This is a local specialty dish, but not a special dish of Simba Hongnie people. This dish is also available in other restaurants in the small town.

The Simba people's special dishes are red platters and curry fruit bats. Yang Shubao stayed away from these two dishes and didn't even look at them.

Curry fruit bats have a very Indian flavor. The peeled fruit bats are chopped and poured into a lot of red wine to remove the fishy smell, add spices, and serve with green peppers, onions, potatoes to cook in the pot. If you change the fruit bats to chicken, you will be curry chicken.

After simply filling in the stomach, they left the restaurant.

At this time, they met a convoy of off-road vehicles that had been in conflict at the wooden bridge. Several strong men got off with a stern face. The two sides met. The men's faces changed one after another and they quickly gathered together.

Yang Shubao was afraid that they would come to cause trouble again, so he nodded to the blood elf and said, "Show our force."

Many trees were planted in Simba's Red Clay Man's tribe, and there was an acacia tree as thick as an arm next to it. The blood elf turned around and raised his foot and kicked it sideways-

As fast as the wind, as loud as the dragon!

With a click, the lush acacia tree was kicked off by him!

The big men hurriedly got on the car, and the off-road vehicle drove out with a bang. The starting speed was extremely fast. I guess the driver stepped on the accelerator into the fuel tank.

Mason was quite satisfied with the lunch. He was even more satisfied when he saw these big men being scared away. He smiled at Uncle Yang with satisfaction and said, "A wonderful afternoon, ha?"

Yang Shubao did not answer, but warned him: "You'd better restrain your mouth, don't talk or eat randomly. There is a saying in our Chinese culture that illness comes from the mouth and disaster comes from the mouth. I suggest you take it as your motto."

After hearing this, Mason was quite unhappy. He curled his lips and said, "Hey, man, what do you mean?"

Yang Shubao said: "You are a chef and may know that some ingredients are delicious, but if you understand them in depth, you will know that they contain many bacteria, viruses and parasites, and some of them are even unknown to humans today. If you eat them so randomly, you may have problems."

Mason rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think I'm a kid? I know all these, just like the curry fruit bat and red platter I ordered today, I didn't actually eat them at all, I just studied them."

"You didn't eat? Why do I think the plate is empty?"

"Here." Mason showed him a packed bag, "I definitely can't stay intact, otherwise wouldn't it be a slap in the face of this tribe? That's to cause trouble. I'll leave the tribe and throw it into the trash can later."

Uncle Yang didn't understand: "What did you do if you don't eat?"

Mason said: "I'm a chef, guy, I can't eat it, but I have to know these things. Let's go find a cockfighting ground, and let's take a look at the pillar economy industry in Bekuzulu."

They drove away from the Simba Red Citizen tribe, and then entered the main city area of ​​Bekuzulu.

The so-called main city is not a city, it can only be said to be a large village. There are very few buildings in this small city with two or three floors, mainly various bungalows.

The cockfighting ground is also in a bungalow, but it is just a large bungalow. As Mason said, this is the pillar industry of Bekuzulu, so although it is a gambling, it exists legally in the local area.

You have to buy tickets when entering the cockfighting stadium, and the tickets are not cheap, and each ticket costs 50 rands.

There is no parking lot in the cockfighting stadium itself, so they even need to pay for parking. Of course, there are many open spaces in the small town, but Mason said that the public security here is very poor, and cars outside the country will definitely be smashed and robbed if they park outside.

There is a parking lot more than 200 meters away from the cockfighting field, but the charges here are very casual. After seeing Yang Shubao's face, the old black man who charged the parking fee regarded him as a foreign tourist and even asked for a parking fee of 500 yuan.

Uncle Yang was so angry that he simply stopped the car and said to the two elves: "You stay here and watch the car."

Terry hugged his arms and said, "Just just watch Marlon, I'll accompany you in."

The Blood Elf is the personal bodyguard of the Elf City Lord, and he is afraid that Lao Yang will encounter danger.

Yang Shubao is not afraid of something. Places like the cockfighting ground are indeed mixed, but there is no problem with public security inside. The boss spends a lot of money to invite people to come to visit the venue. If they can't even maintain public security, then no one will come to this scene.

He left all the two elves, and Ma Long pointed to the sky and said, "We don't have to stay outside. The city lord, if any problems arise, I will find out as soon as possible."

The fierce eagle hovered in the air.

Yang Shubao patted his shoulder and said, "You can stay outside, there are cockfighting inside, you won't like that kind of scene."

After understanding what this place, the two elves stayed honestly. They really couldn't stand the activity of using animals to fight desperately to make fun of humans.

There is no lunch break in the cockfighting hall, and there are constant competitions from 10 am to 10 pm.

They showed their tickets to enter the venue, and the stands inside were filled with spectators.

This cockfighting ground is very simple, it is surrounded by tarpaulin, and the sky is open air, so the lighting is pretty good.

The venue has a circle of layered auditoriums like a football field, with a total of six floors, which will squeeze at least two hundred people.

After seeing Yang Shubao's face clearly, a burly security guard came over and asked, "Foreigner? Asian?"

Yang Shubao looked at him vigilantly and said, "Yes, Chinese."

He thought that the security guard was going to bully him because of his identity just like the car-seeker in the parking lot outside, but he guessed it wrong, and was very wrong.

The security guard turned around and waved his hand and shouted, "There are foreign friends here. Give him a place to go to the front. He must have never played cockfighting. He is here to open his eyes and let him go to the front to look."

The innermost circle was already full of people, but when the security guard called it, they immediately squeezed to both sides, leaving a small piece of seat empty.

It is difficult to sit down three people in this space, but there are too many people and few lands in this situation. It is already considered to be a face for him, a foreigner.

Lao Yang was a man who was soft but not hard. The security guard's arrangement moved him. He took out a hundred dollars and handed it to him and said, "The weather is very hot today. Guy, buy some drinks to moisten your throat."

The security guard took 100 yuan to his pocket and smiled and said, "I hope you have fun. If you have any questions, please come to me. My name is Belecon. Everyone here calls me Heibei."

The cockfighting hall is like a dogfighting hall, a casino and other places. It relies on gambling to make money. The style of the cockfighting hall is naturally much worse than that of the casinos. There are no rich people or people with status here. They have no qualities. When they see Nicole, who is beautiful and noble, they are very moved. Someone directly asked Mason: "What is your price?"
Chapter completed!