It is like a giant salty steamed cake. The mutton is cooked softly and the soup is soaked in the light yellow gus rice. It is so oily that it is quite luxurious and attentive.

After eating, a cup of mint tea is boiled first, boil a pot of water, then add green tea and sugar to cook together, and finally add a little mint leaves and roll it into a cup with fresh mint leaves. It is sweet and fresh.

The waiter lifted the shiny silver pot with a very high shiny mouth, but the tea was perfectly injected into the gold-inlaid glass cup without missing a drop. The Arabs were fond of sweetness and wanted to put half a cup of sugar cube, which was so sweet.

Swinging in Morocco, the most unlikely thing to miss is this overwhelming Arabic AFé. As long as it is an open-air seat facing the road, there must be a large-bellied Arab men, with almost no women, as if they are a special place for men to socialize.

Everyone has a cup of mint tea, and they can talk to the heart, even if it is a big deal, it can be gone.

After eating and drinking, walking on the street, there were only sparse juice stalls during the day, and everything seemed dejected. But when the sun sets and cools down, the vendors who have been raising their energy all day begin to emerge from all corners with aura.

He hangs out the faces of beef and goats, puts on fried fish and shrimps, and the guys who solicited customers all looked obsessed with their lives and said hello: Harrow, there are everything here, and you can have whatever you want."

"Sorry, I've eaten it, very full." Even if I encounter such a cold response, I will still be bombarded by the young man: Wait, you need more food, feed..."

After passing through various strange food stalls, Johnson still couldn't help it, especially the snail stall. A circle was filled with people. The small wooden boards on the edge of the cart were used as a pocket bar, and everyone wanted a bowl of boiled snails.

If you want to try it in a bowl, the shell is a black and white thread, like some kind of cute shell, but it absorbs heat. You are so hot that you keep swaying your hands and blowing, and you can't eat one for a long time.

Looking at the neighbors, no matter adults and children, they use a toothpick to pick the meat. They are skillful in their movements, use snail meat to slug the teeth and chat, and drink the soup to be perfect.

But I was addicted to it, and the boss immediately handed over a bowl of snails. The new round of meat picking competition began, which was quite interesting for us to whip screws and drink. After eating it for a while, I asked for a portion of chickpeas to relieve the greasiness.

Next to it is a cart selling cactus fruits. You can drive one to eat one. This magical desert fruit is eye-catching. It is the sweetest, with a juice overflowing. No need to ask the price, count the number of eating, give the vendor the same number of Moroccan dirhams, and wipe your mouth with your hands and leave.

After eating too much, the best way to get back to the hotel and eliminate the fatigue of travel is to enjoy a massage and have a spa for health.

Walk into the 50c bath and lie relaxed on the belly stone. A masseur called Tanlak put on gloves and rubbed the whole body with traditional black soap made of olive resin to cleanse the body and exterminate the skin.

After washing it in cold water, it is then applied to the body and hair with Moroccan specialty gray-green mineral mud. It is said that this mineral has the effects of deep cleaning and detoxification.
Chapter completed!