful they are probably have never seen such hospitable customers. They are a little flattered. They don't know how to shirk the wine offered to them and just drink it up. But they don't know that Hong Tao and Boss Liu already have a relationship.
have very rich experience in foreign combat and have been tested many times with their white brothers.
Eight people were drinking. The second bottle had just bottomed out, and the three hunting guides were already drunk and confused. The African person in charge of Naisen Company was even worse, lying on the table unconscious.
Regardless of whether they are Europeans, Asians or Americans, after drinking too much, they all become the same kind of people, people who like to reminisce! At this time, the three hunting guides and Hong Tao seemed to be old friends who had not seen each other for many years. Not only did they bring them together in Africa
The anecdotes about hunting were told back and forth countless times, and even their wives' nicknames were revealed.
However, the English pronunciation of these three hunting guides made Hong Tao complain endlessly. Hoffman was better, although his English was almost as good as German. Fortunately, he spoke slower and didn't talk much. Hong Tao tried his best
You can basically understand it.
But the accents of the remaining two were too strong. At first, Hong Tao thought they were speaking Dutch or African. Later, he gradually figured out that they were also speaking English. In the end, Hong Tao had to ask them to speak English.
Speak slowly and use words as conservatively as possible, so that you can understand only a small part of it, and the rest depends on your imagination and gestures.
The meal lasted from around 6 o'clock until midnight. When Hong Tao and the others finally paid, the entire restaurant was deserted. Only the sister-in-law from Hangzhou was still waiting behind the counter for their last wave of customers.
"Look, I'm really sorry that I delayed it so late and caused you trouble!" Hong Tao was also a little embarrassed. He just thought about his own comfort, but in the end he forgot that this was a foreign country.
"It's okay, I understand. People here eat quickly and don't like to talk at the dinner table, but I still like the liveliness in our country." My sister-in-law in Hangzhou is also a warm-hearted person. She can also think from others' perspective,
Hong Tao is very moved, it’s the people from his hometown who can understand him!
Everyone was drunk and confused. Hassan and the three hunting guides could not return to their base, so they simply went to the hotel, opened two more rooms, and settled these drunk cats.
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Early the next morning, Hong Tao went down to the lobby of the hotel at the best time with Hassan the day before. As a result, Hassan and the three hunting guides also came down on time, but it was really embarrassing to see their mental state.
, all the eyeballs were red, and he was a little wobbly when he walked.
"Mr. Hong, you must not bring your kind of wine to the camp to drink. It is too strong. If our hunting guides are in the same condition as today, you will be in danger when hunting." Hassan rubbed it.
In his head, he solemnly announced a new rule to Hong Tao.
"No problem. According to our custom, we have to get together before departure, and then we have to wait until the end of the journey to get together again. Then we can have a good drink. Yesterday we just drank a little." Hong Tao put his thumb and
The index fingers were pressed together, trying to make the black man understand how much wine he would drink in the coming days.
"Oh, God, I'm going to ask for leave from the head office!" Hassan seemed to understand. He was doing the job of welcoming and delivering customers, and he couldn't refuse normal requests from customers.
"Is this Mr. Hong Tao?" At this time, a Chinese sentence came from behind.
"Oh, I am, I am, Mr. Wei, right? Hello, hello. You came just in time. Everyone is here. Let me introduce you." Hong Tao turned around and saw a man in his 40s.
A middle-aged man stood behind him. Looking at his clothes and luggage, Hong Tao could confirm that the photographer was here.
This Comrade Wei Han was quite strong, probably from years of training against machines and equipment, and his English was also pretty good. He could at least speak politely to the hunting guides, which made Hong Tao feel much more relaxed.
At 10 o'clock sharp, Hong Tao and his group of eight people got into the minivan driven by Hassan and went straight to the airport in Dar es Salaam. However, they did not enter the terminal building. Instead, they entered through a side door of the airport and drove directly to the airport.
When they got to the runway, there was a small plane waiting for them.
This is a small propeller plane made of 12cm. The captain is a white man. He is probably employed by Naison Company. He is responsible for transporting Hong Tao and his party to the hunting ground, and also regularly delivers supplies to Hong Tao and the others.
To be honest, don’t look at the scenes of flying in small planes in movies, how cool and cool they are, they are all lies. If you can’t ride on such a small plane, especially one with a propeller, it’s not that you should sit on it.
Not unsafe, but too uncomfortable.
As soon as the aircraft engine starts, your ears will almost never be quiet. The buzzing low-frequency noise is so loud that it makes your head spin. Moreover, the cabin is always filled with the smell of gasoline. Hong Tao even doubts whether the aircraft is on the ground.
Oil leak.
The noise and smell are actually secondary. The more important thing is that this kind of small plane flies very unstable and bumpy very much. Owners like Hong Tao and Boss Liu who rarely get airsick or seasick are already a little bit unbearable, let alone
The fat boss and the photographer Wei started vomiting within a few minutes of takeoff, and they continued to vomit until they landed. They almost lost weight.
"Oh, my biological mother, we have finally arrived. Hong Tao, please discuss with them whether we can take a train or a car when we go back, even if there is no air conditioning." When the plane finally arrived,
When it stopped on the runway, the fat boss almost climbed out of the hatch, then sat down on the ground and couldn't get up.
"Uncle Fatty, take a drink first... This is Africa!..." Hong Tao handed the fat boss a bottle of water, and then he officially raised his head and looked around. It didn't matter what he saw, so he just gave Fat Boss a bottle of water.
The boss and Wei Han had forgotten.
This airport has no village in front and no store in the back. It is built on an endless grassland. As an airport, except for a two-story building, the rest is not as strong as a highway, and the cement on the runway is
There are cracks everywhere. If Hong Tao had been shown photos of the airport in advance, he would never have agreed to fly here.
What is different from the dilapidated airport is the surrounding scenery. It is not full of dense forests and green grass as Hong Tao imagined. On the contrary, the trees here are very sparse, and there are almost no big trees. They are all here and there.
There are a handful of small woods, and most of the trees are withered and yellow, only a few are still green.
In addition to the trees that are not very presentable, the grass on the ground is also withered and yellow, and there are only a lot of bushes with a little bit of green, coupled with the bare sandy land, it looks like the fur of an African animal, a hyena.
"The scenery on this land is not as good as that on the island! How can there be elephants in this small forest!?" Boss Liu felt a little guilty looking at the scenery in front of him. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
