Except for a few large old cities such as Johannesburg and Cape Town, there is nothing to see in South Africa, and they are all cement cities dominated by low-rise buildings.

For Chinese, accustomed to tall buildings and straight roads, many small towns in South Africa are like towns and villages, and even less than county seats.

However, Madadeni is unexpectedly good, the buildings here are also low and scattered, but they have the style of English architecture.

Many buildings, especially those that look old, have their main structural walls made of concrete blocks or stones, with simple architectural lines, dignified architectural colors and unique styles.

The old houses in the downtown area are all villas, with sloping roofs, dormer windows, parapets, and sun rooms, and the architectural style tends to be solemn and simple.

But these houses are very bold in color, there are blue, gray, green, and some walls are painted with exaggerated patterns, as for what is painted Lao Yang can't understand, it is estimated that it is an abstract faction.

Cai Yue walked around the streets, taking pictures as she walked, and she asked, "This city should have a long history, right?" It looks very good, these patterns are also very interesting, and their existence has formed a kind of impact with the old-fashioned style of the house, what kind of style does this belong to?"

Yang Shubao didn't know, Zhang Jinjie has been learning about the culture of South African cities, he said: "Madadeni does have a long history, it has a longer history than Johannesburg, Johannesburg was the gold mine was discovered and built on the mine. It was the first large farm built on fertile soil, which once provided the first high-quality food for the colonists. ”

"So what's the color scheme of the building here? It looks good, and there's an artistic treatment that brings dynamic rhythm and beauty to the building. Cai Yue asked with great interest.

Zhang Jinjie disdainfully: "You know the rhythm and beauty of a fart." ”

Cai Yue suddenly laughed: "You don't know what's going on with the color scheme of the building here!"

Zhang Jinjie was stupid, he really didn't know.

Listening to their words, Lu Penghui shook his head: "It seems that I lack artistic cells, I can't see any rhythm and beauty, I just feel that these things are too messy, originally the house here is well-behaved and angular, these colors disrupt this rule, it is not good-looking." ”

Gul couldn't understand their discussion, but could see that they were arguing, so he asked them what they were arguing about.

Yang Shubao said Cai Yue's question, and Gu Li sneered after hearing it: "What style? There is no style here, it's just a group of bastards scribbling on the wall with paint." ”

"This is the earliest city centre of Madadeni and the traditional wealthy area, and the little cottages you see were built by the first wealthy British, and black people were not allowed to come here until apartheid was lifted," he explained. ”

"As you know, the agricultural cities are always rigid and serious, and Madadeni ended apartheid relatively late, and the local contradictions are more serious. Then as the quarantine ended, the local wealthy whites sold their property and left, and then the black people in power took over the houses and started graffiti on them. ”

Yang Shubao understood: "Is it revenge for the previous quarantine policy?"

"Yes, revenge, I like that word. Gully laughed, "They take revenge on everything that has to do with oppression, you don't know what a chaotic time this city has had, you should be hard to imagine." ”

Walking through the old street, Yang Shubao had nothing to do and chatted with Gu Li: "How chaotic is it?"

"Two chaotic eras," Gully said, "the first was much longer, when white farmers and ranchers oppressed blacks and could whip them and rob them of their stuff at will;

"In ten days, almost all the wives and daughters of the rich white men have been violated, some of the men have their hands broken and some of their legs have been broken, and every day you wake up you can find the bodies in the depths of the alley, the bodies of the white young masters, very miserable. ”

Gu Li is also Caucasian, and Yang Shubao asked curiously, "Then why are you still here?"

"Because I'm not a broadman, not before," Gully smiled, "I was a red-necked man at first, and of course I'm still a red-necked person, and my life is not much better than that of a black farmer, and then the bigwigs left, and some of the land became vacant, and I took the opportunity to get a piece of land and build a farm." ”

Speaking of this, he shrugged his shoulders: "I didn't use violent means to rob other people's things, you see, my land is all sand or wasteland, and I can only raise camels, ostriches and alpacas. ”

Both sides of the old street are full of large plane trees, the plane trees grow luxuriantly in the rainy season, the tender green branches and leaves hang downward, and the sunlight falls through the scattered gaps between the branches, mottled and scattered, like gold leaf cut with a quick knife, shaking, and dazzling when you raise your head.

Coupled with Gu Li's explanation of the history of the town, Yang felt that he had stepped into a bygone time.

On the street, people were pushing carts and hawking, and Coulee bought some egg rolls.

The freshly baked egg rolls are browned and crispy, and the bite is sweet and greasy.

Gul motioned for them not to rush to eat, but instead took them to another ice cream stall and asked for some smoothies.

Clusters of smoothies fall into the egg rolls, and ice cream appears.

Yang Shubao smiled: "Why don't these shops make egg rolls and smoothies and ice cream at the same time to make an ice cream?"

"This is what the government requires, cooperation and win-win can bring peace, competition only produces contradictions," Guli said. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Jinjie nodded: "It makes sense." ”

Eating sweet and cold ice cream, Gul continued to introduce them to the situation in the small town.

He also explained why he wanted to dispose of the camels and alpacas quickly at a low price, and he had to repay the bank's loan, which made him scramble in advance.

The reason for the bank's loan reminder is related to the policy of the Ministry of Land Reform, which is now gradually recovering some farms and pastures without legal procedures, and the ranch of Mr. Camel in Guli has no legal procedures.

They walked and talked all the way, and evening came.

The slow development of the agricultural town is very similar to the old city in China in the 90s, and the group is quite enjoyable.

Durham started filming the sunset again, finding an angle on the streets of the old town, placing his phone on a windowsill and waiting.

As a result, a teenager saw it and reached for his mobile phone, and Duren quickly said, "Hey, young man, this is my mobile phone." ”

The boy shrugged and said, "No, this is what I picked up." ”