This street is on the side of the mainland, it is a T-junction, and when Ye Kai came by car, he saw a lot of vendors setting up stalls.

There is a large open space on the side of the entrance, a group of children are playing football in this open space with bare feet, some children shout loudly and thinly, Ye Kai has good hearing, and he feels that his ears are beginning to hurt.

He frowned and said in Chinese: "It's so uncomfortable, you probably don't understand how torture it is for people with good hearing to hear such a sound at close range." ”

"There's a snack shop in front of you, do you see it? ”

Ye Kai turned his phone in the direction facing the street, so that the people in the live broadcast room could also see the situation on the street.

This street is two or three hundred meters long, very lively, there are large supermarkets, there are stalls selling colorful national costumes, and of course, there are also stalls selling snacks.

(Eat that stuff that looks like an oil cake)

(The supermarket is so small)

(My husband is so handsome)

(Boom)

(Labor and management punch a monster, call it again?)

............

Ye Kai found useful information from the chaotic barrage and said: "Africa is not like the mainland, although this supermarket is only the size of a community supermarket, it is already the largest supermarket I have ever seen in Africa. ”

The official language of Zambia is English, and although it speaks with a bit of African flavor, as long as these people don't speak African soil, Ye Kai can understand what they say.

So there will be no language barrier when walking on this street.

Ye Kai came to a snack stall closest to him, where he bought something that was directly fried with flour, and Ye Kai didn't know if there was salt in the flour.

Try a piece.

Ye Kai switched the live broadcast screen to the rear camera, stepped forward and asked, "Boss, what is this." ”

The black lady said, "Pull out the ribbon and take it." ”

"Pull the ribbon and take it?"

The proprietress saw the mobile phone that Ye Kai was holding, and raised the fried food in her hand to the camera and said, "Pull out the ribbon and take it." ”

This is a word that cannot be translated, Ye Kai watched the process of making it, and said: "Oh, this should be fried dough, press the flour into a dough and fry it in oil." ”

"It looks very simple, is there any difference between it and domestic fried dough?"

I couldn't think clearly, Ye Kai decided to buy one.

"How much. He asked.

The proprietress gestured to her two fingers and said, "Two kwacha." ”

"I'll buy one. Ye Kai said, and then said to the people in the live broadcast room, "You don't need me to translate, right? Kwacha is the currency of Zambia, basically two Kwacha for one dollar of Huaxia currency." ”

(It's only a dollar, so cheap)

(Isn't this fried dumpling wrapper?)

(No sesame, no soul)

Ye Kai watched the proprietress find a piece of the dough from the laid out dough and put it in the boiling oil to fry it. The oil is hot, and the dough is crispy almost at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The proprietress picked up the cake with a tong, put it in a basket, and then used a small plastic bag to pack the dough and handed it to Ye Kai, saying.

"Alright. ”

After Ye Kai paid her the money, he was ready to try it.

The camera is facing him, Ye Kai said: "Okay, this is the first African street food experience today, I'll taste it." ”

As soon as I bit into it, there was a clicking sound from the fried dough.

After a few thoughtful bites, Ye Kai said: "To be honest, it's a little dry, and it may be because it just came out of the pot, there is a lot of oil." ”

"Let's talk about the taste. Ye Kai thought for a while and said. "Just like I saw a barrage just now, fried dumpling skin, but this one is thicker, nothing remarkable, let's take a look at the other. ”

Two more steps away is a new snack stall.

Most of the vendors here, especially those selling snacks, are women. Ye Kai rarely saw African men buying small goods in the market.

This stall is a vertical glass case with two levels, the upper level is for food and the lower level is for spices. The side facing the street is glass, so you can see inside.

"What is this?" Ye Kai asked the female boss.

"Crispy balls. She said.

The snacks at this stall are about the size of a ping-pong ball, and they have a deep-fried yellow appearance.

This boss may not be used to the camera, so Ye Kai didn't point his phone at her, but kept facing the glass cabinet and said to her, "Is this also made of flour?"

“yes。 ”

"Then I want a copy of this, how much is it. ”

"Two kwachas. ”

(Another dollar?)

(Give me ten bucks, and I'll be able to eat here.) ）

(Doesn't it sound like chakra just me?)

The boss used a round plastic box to fill a few crispy balls, went to the lower layer, scooped a little sugar with a spoon and sprinkled it on it, and then handed it to Ye Kai.

Ye Kai asked, "OK?"

“OK。 ”

It's that simple?

Ye Kai took it, because it was a combination of a box and a toothpick, Ye Kai was not easy to operate with a selfie stick, so he used the fingers of his left hand to hold the selfie stick and picked up the plastic bowl by the way.

Holding a toothpick in his right hand, he took a crispy ball out and ate it.

"This taste. ”

Ye Kai squinted his eyes slightly, and said to the live broadcast room: "I think it's a high-risk job to come here to taste food, and it's not good for you to be so vain." ”

Ye Kai put the half-eaten crispy balls in the bowl and continued: "What about the taste, it's a little sour, it's also a little sweet, after all, it's sugar, but this sour ......"

"I think it's a bit like the sourness of the dough that has been fermented for a long time, maybe the crispy balls taste like this, but I really can't eat anything like this. ”

If it was before, it would be fine, but now Ye Kai has high requirements for the texture and taste of the food. Any food that can survive in the market must have its uniqueness, but spoiled food is something that Ye Kai definitely doesn't want to taste.

This bowl of crispy balls had to be thrown away.

"Let's look elsewhere. ”

Ye Kai found a place to throw away the unfinished things in his hand, and walked towards the food he noticed before, "There are two stalls here, both of which are things I noticed just now and I really want to taste them." ”

One here is fried bananas, which should also be a very authentic African snack, so Ye Kai is very similar to tasting the taste of fried bananas, and the other Ye Kai is very interested in something like zongzi.

His packaging resembles seeds, all wrapped in green leaves, but now the color of the leaves is slightly dull, which is a sign of boiling water.

"Which one to eat?" he thought.

Both of them are very interesting, Ye Kai glanced at the live broadcast room, and made up his mind: "Then this thing that looks like a zongzi." ”

He walked up to the place where the suspected zongzi was sold and said, "Good afternoon, ma'am, what is this?"