Sumuri, a young man from Chumash who stayed in the Los Angeles colony to recuperate, found it very noisy outside today, and the injured person should have recuperated, but Sumuri seemed to prefer to watch the excitement. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoHe is full of curiosity about this "Chinese tribe", and his life in the "Chinese tribe" in the past few days, although he was wounded by arrows, was the most nourishing few days of his life.

The first is food, as a primitive fishing and hunting society of the Chumash people, their food is very simple, many times it is ordinary forest game, fish, and even the Chumash people do not know how to farm, they have almost no food to eat. For the cooking of food, the Chumash people are also very simple, either the meat is grilled, or the food is thrown into a crockpot and boiled. In terms of seasonings, it is even more scarce, take salt as an example, the Chumash people in the coastal sea basically boil seawater to get salt, but there is no sodium chloride salt in the seawater, and the other ingredients make their salt very bitter and unacceptable.

And what has Sumuri eaten in Los Angeles these days? I didn't eat much meat, after all, Los Angeles itself is scarce of meat and other non-staple foods. The more common thing is steamed bread and pickles, and even such a thing, Su Muri thinks it is great. The soft and sweet steamed buns made Su Muli feel like he was in a dream. In addition, he also ate egg noodles, which were specially prepared for his illness. The noodles made by the noodle machine are boiled in a pot with chopped green onions, a few leaves of wild vegetables that I don't know what they are, plus an egg flower, a few drops of sesame oil, and Su Muri gobbled it up. And the occasional barbecue with meat, cumin and other seasonings, and the barbecue with refined salt, made Su Muli find that the original barbecue can also be so fragrant.

Sumuri isn't a foodie, but he definitely doesn't reject eating food that makes people happy. Su Muri was already a little worried that if he returned to the tribe, he might not be able to eat something like this.

In the past few days, a nurse will come over to take care of this little Indian brother, Su Muli is actually very handsome, although his skin is a little darker, but his muscles are strong, and he is tall, and he is estimated to be a little fresh meat in modern times. The little nurse is actually a member of the Republic of China, named Dong Juanhua, a native of Shaoxing, small, not particularly outstanding in appearance, but her skin is quite white.

In the past few days, the clever Su Muli has learned some of the language of the "Chinese tribe", at least he can use words such as eating and drinking.

"Juanhua, outside, what?" Sumuri can only use phrases to express his meaning, and he cannot speak in sentences.

"Oh, there's a party today, and there's a big meal to eat." Dong Juanhua is also very excited, she comes from a family of petty officials in the Republic of China, the family is huge, her father has three aunts, she has seven sisters and two brothers, and after she comes to work in the medical station, she can earn an extra ration for the family.

Su Muri didn't understand what the party was, but he quickly got the word "eat". Dong Juanhua helped Su Muli out of the tent of the medical station, in fact, although Su Muli was still relatively weak, he was able to move on his own at this time. It's just that with a lovely nurse to support him, the cunning man of Su Muli will not refuse.

It was already approaching evening, and bonfires were set up in the open space that had been set aside for the square. It is impossible to make up so many tables for this carnival, and even if there were, the organizers of the Propaganda Bureau were not interested in moving them all off the ship, and it was not enough trouble. So, everyone basically sits on the floor, and maybe someone brings a small stool or something like that, so they can sit more comfortably.

Each bonfire is equivalent to a table, everyone is free to sit, no matter familiar or unfamiliar, sitting together, holding a jar of food sent by the canteen master, it is also a pleasant thing. At this time, the party has not yet begun, but the group feast has begun, and the busy staff are handing out food, and unfortunately, there is not much alcohol.

"Let's find a place to sit down, too." Dong Juanhua pulled Su Muli and said.

Su Muli didn't seem to understand, but looking at the food held by everyone around each bonfire, he was also a little greedy.

"Hey, Nurse Dong, Su Muri, you guys are here, why don't you come and sit together." The person who spoke was none other than Bai Nan.

Seeing Bai Nan, Dong Juanhua was also a little restrained, she was also Bing Xue smart, she knew that in addition to those members of the decision-making committee, Bai Nan could be regarded as one of the most powerful people in the entire colony. Almost everything in the colony, this young officer will intervene, and he has a close relationship with Chairman Zhao Daling, and Zhao Daling may adopt any ideas he has. Therefore, Bai Nan's colony in Los Angeles can be described as hot, I don't know how many people want to get close to him, set up a trap, pull some benefits, and there are even some unmarried girls who want to marry him directly and become an official wife.

