The night sky in Africa is so clear that it is almost transparent. The sky is filled with stars that are so bright that you can touch them with your hand. The Carlos Lake in the distance is sparkling, reflecting the moonlight. There are countless birds and small animals living in the dense woods. Africa
The night is extremely beautiful...
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Near the medical team camp is a Kaye tribe. Inside the walls made of mud and reeds are hundreds of prototype mud houses, which are also made of mud, reeds, branches, and banana leaves. In the center of the village is a huge fire.
The black people were singing and dancing around the fire.
"What holiday is today?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"Black people are optimistic by nature. They have to sing and dance every day. For them, every day is a festival." Fang Fei took Liu Ziguang's hand and walked towards the fire. Little Arthur followed closely behind, never leaving half a step away, as if
He is a competent little follower.
The tribesmen all knew Fang Fei and were very friendly to her. As soon as they saw Fang Fei coming, a group of women immediately gathered around, chattering in the indigenous language. Fang Fei comforted her and turned her head after hearing the words.
Liu Ziguang explained to the confused Liu Ziguang: "They came to me for medical advice. The indigenous people can't tell the difference between doctors and nurses. They only recognize people in white coats. They all thought I was also a doctor."
As she spoke, Fang Fei took out a small medicine bottle from the pocket of her white coat, took out small pills and distributed them to the black women. The women took the pills and put them into their mouths with sacred expressions, and their spirits seemed to rise immediately.
He got better and ran away jumping.
"What did you give them to eat?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"Vitamins, hehe, are equivalent to placebos. The medicines given by the medical team are distributed free of charge. Over time, they like to pretend to be sick and take one or two pills even though they are not sick. These black people are very cute."
The clothes of the black tribesmen are much more civilized than Liu Ziguang imagined. Except for some old people who still wear thatch-woven national costumes, most of the young people wear cheap Chinese-made textiles. They have all kinds of clothes, most of which are brightly colored chemical fiber products.
Liu Ziguang even saw the words "Meteor Garden" printed on the backs of several black youths, with four beautiful Asian teenagers posing on them. It turned out that these outdated clothes had been dumped here.
Fang Fei found the tribal chief, an old man wearing only a floral sheet. He was energetic and had bright eyes. At first glance, he looked like Gandhi. After hearing that Fang Fei said a few words in Aboriginal language, the old man stood up.
Qi clapped his hands, and the people immediately fell silent, with only the sound of the fire making a beeping sound.
The chief Yiliwala said something, and the black people became lively again. The young people ran back to the earthen huts and brought out simple jars one by one. The women took out all kinds of strange food. The children ran around excitedly, and the dogs in the tribe also
They barked excitedly, while several highly respected priests and other figures headed to the camp with their walking sticks.
"What are you doing?" Liu Ziguang was confused.
"Knowing that we were leaving, the chief decided to hold a grand farewell party. Didn't you see that they brought out all the wine and delicious food?" Fang Fei said with a naughty smile on her face.
"The delicious thing...couldn't it be the legendary roasted monkey?" Liu Ziguang asked weakly.
"That one is considered light, but there is another one that is more powerful than that one. Take a look."
The hospitality was so great that all the members of the medical team were invited, and even those who were seriously ill were carried to the open space. A feast began, and the black people sang and danced around the bonfire, performing the national dance "Head Dance".
Liu Ziguang saw this kind of dance performed by Chen Martin in a bar in Jiangbei. He was shocked at that time. Now he realizes that a small witch is a big witch. This is the authentic African war dance, with strong young men slapping.
They were playing war drums and waving spears, with a serious and almost divine expression. They danced next to the fire, making loud shouts from time to time. Liu Ziguang noticed that the leading warrior seemed to actually be holding a human head in his hand...
The women are busy cooking, which are all local-style hard dishes. According to Fang Fei, the social system of the tribe is still that of a group living system. The men hunt and the women pick and make wine. Since West Sadamoa is close to the seaside,
The climate is humid and less affected by the dry season, and the area near Lake Carlos is rich in products. You can basically fill your belly by eating wild fruits, and meat and wine are luxuries.
Several enthusiastic black ladies came over holding clay jars, and without any explanation, they handed one to Liu Ziguang. Liu Ziguang looked at the so-called wine jar carefully and found that the workmanship was very unique, flat and round, with a reed inserted into it.
When you smell the straw, it seems to have a sweet and sour taste. This should be the local bar brewed by Africans.
"Don't laugh at the muddy wine produced by farmers." Liu Ziguang smiled boldly, picked up the wine jar and took a sip. It was sour and sweet in the mouth, and it was indeed sweet.
"The alcohol content is a bit low, almost like dark beer." He commented while shaking his head.
Fang Fei, who was watching the song and dance, turned around with a surprised look on her face: "Did you drink?"
"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that the way of making wine is unacceptable to most people..."
"How to brew it?"
