Hluchluwe is a small tourist and agricultural town, but the tourism industry is not very developed, it is not in a good location, in the northern area of the Great Santa Lucia Wetland Park, and the charm of this park is in the southern region, so most tourists can't go here.

There are many large and small farms and ranches around the town, and its geographical location is quite advantageous, with Eswatini and Mozambia to the north, and Durban, the largest seaport in South Africa to the south, with convenient transportation, so many agricultural and animal husbandry products gather again and then transport to the north and south.

In this case, although Hluchluwe is small in size and small in population, there are many things in the market, many of which are exhibits of farms and pastures, and there is a large need to directly contact the production area for transportation.

However, the market is unregulated, the order is chaotic, the stalls are chaotic, and the whole market is filled with the smell of stinking and baking, and even under this smell there are some fried and grilled ready-to-eat foods, and the children running around the market are holding barbecued meat, baked potatoes, fried bananas, roasted corn, and other things, and eat them with relish.

Jill said very generously: "You invited us to a drink just now, and now I invite you to eat barbecue." ”

Yang Shubao waved his hand and said, "I'm not hungry, I'll invite you, you helped me solve a big problem." ”

"It's just a gesture. Jill laughed casually.

Yang Shubao insisted on inviting them to eat barbecue, but Jill and his party really didn't have this need, they rushed to the night market this time to sell barbecue, and there were some jungle meat jerky and an oven in the trunk of the car.

Jill is a particular person, he saw that Yang Shubao didn't want to eat, so he changed the project, took him to point to a tent and said mysteriously: "Come, go and experience our South African characteristics, I dare say that you have never been to such a place before, this is a good place." ”

Lao Yang looked at the shyness on his face and the pink light that came out of the tent door by chance, and suddenly had a bad guess: "No, no, no, I don't go to that kind of place, who do you think of me?"

Jill pulled him and said: "I know, I know who you are, we are all the same people, but it is okay to open your eyes once in a while, really, you don't take it seriously, just take it as an eye-opener, as a way to open your mind and experience life." ”

"I can't do anything like that, ABC, ABC!"

"What ABC?"

"The ABC rules formulated by the WHO in Africa are self-restraint, loyalty, and condomization!"

Jill blinked his eyelids and asked, "I know, but what are you talking about?"

"The first rule of the ABC is self-restraint, we have to control our lower body. Yang Shubao said patiently.

Jill pointed to the tent and said, "I want you to see our witch doctor culture, how do you come up with the ABC rule? Witch doctors don't treat AIDS, and they don't have AIDS." ”

Yang Shubao asked, "Witch doctor culture?"

"Yes, that's the witch doctor's tent, I'll take you to see it, have you ever seen the witch doctor?"

Yang Shubao said depressedly and regretfully: "You took me to see the witch doctor and said directly, why are you so mysterious?"

Jill pressed his wrist and said: "Be quiet, be quiet, brother, we are all highly educated intellectuals, don't you think it's weird for people like us to go to see witch doctors? Of course, you are also a believer in science, but you can see it and it should be an eye-opener. ”

Since he was going to find a witch doctor instead of a young lady, Lao Yang had no psychological pressure.

Jill helped him open the tent and let him in, the tent was quite large, and when the door opened, a smell of herbs gushed out, and Yang Shubao was quite familiar with this smell.

The world of herbs is one.

There was a light ball hanging in the tent, which was the kind in nightclubs and bars, which would emit pink light, blue light, and sometimes blue light, seeing this, Lao Yang couldn't help muttering in his heart.

The image of the witch doctor is similar to what he knows in film and television dramas, with red and green paint on his face, beads hanging on his body, and a row of feathers on his head, so it is not a problem to say that he is an Indian.

Jill communicated with him in Zulu, and Yang Shubao didn't know what they were talking about, so he did as he was told, and he sat down when he was told to sit down, and he went to worship a statue until the witch doctor went to the little leather whip......

"What are you going to do here?" asked Yang Shubao anxiously standing up.

Jill said, "He said that you have the remnants of the plague on your body, and he wants to exorcise it for you." ”

Yang Shubao smiled dryly: "Forget it, brother, let's skip this process, I've already seen the witch doctor culture, can we leave now?"

Jill said: "The witch doctor hasn't used his tricks yet, you sit down first, sit down, he won't beat you, you can rest assured, even if he whips you, it won't hurt, and it's even a little cool." ”

He forced Lao Yang to sit down, and the witch doctor let out a strange scream, and then waved his whip.

Yang Shubao silently accompanied him with the music of the Pure Land of Bliss, and then found that it was much more interesting.

The witch doctor screamed and whipped his whip, and then he reached out and flicked something at him.

Yang Shubao subconsciously waved his hand to block it, and grabbed one of them in his hand, he looked at the bones that looked like small beasts, but they were dyed black, with a bitter taste.

The witch doctor nodded in satisfaction and chatted with Jill again.

Jill put down fifty yuan and gave him it, and took Yang Shubao to respectfully withdraw.

Yang Shubao asked, "Is this the end?"

Jill said, "Yes, it's over, the witch doctor drove away the breath left on you by the plague, and he said that you are suffering from infertility, and it will be fine to go back and eat the Aguti you brought out." ”

"What kind of thing? infertility?" Yang Shubao almost exploded when he heard this, "He said that I can accept that I am infertile, but what the hell is infertility?

Jill shrugged and said, "So, I'm just taking you to see it, don't believe it." ”

It's not a matter of believing it or not, Yang Shubao knows that the noble white masters in Europe and the United States look down on ancient medicine, and they recognize Chinese medicine and witch doctors as the same thing.

He was very angry after today's medical experience, he didn't know what it meant for Chinese medicine and witch doctors to be confused, but today he knows, this is the white man deliberately smearing Chinese culture!

There are pigeon sellers in the farmers' market, and Yang Shubao found one to inquire: "How do you sell this pigeon?

The pigeon owner was a black old man, and when he saw Yang Shubao with a gloomy face and a group of big men surrounding him, he thought he was going to smash his stall, so he said in a trembling manner: "I have American flying pigeons here, and they should be able to make carrier pigeons if they can race, but I'm not sure, who still trains carrier pigeons now?"

"Me!"

"You're such a nostalgic person. ”