At least Dong Juanhua's two sisters have discussed Bai Nan's affairs in private.

"Lieutenant Colonel Bai, why didn't you sit with the chiefs?" Dong Juanhua asked ignorantly.

"Haha, it's so restrictive to be at the same table with the leaders, but it's still comfortable to be with partners of the same age." Bai Nan said.

Dong Juanhua looked at the people next to him, basically all men in military uniforms, some hunters, some peacekeeping battalions, some sailors, and even Ming Dynasty warriors sitting there.

Chang Bin stood up and patted Su Muli on the shoulder, and said, "You kid seems to have recovered almost, and it didn't cost me to save you." ”

Su Muli knew that this was his savior, and although he didn't fully understand what he said, he still respectfully saluted Chang Bin.

The party soon began, and with more than 10,000 spectators per show, Yao Weichun, director of the Propaganda Bureau, also increased investment and took out basically all the resources that could be used for the performance, including the amplification equipment, microphones and other things that Xu Xin had requested at the beginning. In order to increase the effect of stage lighting and stage art, some people even made things like spray, searchlights or something to reduce the intensity, and directly used them to hit the stage.

The first program was a large-scale song and dance, with the dancers of Shanghai Tang, the vigorous warriors of the Ming Dynasty, and the famous actors from Yue Opera, Xu Xin and other modern singers all took the stage. Dozens of actors sang and danced, and the joy was very high.

Chang Bin gnawed on a rabbit leg, held a military kettle, and commented with a grin: "Regardless of the quality, this noodle alone is about to catch up with the Spring Festival Gala." ”

Dong Juanhua and others in the Republic of China naturally don't know what the Spring Festival Gala is, but they are also extremely interested in such a performance, and the singers' singing level is very high. However, Bai Nan felt very happy when he watched this scene, Xu Xin and others were obviously singing in modern pop music, and the taste of local opera in the famous corner of Yue Opera in the Republic of China was very happy.

After a song and dance, the square erupted in warm applause. No matter how inconsistent the scene is, everyone likes such a lively and happy scene, and this atmosphere also infects everyone, diluting the loneliness and loneliness in everyone's hearts.

The four hosts appeared on the stage and began to report the curtain in a tone that was still in the style of the Spring Festival Gala.

“…… We come from different planes and have different experiences, and fate has played a joke on us to meet here. Maybe we were at a loss, maybe we felt low and sad, but now we have each other and share the future. Only when we are united will our future be better! Los Angeles can become the land of our dreams, our new hometown! ”

Chang Bin continued to complain: "The words are still written so sensational, Lieutenant Colonel Bai, it won't be you who wrote it." ”

Bai Nan's face froze, "Of course I didn't write it." ”

But secretly, he said, "This is what I polished." ”

Dong Juanhua blinked her eyes and said, "What they said is so good, I also feel very excited after listening to it." Right, Sumuri? ”

Chang Bin smiled and said, "Are you teasing people, Nurse Dong, does Su Muli understand?" ”

Dong Juanhua said: "Xiao Su must be able to feel it." ”

Su Muri seemed to know that the two were talking about him, and grinned for a while. In fact, his attention was always on the stage, the magnificent song and dance just now made him dizzy, although there are songs and dances in the Chumash tribe, but there is no such grandiose atmosphere, full of wilderness and pristine. From the coherent and emotional language of the host, Su Muri seemed to be able to feel a kind of advancement, which he had never felt before. Just language can be so complex, convey so many meanings, and make people so infected, that Sumuri felt that there were too many miracles in this "Chinese tribe" that the Chumash people did not have, and he longed for them.

Only Bai Nan could roughly guess what the young Indian hunter was thinking, and this was what he wanted to see. Although Los Angeles has a population of 130,000, its future development will still encounter bottlenecks, and absorbing local naturalized Indians is a choice that will have to be faced in the future.

The follow-up programs are still exciting, even if Bai Nan belongs to the type with high taste, and the Spring Festival Gala in recent years has made him not interested, but all the programs in this party, even if they look rough and even a little immature, but they allow Bai Nan to be moved and laugh, which is already a huge success.

He raised his eyes and looked around, and what he saw was the smiling faces against the light of the bonfire, the applause of everyone one after another, and the harmony that even the tea was staggered. He knew that this party and carnival had achieved the effect he wanted to achieve at the beginning.

Three fleets from different time and space, 130,000 travelers teased by fate, so close at this moment, maybe from now on, three into one, it is inevitable.