The blacks who arrived were not only Zulu, but also some Karlo girls.

The Karlo are a relatively small ethnic group in Ethiopia, and it is easy to distinguish them, and the Karo girls endure severe pain after reaching puberty, making some cuts in the skin of the chest and abdomen, and then burying bamboo sticks in the wounds to give them a certain pattern.

Once the wounds have healed, the elaborate patterns remain on their bodies, and they also use white, black, yellow, ochre paints and red clay to depict patterns on their faces and bodies.

The girls who work in Hluchluwe certainly can't paint their bodies like they do in the tribe, but the scars on their bodies can't be erased, and the light of the fire makes people very uncomfortable.

This scene is relatively rare in Africa, even Wu Chenjie is the first time he has seen it, he whispered to Yang Shubao: "I thought of Eric, the cousin of T'Challa in "Black Panther", isn't that the murder mark on his body like this?"

Mason heard him and smiled, "Actually, the design of the murder mark on Eric's body was inspired by the Carlo, remember a word of advice, don't criticize other people's culture and traditions." ”

Yang Shubao nodded, in fact, he and Wu Chenjie are special existences here, and many black people are staring at the two of them, and their eyes are quite unfriendly.

Until Nicole Zorro arrives.

The owner of the flower shop didn't dress up much, his blonde hair was braided into two braids and flung over his shoulders, and he was wearing a printed skirt with a black base and red flowers, which was flamboyant and elegant. She didn't wear high heels like most girls, but a pair of flat canvas little white shoes, simple and neat.

But her own appearance, figure and temperament are excellent, and many black young people immediately put their hot eyes on it, and some of them Yang Shubao was afraid when they saw it.

Nicole was not afraid, her strong, rugged grandfather stood behind her, silent, like a wall of cast iron against the walls of the flood beasts.

When she saw Mason, Hall, and Yang Shubao, she smiled, walked up with light steps, and said with a smile: "Are all the people from the town here?"

Wu Chenjie smiled: "My name is Wu, it's a pleasure to meet you, you are really a beautiful and elegant lady, maybe I can take a picture with you later? ”

Yang Shubao gasped: "Old Wu, you can have a mouth, but aren't you married?"

Wu Chenjie said: "Yes, fortunately, I gave my heart to my wife first, otherwise it would have to stay in this town." ”

South African flattery is a bit embarrassing in Confucian culture, but the locals like it, simple and crude is best, and detours are not popular because many people don't understand it.

At this moment, Yang Shubao felt that he was a big pot of sauerkraut fish, sour, vegetable and redundant.

He has a shy and conservative personality, and he can't say this kind of thing, so he has lived for more than 20 years and has been single for more than 20 years.

Mason smiled: "Wu said the same when he saw Sissi yesterday, besides, Sissi really took a picture with him, poor silly girl." ”

The crowd laughed.

"Why didn't Sissi come?" asked Nicole curiously.

"Fast food restaurants still have to be in business," Mason said. ”

Hall added: "The three of us drew lots to decide who would stay, and that poor girl was not only stupid, but also unlucky, haha, she drew three lots, and she stayed all three times." ”

As twilight fell, more people arrived, and this time it was the townspeople, including the three Ron.

Yang Shubao's face immediately turned gloomy when he saw them, but the three of them didn't trouble him, but mixed into the black circle and laughed happily.

Mason put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Relax, relax, it's fun time, no personal grudges, Ron they won't trouble you here, I swear, they won't." ”

The big guys were all carrying food and drink, and a tall black young man took a handful of beer from his horse and divided it.

He gave them one by one, and when he walked up to Yang Shubao, he also gave him a bottle, and smiled at him in a friendly manner: "My name is Jill, Jill Edgar Allan Poe, and I am the great mystery writer Edgar Allan Poe." ”

Hall put his hand on his shoulder and said, "Jill is a good fellow, he's an inventor, haha." ”

Jill grinned and stretched out his hand to Yang Shubao, who also said in a friendly manner: "I also had a dream of being an inventor when I was a child, but my imagination is too poor. ”

"You really need imagination, brother, it's important to be inventive, and I'll show you an interesting invention later, and it will help you have fun today." Jill patted him on the shoulder and walked happily to the next person.

It can be seen that his popularity is very good, and even the old Zorro, who is not careful, smiled when he took his beer.

After getting the drink, the atmosphere became more enthusiastic, and some people started to play music, and then a group of people began to dance around the campfire.

The black brothers and sisters really have a heartfelt love for the bonfire, they don't stop when they jump, they sing and dance, they dance in the right direction, they dance in the opposite direction, you pull me to dance, I dance with you, very warm.

Jill ran to find Yang Shubao, he had a cup sleeve around his neck, a bottle of beer in it, and some parts and metal plates hanging from his chest on the outside of the cup sleeve: "Look, this is my recent invention of the auxiliary drinking machine. ”

"When you're dancing, playing on the computer, when you're cooking, your hands aren't free, and then you can use my machine to automatically drink, and if you press this button, it will automatically bring the bottle to your mouth, you see. ”

The two-shaft-driven aluminum alloy slats lifted the cup sleeve, and then Jill took the initiative to close the beer bottle with a shrunk neck, and the beer bottle continued to rise, and finally the bottle poured beer into his mouth downward.

Yang Shubao watched this performance dumbfounded, is this an invention of a ball?

The beer bottle can't go up or down, Gilgan glared.

Half a bottle of beer choked him on it, and he had to press the bottle down with his hands.

Yang Shubao blinked, speechless.

He opened his mouth and wanted to preach a few words, but he really didn't know how to speak.

Jill recognized the reality, and he sneered: "This invention is still in the correction stage, it doesn't matter, I'll fix the bug in the future." And look down, look at my feet. ”

Yang Shubao looked down and noticed that the black brother was wearing a pair of flatform shoes on his feet, and he was a little confused when he saw this: Why are the old men wearing flatform shoes?

Jill said: "I'm not an ordinary shoe, this is an eco-friendly shoe, and its sole is a garbage bin that you can carry with your feet, watch me put on a show for you." ”

He threw a ball of paper on the ground, and then the front of the shoe was cocked, and he used the tip of his shoe to get close to the paperball, and as the front of the shoe fell again, the paper ball was swept into the shoe.

Yang Shubao and Wu Chenjie glanced at each other, and they both saw a look of shock on each other's faces that could not be concealed.

What kind of stupid invention is this? The two asked the same question.