Five hundred and sixty-one chapters Brazilian rosewood and coca leaves
The rainforest here is denser, and the trees are very tall. Ananya said that the terrain here is relatively high. When the water rises every year, the river does not go very far into the rainforest, so the trees growing here are not the kind that can survive in the water.
The tree that can still bloom and bear fruit normally after being soaked for half a year is a tree called Brazilian wood.
"Brazilian wood? No!" Sturgeon seemed to know the Brazilian tree. After listening to Anaya's introduction, he took out a knife from his pocket and ran to a big tree in front that required several people to hug.
The knife painstakingly cut off a small piece of bark.
"Lao Hong, come and take a look! It's really Brazilian wood! If this tree could be shipped back to China, it would be worth at least hundreds of thousands!" After seeing the red wood under the books, the sturgeon opened its mouth and raised its head.
I turned my head and looked at this big tree that was more than ten meters high, and my mouth was almost watering.
"Is this some good wood?" Hong Tao didn't know anything about wood, except for pine wood with a special smell.
"This is mahogany. Although it is not as good as red sandalwood, huanghuali, etc., it is also mahogany. It is a good material for making furniture. If you put this large forest in China, it will cost you hundreds of millions?" Sturgeon said with both hands.
, as if this large area belongs to him.
"If you like this kind of wood, you can go to the village and buy some carvings to take back. It's very cheap." Anaya had already walked out for a while, and saw Hong Tao and the others gesticulating around a big tree, so she had no choice but to come back and ask
He pointed forward, indicating that it was time to hurry up.
After walking about half the distance, two dark-skinned people suddenly emerged from the bushes in front of them. They were only wearing a pair of thongs and holding oars and harpoons in their hands. When they saw Hong Tao, they were also stunned and stopped.
His steps slowed down, but after seeing Ananya, he returned to normal and even greeted Anaya. After saying a few words, he walked along the path towards the river.
"Those are people from the village. They go fishing. Except for the tourists I brought, there are very few outsiders here, so they are very wary of strangers. Don't be afraid, let's go!" Anaya also saw it.
Hong Tao and the others were a little nervous.
"Do you have any special relationship with this village? Why can only the tourists you bring come?" Hong Tao asked, expressing his doubts.
"Hahaha, because I am also a member of this village, and the two young men in my hotel are from the village. My father used to be very familiar with the people here. My father took me here when I was a child. They
Our family helped transport the woodcarvings in the village to Manaus for sale, which is the only income in the village." Anaya patted her chest, feeling very proud.
"Don't they also have boats? Why don't they go to Manaus to sell them themselves?" Hong Tao felt that Ananya's statement was still worthy of discussion.
"People from these tribes are not willing to go to big cities. They are not used to it and they are not used to living in it. Moreover, they do not like outsiders to wander around their villages. If you join one of those tourist groups in Manaus, they will definitely not take you to a serious place.
Indian tribes, because those tribes do not welcome outside tourists, only those tribes that have lost their own land and rivers have to rely on tips from tourists." Although Anaya only has Indian ancestry, when talking about those tribes
Come on, I don’t seem to be very respectful.
This small Indian village was built next to a creek. They opened up an open space here. They built 7 or 8 thatched houses on wooden frames. When Hong Tao and others entered the village, only
There were more than 10 women and children. Others went fishing or farming.
Ananya is very familiar with the people here, and the people here also know Ananya. When they saw Ananya coming here with three strangers, several children immediately ran into the woods, probably to call them.
The adults have gone.
"Old Hong, I'm too embarrassed to look directly at him. This is too stupid!" Fatty Bu whispered in Hong Tao's ear.
"I think it's not that you can't bear to look at me, but that you hate yourself for missing a few pairs of eyes. I really don't see it. Your taste is strong enough. Are you even interested in this kind of mature woman?" Hong Tao knows what he is talking about. Here
Most of the women were not wearing any tops, and there were two big bag-like things dangling from their chests.
"Stop talking nonsense! Sturgeon, stop filming, you're not afraid of people beating you up!" Fatty Bu stared at her hard again and started to change the subject with Sturgeon.
"Yes, stop taking pictures now. Let's understand the situation first. Don't you like redwood? Look at what that old man is doing." Hong Tao also forgot to ask Sturgeon to take pictures. For these indigenous people, it's hard to tell.
Just like those tribes in Africa, they don't like to be photographed.
"You guys go in first, I'll come over and take a look." Sturgeon followed the direction pointed by Hong Tao and saw an old man sitting on a piece of wood at the door of a hut, using a small ax to carve a piece of mahogany in front of him, and immediately
I can't walk anymore.
