When he arrived at Mo Wenshan in Jingbei, he only brought two staff members to the courtyard, and Yang Ping wondered: "Brother Mo, what about Bei Bei and my sister-in-law?" ”

Mo Wenshan sighed while visiting the courtyard: "This courtyard is really uplifting!" Your sister-in-law and Bei Bei will leave from Huhai, and it will take a few days for Bei Bei to contact Miss Gu, and she will arrange for someone to pick her up when the time comes. ”

Xiao Liu poured tea for a few people: "Brother Mo, Brother Xiaowen, drink tea, I'll order a meal." ”

Yang Ping stopped: "It's all my own people, I'll give everyone a comfortable meal." ”

Mo Wenshan laughed: "I ate it on the plane, don't worry, wait for Xiao Yang to leak it for us." ”

Xiaoliu's phone rang, she went to the yard to answer the phone, and came in after a while to explain to Yang Ping: "It seems that you have to do a few more people, and Naomi and they will also come over." ”

"Okay, Brother Mo, you sit down for a while, I'll cook, super fast, by the way, there's a box of cigars, you can taste it." Yang Ping went to the ear room and took out a box of cigars and put them on the table, "Xiaoliu, you chat with Brother Mo first." ”

The simplest is spring cake cabbage, Yang Ping washed his hands, and began to mix noodles while cooking a pot of hazelnut porridge on the fire.

This time, I don't make pancakes, just blanch the noodles and steam the spring cakes, which is simpler. He poured it into the basin and stirred it with chopsticks while boiling water, and began to mix the noodles when it was almost half dry.

Bring the water to a boil in the steamer, smear a layer of oil on the cage drawer, and start to roll out a spring cake and put a piece in it, so that there is no need to apply oil in the middle.

All the spring cakes were rolled out and steamed in the pot, Yang Ping quickly washed and chopped the vegetables, and if someone was watching from the side, he would exclaim, what speed is this Nima. I only saw light and shadow!

Yang Ping scrambled out green pepper eggs in three or two times. Shredded pork in Beijing sauce, shredded potatoes with hot and sour potatoes, shredded pork with chives, and mushu pork. There are a lot of people eating, so they are all served in pots.

When Naomi and a few of his entourages entered, the food was already on the table, and they were ready to eat.

Koyanagi introduced everyone to each other, and after some greetings, he grabbed Naomi and asked, "Is it cold?" Wear so little, come and drink some porridge to warm up. ”

Naomi really didn't wear much, jeans and boots, and a white puffer coat. When I took it off, it turned out to be a half-cut sleeve inside! She rubbed her black arms and smiled with her big white teeth: "It's okay, it's cold outside, but the house is very warm, dry and comfortable." ”

Xiao Liu was speechless, and Yang Ping greeted with a smile: "Then wash your hands and eat, the plane will be very early tomorrow, so you have to eat a little more." ”

Naomi thanks: "It's so fragrant, I can eat a rhinoceros now." ”

Everyone was full of praise for Yang Ping's craftsmanship, and several African blacks were even more satisfied. Chinese chopsticks are too difficult to use, and this is very home-based.

Clean up the kitchen. Everyone chatted in the main hall, and by the way, the itinerary was arranged in detail.

Naomi and his entourage will be separated from Yangping in Dubai, and they will return to Congo to reunite with their families.

Yang Ping and the others had to transfer to Khartoum, the capital of Sudan, and Mo Wenshan inspected the progress of the project in Sudan, and then drove to the Congo with Yang Ping Xiaoliu.

