Under the attack that Park Piaole repeatedly didn't understand and I didn't have money, the half-sized son who was originally excited to come up and be a guide retreated.

Looking at the two of them who were drifting apart, he pursed the corners of his lips and was very unhappy.

"It's really stingy, and I don't even want to give up such a little money."

In his impression, a young Oriental with a girlfriend like this should have a lot of money, and he doesn't care about the cost of the tour guide, even if he can't understand the English he speaks, then giving a little money is considered to be doing a good deed, but ...... The woman in the long dress just now was really good-looking, much better than the women in the town.

This is the person who lives in a developed area, not only dresses decently, but even his mental outlook seems to be living under the effect of money, if his ancestors did not come stupidly to open up the New World, but stayed in the country of Castile on the continent of Europa, he should be a child of a developed country now, living carefree every day.

Drinking Coca-Cola, loving football as much as his parents, most of the year is spent on holidays.

Such thoughts will pop up in his mind from time to time, wandering like a nightmare, and the unhappiness in life often looks for relationships with relatives and ancestors, and then thinks about his own shortcomings, but for those colonized spiritual 'Europeans', the dreams of the descendants of the colonizer are somewhat logical.

But lamenting is useless, he quickly adjusted his mentality, continued to look for a goal to make money, and worked hard to find a goal every few days.

The tour guide fee in the hands of a foreigner is enough for him to live for a few days.

"Come on! If you have the opportunity, you must learn more languages so that you can make more money from more foreigners. ”

The idea of struggle only appeared in his mind for a moment, and his whole mind was drawn to another Oriental man on the street.

I saw a woman wearing sunglasses strolling forward on the street, and the huge glasses could not cover her beautiful face, but added to the cold aura, and she looked like a rich person!

However, most of these beautiful women did not come to Central America by themselves, although in the eyes of the half-grown youth, their hometown is not as backward and chaotic as the outside legend, but foreigners may be more particular.

"Do you need a tour guide?"

Half of the eldest man squeezed in front of Takahashi pitifully, and volunteered to recommend himself, in fact, he didn't know much about the Copan ruins, and if the visitor had the information in his hand, he might know more deeply than him.

But it's okay to introduce the local customs.

"No, I don't."

Takahashi shook his head pitifully, just leaving behind a cold sentence.

For other tourists, the amateur tour guide would still insist on grinding for a few minutes, but Takahashi's pitiful and cold temperament suddenly invisibly cut off the amateur guide's desire to continue talking.

This tourist is very different from others, and it doesn't look like he's coming to travel, well, the amateur tour guide doesn't know what a tourist wears, but the temperament of this oriental woman with sunglasses has been rejected thousands of miles away.

If you continue to sell hard, it will definitely have the opposite effect.

"Okay, well, then welcome to Copan Ruins Town."

Shrugging his shoulders, he once again got into the flow of people, today is really special, he met two waves of Orientals in a short period of time.

But just seconds after he turned to leave, Takahashi looked pitifully at a local restaurant.

A rickety old man sat on a chair and sat side by side with the locals.

He holds a local corn pancake in one hand and polenta in front of him.

"Hoo ......"

After taking a sip of polenta and a bite of a tortilla, Mizuno had to admit that there really wasn't anything too surprising about this local food.

To say that the only special is corn porridge, and the people of Eurasia grind wheat into flour, the ancients of Central America also milled corn kernels into flour many years ago, and used corn flour to make pancakes and polenta, but when the human body digests corn, it can not directly produce the nicotine and tryptophan that the human body needs, if it lacks these two kinds of amino acid, the human body will produce beriberi, so when corn is introduced to the Eurasian continent and prevails, the more corn is planted, the more beriberi tends to be prevalent......

The solution is simple, that is, to soak the corn kernels in lime water, and I don't know that this is a solution that the ancient Americans used thousands of years to inadvertently come up with, but this method of eating did not spread to the rest of the world with the spread of corn.

"Zorgen?"

Takahashi pitifully walked into the store and sat down in the empty seat next to Zorgen.

Seeing that Takahashi was pitiful for this person who was obviously a foreign tourist, the shopkeeper skillfully asked, "What do you need?" Our local specialties include polenta, corn pancakes, and tamal, all of which were eaten by the ancients thousands of years ago. ”

"There are sweet and salty polenta, which one do you prefer?"

Takahashi is not bad for money, although there is no specific business to make money, but her method of making money is simple.

As long as you shout in front of the government that I am poor Takahashi, give me money, it will work immediately.

"A tamale, salty and sweet...... The drink is still hot cocoa. ”

"Wait a minute!"

Showing his big white teeth pitifully in front of Takahashi, the store immediately went to the back kitchen to prepare meals, both of which were ready-made dishes that could be served directly, and were the staple food of the locals.

"You're coming a little later than scheduled." Zorgen looked at the clock on the wall, and his gloomy European appearance was not much different from that of the locals.

The descendants of some colonists still strictly refrain from intermarrying with the locals, and it is much easier to distinguish the appearance of different ethnic groups than to distinguish the surname and prohibit intermarriage.

"This place is hard to find, besides, I'm from North America, the ruins of Copan, this is what you call the entrance to the mythical kingdom of the Americas?"

Takahashi was seeing Zorgen for the first time in reality, and she couldn't help but observe this colleague more.

Zorgen didn't seem special on the surface, and he didn't feel any terrifying ominous, but looking at the bugs crawling out of Zorgen's cuffs, Takahashi retracted his thoughts pitifully.

It's not easy to find good people in the Xiao organization, and although Takahashi has the terrifying combat power to threaten a country, he still has a natural aversion when facing bugs.

"Of course, Copán, although not well known to the outside world, was also one of the important city-states of the Mayan civilization in the classical period, and besides, ...... It is connected to Sibalba, the abode of the gods of death in Mayan mythology. ”

While the two were talking in island Chinese, the shopkeeper brought Tamal and Hot Coco.

Looking at the tamal on the plate, Takahashi picked her eyelids pitifully, she knew this American food, which seemed to be eaten by Chinese people...... Zongzi?