"They first picked wild fruits, then chewed them up and spit them into jars...naturally fermented...you know, we drank a lot when we didn't know about it at first, but then we accidentally saw them making wine and stopped drinking.
Oh, where are you going? Don't vomit."
I don’t dare to drink this farmhouse wine anymore. Fortunately, there are still a few boxes of beer in the camp. They will leave tomorrow. The medical team simply took out all the stocks and everyone enjoyed it together. It seems that black people also prefer bottled beer.
After drinking, they became more excited and began to serve hard food.
The so-called hard dishes include roasted pythons, roasted monkeys, roasted lizards, fried grasshoppers, and caterpillars. Each dish challenges Liu Ziguang's endurance, especially the famous roasted monkey, which in the eyes of ordinary people is nothing like eating people.
The big difference is that the monkey's head was chopped off, and the expression of pain before death was still on the face. It was thrown on the fire and roasted until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. The black people held the ferocious monkey head and feasted on it, and even
Put your fingers into the monkey's skull to eat the tofu brain...
Fortunately, there are some regular foods, such as bananas, baked potatoes, wild corn, fried fish, and boiled shrimps. Carlos Lake is rich in aquatic products. Black people are good at swimming and fishing. Freshwater fish is also one of their main foods, but in comparison
Next, apparently they prefer to eat monkeys.
What surprised Liu Ziguang was that little Arthur did not dare to eat roasted monkey, but he was relieved after thinking about it. Although this child is a Kaye tribe, he grew up with white people in an international hotel, and his eating habits are naturally more mature.
More civilized.
Although this child is young, he has extensive experience. He can speak very authentic Portuguese and English, and can also speak a little French. Of course, he does not have much vocabulary and can only cope with general communication. He will not be able to communicate in a slightly in-depth manner, so
He and Liu Ziguang didn't talk much along the way, but now he and Fang Fei were chatting in full swing, bursting into innocent laughter from time to time.
Black people are bold by nature. This feast ate up all the wine and food. The black man, who was full of fruit wine, swayed, hugged the black girl he had been flirting with for a long time, and went to the wild to make peace. The boldness and heartiness of black people
It can be seen that the comrades of the medical team went back to the camp to sleep. Even those young and strong men who had been away from home for a long time did not dare to pick black peonies from Africa. On the one hand, it was for aesthetic reasons, and another important reason was that
Because AIDS is rampant in the African continent, if you are not careful, you will win the bid.
"You know, these people are really friendly and cute. The more you deal with them, the more innocent they become." Fang Fei said as she walked. She deliberately walked slowly and stayed behind the team.
"As you can imagine, the people living in this primitive forest are as simple as a blank sheet of paper, but I guess they also have shortcomings, right?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"Of course, they are very lazy. It's probably a common trait among tropical people. They don't work unless they have to. They like to enjoy themselves immediately. Our medical team once hired several local porters. Every time they were paid, they would
They disappear and appear naturally when the money is spent. The same goes for the men in the tribe. Apart from hunting, they sleep and drink and never take care of the children or women. In fact, more than half of the work in the tribe is maintained by women."
Fang Fei then touched little Arthur's head and said, "This kid is quite diligent. He follows you every step of the way. Is he the little guide you hired?"
"No, it's the translator and guide arranged by the hotel manager."
"Oh, that's it. Let me tell you, he speaks foreign languages very well. I just talked with him. This child is very pitiful. His mother is a mixed race. She died when she gave birth to him. He never knew who his father was when he was a child.
Who is he? He only knows that he is a member of the Kaye tribe."
Little Arthur knew they were talking about him and smiled with his white teeth. Liu Ziguang also touched his head lovingly. Little Arthur said seriously: "Sir, thank you for saving me. I have something for you."
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Then he took off an ivory pendant with simple carvings from his neck and gestured to hang it up for Liu Ziguang. Liu Ziguang looked at Fang Fei. Fang Fei smiled and said, "This is the amulet of the Kaye people. He gave it to you to represent
I entrust my life to you, and you must take it seriously."
So Liu Ziguang leaned down and asked Arthur to hang the amulet around his neck. He shook hands with him seriously and said, "Thank you."
When we returned to the camp, it was already midnight, and Mai Jiaxuan came out of nowhere and said, "Xiao Fang, the gay men will have a busy day tomorrow, so you should be on duty."
Fang Fei agreed, and Mai Jiaxuan glanced sideways at Liu Ziguang and said, "There are no extra beds in the camp."
Liu Ziguang frowned: "It's okay, I'll accompany our family Fang Fei on duty."
Mai Jiaxuan gave him a cold look and walked away.
"Is this guy interested in you?" Liu Ziguang asked loudly and deliberately.
"He is interested in all the lesbians in the medical team, except Captain Gu." Fang Fei stuck out her tongue and said mischievously.
A dark cloud gradually covered the moon. In the dark primitive jungle, it was impossible to see any fingers. An elite force armed to the teeth gradually approached the medical team camp under the cover of night.