"Come in, this is the village chief's home. He went to collect cassava and will be back soon. Let's wait for a while." Anaya took Hong Tao and Fatty Bu to the door of a hut and went directly into the house.
It's not that Ananya didn't want to knock, there was no door in this house.
"You see, this is a very ordinary Indian village. There are more than 50 people here. There are bigger villages and smaller ones, but they all look the same. There is a cultivated field in the forest behind.
But plant some cassava,
Then they go to the river to catch some fish, which is all their food. In addition, they carve some wood sculptures and sell them, in exchange for some daily necessities, and that's basically it." Anaya took the small bag brought by an Indian woman.
bowl and took a sip of the contents.
"Try it, it's very good coffee." After smashing it, Ananya pointed to the small bowl placed in front of Hong Tao and Fatty Bu.
"It's so delicious!" Hong Tao picked up the small bowl carved from mahogany and took a sip of the dark liquid inside, which left a bitter taste on his tongue. This coffee was too strong.
Within a few minutes, a man about the same age as Ananya walked in from outside the house. He first greeted Anaya with a series of photos and hugs, and then sat opposite Hong Tao and the others, greeting Hong Tao and the others in words he didn't understand.
The fat man said a few words. Then another Indian woman came in, carrying a wooden plate. In addition to the small wooden bowl for coffee, there was also a small pile of dark green leaves.
Hong Tao hadn't finished his cup of coffee yet, so he waved his hand to signal that he didn't want it. Fatty Bu was quite good at drinking this bitter medicinal soup, so he reached out and took another cup. As for those tree leaves, Hong Tao didn't understand but they were dry.
Well, it's used, but he guessed it was a spice. These foreigners like to put various spices in their tea and drink it together, and they probably have to put it in their coffee too.
The situation was similar to what Hong Tao imagined, but the village chief did not put the leaves into the coffee and drink them, but put them directly into his mouth and chewed them like chewing gum.
The village chief probably saw Hong Tao's curious eyes and immediately pushed the plate over and gestured with his hands, meaning that Hong Tao could try it too.
"These are coca leaves, which can relieve fatigue. If you don't mind, you can chew them. There is no harm." After Anaya said, she picked up a few leaves, rolled them into a small roll, and stuffed them into her mouth.
"Coca leaves?" Fatty Bu couldn't help but reach out for anything edible.
"Do you know what this is? Just take it?" After Hong Tao heard this word, he didn't dare to reach out and touch these leaves. When he was in Canada, he was influenced by Pawei, the old man who cultivated marijuana, and he knew more or less.
The source of some drugs, coca leaf is one of them.
The name coca leaf may not be familiar to you, but another substance extracted from it is definitely famous, and that is cocaine. The coca plant is an evergreen shrub native to
Andes mountains, like Peru, Bolivia, Colombia
It is grown in Asia and Brazil. When Hong Tao heard Pavey talk about this thing, it was mainly because a popular way of smoking marijuana in Canada is to mix marijuana and coca leaves in a pipe and light them. It is said that the effect is more stimulating.
But it was the first time I saw it with my own eyes.
"What is this?" Fatty Bu had obviously never heard of the word coca leaf and looked at Hong Tao in confusion.
"Cocaine is extracted from here." Hong Tao reminded Fatty Bu in a low voice in Chinese.
"Fuck! Why didn't you tell me earlier? Then I won't eat it!" Sure enough, Fatty Bu's hands trembled, and the leaves fell back onto the plate.
"It's okay. Chewing this is not addictive. It's different from cocaine. The Indians here will chew this, just like you chew gum. It can relax people, remove fatigue, and treat gastrointestinal pain." Although Anaya said.
He doesn't understand Chinese, but cocaine itself has an English pronunciation, so he can still understand what Hong Tao means.
"Is everything okay?" Hong Tao still felt uneasy. Drugs were too scary. Hong Tao would definitely not touch them unless he understood the consequences.
"It must be okay!" Anaya smiled.
"Then let's try it too." In the end, curiosity overcame his wariness, and like Anaya, Hong Tao rolled three coca leaves into a small roll, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it carefully a few times.
"How's it going?" Fatty Bu waited impatiently. This kind of new thing must be hard to come across in China. He also wanted to try it so he could brag about it with his friends when he went back.
"It's a little sweet...just like tea leaves, but not astringent." Hong Tao tasted the taste carefully. Not to mention, the leaves taste delicious, with a plant aroma and a slightly sweet feeling.
, and no other odor.
"Then I'll try it too!" When Fatty Bu saw that Hong Tao had eaten all of them, he quickly grabbed a few slices, without even rolling them, and just stuffed them into his mouth. (To be continued...)
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