Three hundred and eighty-eighth chapter humble camp
"Maybe, but I don't know. China is too big. Oh, is that the village where the locals live?" Hong Tao didn't believe it at first when he heard what Pei said, but after hearing what he said about prey, he already believed it in his heart.
For the most part, Hong Tao felt that this was a family scandal. Although it had been exposed, he was unwilling to continue talking about this topic. At this time, a small group of buildings could be vaguely seen in front of the motorcade.
"Oh, it's not the village, that's our camp. On behalf of Naisen Company and myself, I welcome you and hope you can have a wonderful holiday again." Urinary suddenly stretched out his long and big penis.
palm of hand.
"Ah! This is the camp!" Hong Tao had imagined what the camp would look like countless times before he came here, and repeatedly lowered its scale and standards. However, after seeing it with his own eyes, he still couldn't believe how many hours it took to
The treatment I got after paying 100,000 RMB.
As the vehicle moved forward, the camp that Holland mentioned had long been famous in Africa was finally revealed. It was about the same size as a basketball court, and in the middle was a large thatched house with no walls, except for the cement floor.
In addition, all the building materials of the house were probably taken from nearby. Except for some wooden tree trunks, they were straw curtains made of local grass.
Surrounding this big thatched house, there are three large tents, each of which is nearly 30 square meters in size, all made of khaki tarpaulins. This is the main building of this top hunting camp in Africa, as the Netherlands calls it. In addition,
There are also some scattered small thatched houses, probably either toilets or storage rooms.
The entire camp is surrounded by a grass wall about half a man high built with branches and straw curtains. However, in Hong Tao's eyes, this grass wall is just a decoration at most, not to mention elephants, rhinos, and even hyenas.
It can be easily trampled down and torn into pieces. Apart from psychological comfort, it has no protective effect.
The only thing that comforted Hong Tao was that there were two antennas protruding from the roof of the big thatched house in the center of the camp, and there was also a low buzzing sound coming from the camp. This meant that at least there was communication with the outside world.
power, and is equipped with a generator. As for other modern equipment, Hong Tao has long since dared not expect it.
Upon seeing Hong Tao and his convoy approaching, several black men wearing gray overalls came out from various parts of the camp and gathered around the convoy.
"They are all staff here, go and get to know them. It's best to bring your little gifts. In the next few days, they will be the real protagonists who determine whether you can have a good harvest or not." Holland patted him.
Hong Tao took the lead, opened the car door and walked out, greeting the black people.
"Hong Tao, why do I think our hundreds of thousands are going to waste? This place is not as powerful as the farmyard in our hometown. It means we still have to live in tents. Is it reliable?" said the fat boss.
As soon as Hong Tao got out of the car, he came close to his ear and whispered.
"Let's take a look. I just tricked my hunting guide. Listen to what he wants. This is already an animal reserve. I guess hotels should not be built here. Uncle Liu, the ones we brought
Here's a small gift. It's time to use it." Although Hong Tao said it made sense, he actually didn't know what he was thinking. People are already here anyway. Even if you want to go back on your word, it's too late, at least you can't get the money back.
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"Fat man, don't be so squeamish. We'll live in a tent when we go fishing. Why don't you invest in building a farmhouse here tomorrow?" Boss Liu probably doesn't feel too happy about spending so much money and traveling so far away to live in this poor place.
, but he is relatively mature, and he also enlightened the fat boss.
"That's right. Lions and tigers can't just stay on the edge of the city. Isn't that why we come out to play wildly? Come on, Xiao Wei, give me a few more shots for my brother. I'm not afraid of showing my face." The fat boss said.
After Hong Tao and Boss Liu were fooled like this, their worries disappeared. In a few steps, they ran to a small thatched cottage nearby and called Wei Han to help him take pictures.
"The gifts are all in the luggage. You can go look for them yourself. I don't know where they put them." Boss Liu was a little tired from sitting in the car. He was observing the camp and moving his arms and legs in place.
"I'll go! You're really saving money. This thing is wholesale from the market!" Hong Tao ran to the back of the car and rummaged for a while, and finally dug out the gift purchased by Boss Liu. Okay?
!Zhengzheng three boxes of Erguotou liquor is still 56 degrees.
"Who knows where they bought it for me? Don't underestimate these boxes of wine. The freight and tax are more expensive than the wine." Boss Liu's idea was purely a bad idea. He originally heard from the people at Naisen Company.
It is compulsory to give gifts here, so I came up with this idea.
"Hey, Ye Rong, this is our Chinese wine, can it be used as a gift? I have a box here, if it's not enough, I still have more!" Hong Tao walked to Ye Rong holding a box of wine.
"Oh God! Are you going to get everyone in the camp drunk? I don't want to drink this wine anymore. My head is still pounding and hurting." Yerong turned his head and saw Hong Tao coming from behind.
A bottle of liquor was pulled out from the box, and his body instinctively wanted to dodge. It seemed that he was really scared.
"It's not for you to drink. Do you know how difficult it is to transport these from our country? This is a gift for us staff." Hong Tao deliberately teased the Dutch young man and threw a bottle over.
"No problem, no problem. They will definitely like your gift, but I will make it clear to the person in charge of the camp that you must not drink during working hours. Yes, I will go find Simba right now!" The Dutch boy had no choice but to take the gift that he had flown over.
He caught the bottle and quickly handed it to a black man next to him. He gave the black man a brief introduction in another language, pointed at Hong Tao, and then walked towards the big thatched house in the middle of the camp.
Run away.
"Hey, don't leave! How can we communicate if you leave? I don't understand the language here!" Hong Tao was scared away when he saw Pee, and he was also blinded. He couldn't speak a word of African, so he had to tell everyone
Let me introduce it, in case these black people don’t understand, what a waste it is to use liquor as perfume.
"Hello, my name is Bepon, welcome to the Mikumi camp." Holland urinated without even turning his head, but the black man who took his bottle of white wine understood Hong Tao's English and also talked to Hong Tao in English.
He said hello and extended a hand in a friendly manner.
"Oh, it would be great if you can speak English. Hello Beipeng, my name is Hong Tao. I am from China. Your English pronunciation is much better than that of Yerong." Hong Tao saw that this black man understood English and started to speak immediately.
Speaking ill of Yerong.
"Oh, China, it's too far away. I like China very much." Another black man next to him seemed to be able to speak English and used a very exaggerated expression to prove his words.
"If you like Gaomao, you will like it if you have been there. Come on, don't you like China? Let's try a bottle of Chinese specialties first." Hong Tao was very jealous of the white teeth in this black man's mouth. They are so white, even better than toothpaste.
He was confused, so he muttered in Chinese under his breath and handed over a bottle of Erguotou with ill intentions.
Who said that only Chinese people like to join in the fun? Hong Tao was holding a box of Erguotou and had just sent out half a box, when seven or eight black staff members wearing similar clothes emerged from all corners of the camp. Then Hong Tao had to return to the carriage.
I took out a box of liquor and gave them gifts one by one.
"Hong, come and sit in the hall. This is Simba, the director of the camp. He is responsible for everything here. Don't give your wine to him. I'm sorry, he is my father's friend. I have already warned him. Your
You must not drink wine." At this time, Holland came to Hong Tao again, followed by an elderly white man.
"Your performance is very disappointing to me. When the hunting is over, I will buy you a drink, and you must go. This is our Chinese etiquette. If you don't go, I will go to the company to complain. Hello, Mr. Simba
, I am Hong Tao." Hong Tao likes to joke with this Dutch guy. They are both talkative and share the same temperament. They have already been joking with each other within a short time of meeting. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, novels are better.
