At night, on the shores of Lake Victoria, the cool breeze blows and the temperature is pleasant.

On a small road by the lake, Yang Zi and Qiaoqiao, who had eaten too much, were taking a walk here to eat.

The lights in the distance are sparkling, there is no noise and hustle and bustle of the big city, and the lake water beats the reef from time to time, making a burst of waves, which seems very quiet and comfortable.

"Qiaoqiao, what are you thinking?"

Along the path, the two walked arm in arm, and found that their lover was a little silent, Yang Zi asked casually.

"No, it's just that Sister Jiao asked me before, why has the live broadcast been intermittent recently, and the popularity has dropped a lot, let me think of a way.

When I think about it, there doesn't seem to be a problem! Especially since I came to Africa, this signal has never been stable.

In addition to rubbing IFI in the hotel, you can also broadcast it every day, and you have to wait for half a day to see a picture at other times.

After a long time, many viewers in the live broadcast room have canceled their subscriptions, and they are almost sad to death. ”

As soon as Yang Zi asked, Qiaoqiao didn't avoid this topic, and directly said the troubles in his heart.

"Don't think about it! there's such an infrastructure here, you can't change it no matter how you think about it.

However, you can record our daily driving!

Edit it a little bit in the evening and share it with the audience, at least it won't be so boring!"

Yang Zi couldn't help his wife's troubles, so he could only comfort him, and then thought of a compromise idea.

In fact, he also knows that Qiaoqiao's troubles are not only the inability to broadcast live, but more importantly, the feeling of being cramped with nothing to do when recording the show with him.

But in this regard, there really isn't much that the other party can help him, so he can't do anything for the time being.

"Hehe, the method you said is the same as many viewers in the live broadcast room, and they also suggested it to me.

It's okay, we haven't been on the African side anyway, just take a month or two, don't worry. ”

Holding his lover with his hands on his side, he smiled Qiaoqiao and asked the other party not to care too much.

Seeing his wife like this, Yang Zi turned his head and kissed the other party's smooth forehead, and did not continue to persuade him.

Africa will not be delayed for too long, but what about going to South America in the future? In the Amazon River basin there, the program team has arranged a lot of tasks there.

In the primeval forest, not to mention 4G, the 2G signal is estimated to be unstable!

Fortunately, although Yang Zi has nothing to change in this regard, but to make Qiaoqiao happy, he still has a skill, that is, cooking.

For example, right now, with the help of the LED light of the mobile phone, Yang Zi found a good thing on the side of the road.

In Africa, there is a delicacy that is very popular with the locals, and the popularity is almost the same as our domestic pork.

This species is supposed to be a pest, and they reproduce extremely quickly, which can easily cause a huge impact on the local vegetation and ecological chain.

This has now been demonstrated in North America, South America, and southern Asia.

In addition to the above hazards, the most important thing is that they are prone to bacteria and viruses, and even the big foodie empire, which has always prided itself on having nothing to eat, has suffered from it in many places.

It's the African giant snail!

When people think of snails, they are usually cute animals the size of broad beans crawling slowly in vegetable gardens.

But the one they see now is the size of a rice bowl, and the length from the head to the tail is estimated to be nearly 20 centimeters.

"Wow, Brother Yang, is this a snail? Why is it so big?"

Following Yang Zi's line of sight, Qiaoqiao also saw the big snail on the ground, she stared at the apricot eyes, and her face was full of incredulity.

"Surprise, hehe, hey, this is the African snail, and here in Africa, it's a very mainstream delicacy!

How's that the name, do you think of anything?"

Seeing Qiaoqiao's cute appearance, Yang Zi snickered and quipped.

"It's not shocking, it's just that the snail grows so big, I just think it's a little strange.

However, when I said the name, I really remembered that when we first came here, we seemed to have seen this kind of roasted snail on the side of the street, right?

It's just that I thought it was too dirty at the time, and everyone didn't taste it.

Oh, by the way, I also ate a kind of white jade snail in Nanjing, could it be like this?"

As a senior foodie, Qiaoqiao is particularly impressed by all kinds of food, and as soon as Yang Zi mentioned it, she immediately thought of the roasted snails that were shouted at the roadside stalls when they first arrived at Ende, and the white jade snails she had tasted when recording a show in Nanjing.

The snail should not be eaten too much at one time, so she also tasted it at the time, but she was still very impressed by this novel and delicious dish.

In fact, the domestic white jade snail is also the same species, but it is artificially bred, and there are not so many hidden dangers as wild snails.

This kind of big snail, because it carries a lot of germs, so there are few people who eat it in China, and if you want to eat it, you also eat it and breed it.

We have a huge foodie empire that has eaten so many invasive species into protected animals, but this big snail is alive and well, which is really a bit ashamed to say.

In order to maintain the façade of our foodie empire, you say, should we take the lead and take the lead to destroy a few big snails?"

In a slightly mischievous tone, Yang Zi seduced Qiaoqiao.

"Hehe, you'll go to the Internet to read those jokes, and you're also a foodie with the façade of the empire, you can eat it if you want, where is there so much truth!

But didn't you say that this snail has the virus? Can we still eat it?"

Tsundere stuck out her tongue, and Qiaoqiao quickly pierced Yang Zi's high-sounding excuse, and then asked suspiciously.

"Hehe, it's one thing to have a virus, it's another thing to eat it!

With your husband, a special chef, is there any food that can't be cooked? Puffer fish can still poison people, and we will still eat it.

Don't worry! I have a secret, keeping it won't cause you to have an accident, let's catch a few more first, and let you try my craft tomorrow. ”

After a few words, Yang Zi deliberately pretended to be angry, and teased him very funny.

Maybe it was too badly beaten, and he was knocked a few times hard by Qiaoqiao's small fist.

However, what he said just now was really not nonsense, but he was very sure.

One, the virus on the African snail can be eliminated with high temperatures, otherwise, the African locals would have died long ago.

Wait for the snail to be eaten, and throw one more per person, although it is a bit wasteful, but it is not idle to be empty.

With her lover's assurance, Qiaoqiao of course trusts her unconditionally, and then she is also looking forward to the delicacies that Yang Zizhong said.

The two of them each turned on the spotlight of their mobile phones, next to the grass on the side of the road, and began to look for this delicious big snail.

This creature is extremely reproductive, and although it is purposefully caught by the locals, if you look carefully, you can find one from time to time.

On the quiet lakeside path, Yang Zi and Qiaoqiao were searching for each other, and bursts of laughter came from time to time, adding a touch of vitality to the night.

I'm sorry, I broke my promise, and I'm busy until half past ten today, and I'm just one chapter after a thousand words from last night~

Hey, don't blame, don't blame......