In the early morning, it rained heavily, and the dark clouds overwhelmed the city, and the sky was cloudy, it was really a heavy rain!

But the heavier the rain, the less it lasted long, and sure enough, it only took forty minutes for the rain to go from falling to the clouds spreading and the sky was full of golden light.

Yang Shubao packed some things and took Nicole, Terry, and Malone into the car, and they drove a pickup truck, joined Mason and headed for Bekuzulu.

It had just rained, and the air was humid over the grassland.

Although it is already summer, the morning after the rain is finally cool.

Yang Shubao lowered the window, and as the speed of the car accelerated, a cool morning breeze poured into the car, sweeping his face like a beauty and breathing like an orchid, which was very refreshing.

The heavy rain had washed away the road, and the dirt and dust of the past few days had been washed away, and the dark asphalt road seemed to have been cleaned, and as they drove out of town, he looked up into the distance, and the straight road was unstoppable, like someone had drawn a vertical line with a black pen on green satin.

There were a few springboks grazing on the side of the road, and two cars roared past, and they ran away in fear.

The slender figure of the springbok swept over the grass, its brisk limbs stirred and green grass, and pieces of fine water droplets were picked up.

Yang Shubao could see their sparkling appearance, and his eyesight was getting better and better.

Nicole noticed that he was distracted, so she reached out and snapped her fingers next to his face and smiled: "Hi, Mr. Yang, please pay attention to driving, you are a driver now, please pay some attention, okay?"

Yang Shubao made a gesture to kiss her palm, Nicole quietly glanced at the back seat, and her pretty face turned red and quickly withdrew her hand.

Maison's car passed by, and he dropped the co-pilot's window and shouted to Yang Shubao, "Hurry?"

Uncle Yang doesn't want to play with his life, there are really few cars on the road in the morning, but the road surface is smooth after the rain, once he can react to an accident, the car may not be able to react, and he is afraid that something will happen at that time.

Seeing that he should not fight, Maison was very disappointed, so he had to honestly drive all the way to the northwest.

The back of Kwa Province was full of grasslands and wastelands, and there were not many towns in the wilderness, so they drove without encountering many people along the way, and reached Bekuzulu without any problems.

Bekuzulu is much larger than the resort town, but a little smaller than Hlukhluwe.

Its specific specifications are not easy to calculate, Yang Shubao can't figure out the difference between the division of towns in South Africa, such as Hluhluwe and Bekuzulu in China, whether they are county towns or towns, it is nothing more than the difference between small counties and large towns.

According to what Yang Shubao learned on the Internet, Beku Zulu originally developed from a tribe, the Zulu tribe, which can be seen from its name, there used to be a Zulu tribe called Beku in this place.

The tribe was quite large, and the Lena River meandered through here, bringing water and aquatic products to feed the earliest populations.

Later, new people arrived, and an intermittent tribe became a large mixed area, and the small town was born.

What made it famous was a new ethnic group that arrived half a century ago, the Simba Red Clay Clan.

The Simba Red Clay tribe has nothing to do with the Lion King, they are a unique people with a small population, currently only in Namibia and South Africa, and in South Africa they only exist in Bekuzulu, with a population of only five or six thousand.

This mysterious people did not mingle with their Zulu predecessors when they came to Bekuzulu, but stayed on the other side of the Lena River, where their habitat was across the river from the Zulu habitat.

So when Yang Shubao drove to this small city, a rather interesting scene appeared:

The Lena River meanders through undulating ground from north to south, and on the west side of the river there are buildings, power lines, signs, roads and cars, similar to other towns.

The east side of the river is different, with only a few thatched huts, which are desolate and simple in comparison, full of primitive atmosphere.

The Himba Red Clay people live on the east side of the river, but they are richer than the Zulus who live on the west side of the river, because their patriarch is a smart man who is very good at business.

"The people of the Simba Hongni tribe understand the direction of their own development, you see this place, although there are rivers, there is no fertile land, and there are no rich mineral veins, so what should I do if I want to make money and develop?"

"Tourism!"

As they stopped the car to rest, Mason pointed to the banks of the river and talked.

"The Zulu people survived on simple farming and primitive handicrafts, and they relied on state support to live in buildings, running water, and electricity. But the state can't support them with cash to make them rich. ”

"What about the Simba Red Clay Tribe? They didn't apply for government aid, but rebuilt a primitive tribe with their own hands, living an authentic traditional life. But it is precisely this environment, this kind of life, that attracts the curious outside world, and tourists continue to come to their territory to visit and consume, so they make money. ”

Listening to Maison's introduction, Yang Shubao asked, "But what is the use of the money they make? ”

"It's a stupid question, they don't improve their money-making environment, can they live with money the same as when they don't have money? They eat more food, they can go to the hospital when they're sick, they can go to the city when they have to rest, is it useless to make money?"

Yang Shubao nodded, it is true.

Hall didn't have time to pick them up, and his independent group is a large conglomerate in South Africa, involving real estate, textiles, retail, IT, mining and other industries, and the benefits are very good.

But Hall had already resigned, and he was one of the first few people to learn of the discovery of gold sand in the Lena River, and immediately resigned and pulled a team to pan for gold.

Everything involving gold has to race against time, and he didn't even have time to come to the town to negotiate with Yang Shubao and Maison and others, and after confirming the authenticity of the news, he immediately took out his savings to buy the right to operate a section of the river, and began to pan for gold with the team.

The gold panning work has been carried out for more than half a month, and they don't know what Hall's harvest is, anyway, he is very busy, and he said that he will come to entertain them in the evening, and let them go around Bekuzulu by themselves during the day, and if they get tired of it, they will come to the mine to find him.

Bekuzulu is a small town with a small population but a large scale, and the buildings here are very spread out and a large area has been sprawled, and if you want to visit it, you can really wander around for a while.

Yang Shubao has no interest in the territory of the Zulus, he is a guest of honor of the Arrow Land tribe, and he also maintains a good relationship with the Tata tribe, and there is not much difference between Bekuzulu and Nongoma, both are simple and modern semi-primitive tribal settlements.

After learning his idea, Maison smiled: "You think of Bekuzulu too simply, any town has a pillar industry, and Bekuzulu has a very developed industry, you will never guess!"

Looking at his smiling face, Yang Shubao couldn't guess it?

"The entertainment industry, huh?"

Mason was surprised: "How do you know?"

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