Two cars slowly passed in front of the Carlton Hotel with the traffic, and no one looked at it.

For Chinese youth, accustomed to seeing high-rise buildings and rows of buildings, a 50-story old building is nothing to marvel at.

Only when Yang Shubao introduced that there was a good observation deck on the top of the hotel that Ding Yuquan curiously poked his head out of the car window to take a look.

In fact, he didn't need to be in such a hurry to watch, he had enough time to watch slowly.

The junction was blocked, they were blocked.

Yang Shubao got out of the car to check, the intersection was not a simple traffic jam, but a car accident, several cars had a series of collisions, but the traffic police did not arrive, only a bunch of people shouted together.

Maison guessed this, and when he came back shaking his head, he asked, "Is there a dead man?"

Yang Shubao said: "No, I don't see the specifics, but this is the city center road, the car can't drive fast, and no one should die." ”

Mason shook his head: "You don't know Johannesburg, if the car can't drive fast, then there will be no accidents, there must be people racing in the city, there are always such idiots, you know? They especially like to drive around in the city, saying that they enjoy the heartbeat, fuck it!"

He was right, after a while, the sound of an ambulance sounded, and Yang Shubao went to look at it again, and the ambulance got off the stretcher.

Maison threw the car door up and walked down: "Forget it, I can't leave in a short time, I'll take you here first?"

"It's a pedestrian mall, a commercial street that sells souvenirs and the like, including local antiques and simple luxury goods," he said. ”

"Is it a real antique?" asked Yang Shubao.

Mason shrugged and said, "The devil knows." ”

It was almost time to eat, and there were food stalls in the shopping street, so they stopped the car and walked over.

Here you see a lot of yellow people, some wearing yellow hats and some wearing red hats, these look like elderly tour groups from China, and there are also cuckolds, this look is not Chinese.

There are many stalls on the high street, and almost all of the stalls are blacks, and there are also blacks performing activities.

Duren and Ma Xiaodong saw a black girl dancing belly dance, and they ran over quickly.

The black girl glared at the two of them, and a child came up with a straw hat to ask for money, and bowed to the two of them again and again.

The two young men were good-looking, so they took out the change and put it in their hats.

The black girl with a waist as soft as a tender willow smiled more ambiguously when she saw this, and walked over to give a hot kiss one by one while dancing.

Without saying a word, Durham took out his wallet and gave another piece of money.

The black girl's big eyes became crescents, and she hugged him to dance.

Ma Xiaodong took out his wallet and saw that there was no rand, he was going back to China, and he exchanged all the rand for RMB.

As a result, the child holding the straw hat said, "Ninja people, ninja people, dogs!"

Ma Xiaodong laughed, he gave ten yuan, and the black girl gave him a flying kiss and left.

This made Ma Xiaodong very unwilling, and someone behind him said: "Dude, give a few more, maybe you can directly use the big sword?"

Ma Xiaodong turned around, apparently also a Chinese tourist.

Yang Shubao came over with a handful of grilled sausages to distribute to everyone, and Maison took a bite and scolded: "The meat has gone bad!"

He scolded him and ate it.

Cai Yue asked, "Do you still want to eat the meat when it's bad?"

Maison said vaguely: "This is South Africa, ma'am, this is Johannesburg." ”

Since they have come to the shopping street, people who have returned to China want to buy some souvenirs to take home as gifts.

Maison stopped them and shook their heads: "Just walk around here, if you want to buy souvenirs, I will take you to the Museum of African Evolution, there are ethnological exhibitions, replicas of small Zulu huts and all kinds of African wood carvings, and the things in it are cheap and cheap." ”

"Far from it?" Cai Yue asked as she looked back, worried that she wouldn't be able to catch up.

Mason pointed to the south and said, "See the big hut? That is, a little farther away, but it won't be slaughtered." ”

Yang Shubao quickly ran to the street to see the traffic jam, and shook his head when he came back: "I can't go, the traffic police have arrived, they are clearing the traffic, let's go back?"

Cai Yue was a little disappointed, but Maison told her that there are also places to sell souvenirs in Gold Vein City, after all, it is a large tourist attraction.

Driving through the city, the congestion on the road was immediately alleviated, and Meissen was in full swing, and the car was whizzing on the road.

Zhang Jinjie didn't dare to drive too fast for fear of an accident: "Slow down, Richard, I almost hit someone." ”

Gold Vein City is a small town, a little dilapidated and a little cluttered, after all, it used to be a place where miners lived, not some high-end residential area.

At the gate of the city, a ten-meter-high granite stone tablet was erected, on which a slip of letters was carved, Ding Yuquan carefully identified it, and muttered: "Have fun today, just spend yesterday's money." ”

Yang Shubao slapped him and laughed: "Today's joy is at the cost of yesterday's payment, this is a slang phrase, what do you translate it into?"

Ding Yuquan pouted and said, "Yo, Yang Dacai, who passed the sixth-level exam four times in college, can now laugh at his father in English?"

Cai Yue sighed: "I don't see you for three days, I am impressed, Lao Yang's English is really average, and now I am saying it so slippery, sure enough, the environment is the most important, by the way, Daquanzi, how many times have you taken the sixth level?"

"I didn't take the test. Ding Yuquan is right.

Mason pointed to the stele and said, "This is for the miners, and you know, the black miners have to rest for two days when they earn a day's money, and they don't come back to work until they have no money." ”

"Isn't this the god of Sanhe? It turns out that South Africa has had a god of Sanhe so early, and the tiger should be allowed to come here. ”

"When the tiger comes, he can carry the stone tablet away, and the words on it are gilded, right?"

Ten meters behind the gate, there is a stone sculpture of a miner stepping on ore, he is carrying a shovel in one hand, and the other hand is stretched forward, and there is also a stone tablet next to it that reads: If you can walk under my arm, I will not charge your ticket.

The miner's arm was about a meter above the ground, and Ding Yuquan squatted down happily and drilled over.

A staff member next to him laughed: "It's to stand up straight and walk over, sir, children under one meter are free." ”

This is a toll gate, and the Golden Vein City has long been out of gold to dig up, and now it is a museum and tourist center, with a playground inside.

The ticket price is not expensive, 50 yuan for an adult ticket, and 20 yuan for a minor ticket.

The young man who sold tickets was very skillful, he accepted fifty yuan for a ticket from everyone else, and when he arrived at Cai Yue, a ticket was only twenty yuan, and said: "I see that your face looks like a little girl who has not yet reached adulthood, you should still be in middle school, right?"

As he spoke, he winked at Cai Yue.

Cai Yuele is broken, women like others to say that they are young.

Even if it's a lie.

They don't care if what they hear is a lie, they only care if it's good.

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