Naomi was very worried about Yang Ping's route: "Yang, the places you pass through are very turbulent, the safety problem is not guaranteed, if something happens there, I have no way at all, and those places will take robbing the Chinese as an easy thing, of course, I can feel fortunate that the people there generally do not harm the lives of the Chinese, only interested in your property." ”

Yang Ping's cigar turned around in his hand and pondered for a while: "We will find a reliable guide when we go to the local area, and Mr. Mo has a guard there, so it is estimated that there is no big problem," he cut off the cigar cap and lit it, "We will pay attention to the safety side, thank you." ”

Naomi crossed her index fingers with her hands, clenched her fists on her chest and prayed: "The gods will protect the warriors, let me let the tambourine and wine cup be your guide, don't you still want to hunt?" They are the best hunters. ”

The tambourine and the wine glass are the names of two black attendants, and their names are very long, and Naomi has only chosen a small section of them that is easy to remember. A sturdy black warrior with muscles full of short fibers, his appearance is negligible, and most people can't remember it, but his body is full of explosive power, as if he will jump up at the touch of it.

Yang Ping was very grateful: "That's great, thank you very much." Naomi has been living in China for a few months, how does it feel? ”

Naomi had a yearning look on her face: "The people here are so happy, there is no hunger, there is no war, I haven't even seen a gun here for months." People can enjoy water unbridledly, and everyone has a happy smile on their faces. ”

Yang Ping was surprised, it turned out that our country was so happy in the eyes of foreigners.

The next day, it was still dark, so everyone rushed to the airport.

On the way, Mo Wenshan also wondered that Yang Ping and Xiaoliu were just a trolley suitcase, would they bring too few things, Yang Ping smiled and did not answer. Before he went out, he specially sorted out the equipment, what swords, guns, swords, halberds, and outdoor survival equipment were all super complete, even if he and Xiaoliu were thrown on a desert island to live for three or five years, it would be no problem.

The plane arrived at Khartoum airport in the afternoon at 7 o'clock in the morning until the night of Jingbei time. During the stop, he stopped for three hours in Dubai and saw off Naomi and two other little blacks.

Yang Ping and his entourage took the wine glasses and tambourine left by Naomi, and when they left the airport, they saw the staff in Sudan who were picked up by Mo Wenshan Company.

The African sun in January is not so scorching, and Koyanagi enjoys the warm sunshine, full of curiosity about this exotic country, and keeps exclaiming along the way: "There are so many black people." "Everybody's eyes.

"Wow, look, they're kowtowing in the streets." That's whether it's good to worship or not, and everyone is white-eyed.

"It's a lot like a small city in the west of our country, wow, I saw the ship of the desert, camel camel...... And the peacekeeping troops, so handsome! "Everyone can't complain.

After chatting with the driver Wu Guangjun, I learned that the project built by Mo Wenshan in Sudan turned out to be a large-scale hydropower station, not to mention the scale, and the profit alone was more than 100 million US dollars.

However, Yang Ping was very calm, the whole project was not worth a three-autumn pattern bowl, so he didn't want to think about whether the three-autumn pattern bowl could generate electricity?

The car passed through a similar urban village in China, and came to a mud castle hotel, which felt very desolate on the outside, and who would have thought that there would be a hole in it.

After getting off the bus, everyone walked up the steps along the earthen platform, and the locals they met along the way greeted each other in a friendly manner.

Mo Wenshan turned around and explained to Yang Ping: "Our country has been aiding Sudan, so Sudanese people are very warm and friendly to Chinese guests. Xiao Yang, come and see this hotel, it is very distinctive. ”

Sure enough, the buildings inside the earthen fort are made of thin stones, and there are many local characteristic artworks hanging on the brown walls, and what is even more rare is that the green coverage rate in the earthen fort is quite high, and there is even a blue swimming pool in the middle of the middle courtyard.

I really need to reverse the jet lag, and after eating the reception banquet arranged by the staff, Xiaoyanagi yawned and went back to the room to wash and sleep. Yang Ping and Mo Wenshan drank for a while, and said that they would go to see the Sultan's cultural market tomorrow first, and then take a plane to the construction site on the Nile River in the afternoon.

The Sultan Cultural Play Market is the name of Yang Ping, which is actually a people's market.

Back in the room, Yang Ping massaged Xiaoliu, then lit a cigarette and looked around the layout of the room. A simple wooden double bed, the sheets are all African totem prints, and the walls are also hand-painted murals, with mythological figures, totems, pyramids......

Well...... And the pyramids? Does Sudan also have pyramids? (To be continued......)

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