Chapter 388: A Humble Camp

"Maybe, but I don't know that China is too big. Oh, is that the village of the locals? Hong Tao heard the words of urine, at first he didn't believe it, but after listening to what he said about the prey, he already believed most of it in his heart, in Hong Tao's opinion, this is a family ugly, although it has been exposed, he is not willing to continue to talk about this topic. At this moment, a small building could be faintly visible in front of the convoy.

"Oh, it's not the village, that's our camp, and on behalf of the Nathan company and myself, I welcome you and hope you will be able to have a fantastic holiday again." suddenly sticks out of his long, large palm.

"Ahh That's the camp! Before Hong Tao was here, he had imagined the appearance of the camp countless times, and repeatedly lowered its scale and standards, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he still couldn't believe that this was the treatment he got after spending hundreds of thousands of yuan.

As the vehicle moved, the most prestigious camp in Africa that Holland had spoken of was finally revealed. It was about the size of a basketball court, and in the middle was a large grass hut with no walls, except for the concrete floor, all the building materials of the house were probably taken from the vicinity, except for some wood trunks, which were straw curtains made of a local kind of straw.

Around this large thatched hut, there are three large tents, each of which is nearly 30 square meters in size, all of which are made of earthy yellow tarpaulin. This is the main building of this top hunting camp in Africa in the mouth of the Dutch pee, and there are also some scattered small grass huts or something, presumably either toilets or storage rooms.

The entire camp is surrounded by a half-human-high grass wall built with branches and grass curtains, but in Hong Tao's eyes, this grass wall is at most a decoration, not to mention elephants and rhinoceros, even if a hyena comes, it can be easily trampled and torn apart, in addition to psychological comfort. It doesn't provide much protection.

The only thing that made Hong Tao feel relieved was that two antennas stretched out on the roof of the big grass hut in the center of the camp, and there was a low sudden sound in the camp at this time. This shows that it at least has the ability to communicate with the outside world, and is equipped with generators, as for other modern equipment, Hong Tao has long dared not hope for it.

Seeing Hong Tao and his convoy coming, several black men in gray overalls had already walked out of the camp and gathered around the convoy.

"They're all people working here, go get to know them. It's best to bring your little gifts, and they'll be the ones who will really decide if you can have a good harvest in the next few days. Holland urinated on Hong Tao's shoulder, opened the car door and walked down, greeting the black men.

"Hong Tao, why do I think that our hundreds of thousands of dollars are going to be floated, just this place, it is not as strong as the farmhouse in our hometown, it means that we still have to live in tents, is it reliable!" The fat boss was when Hong Tao just got out of the car. It came to his ear and whispered.

"Look again, I just took my guide's words, and listen to him. This is already an animal sanctuary, I guess there should be no hotel here, Uncle Liu, what about those small gifts we brought. It's time to use it. Although Hong Tao said that it was quite reasonable, in fact, he didn't know the bottom in his heart, anyway, everyone was here. Even if you want to regret it, it's too late, at least the money can't be returned.

"Fatty, don't be so squeamish, we also live in tents when we go fishing, why don't you invest in building a farmhouse here?" Boss Liu estimated that he was not very happy in his heart, and spent so much money to run so far to live in this broken ground, but he was relatively old, and by the way, he also enlightened the fat boss.

"That's right, lions and tigers can't all stay on the edge of the city, aren't we just playing this wild thing, come, Xiao Wei, give my brother a few more shots, I'm not afraid to show my face." The fat boss let Hong Tao and Boss Liu flicker like this, and all his worries were gone, and he ran to the side of a small grass house with a steeple in a few steps, calling Wei Han to help him take pictures.

"The gifts are all in the luggage, you can go through them yourself, I don't know where they put them." Boss Liu was a little tired from sitting in the car, and while observing the camp, he moved his arms and legs in place.

"I'll go! You're really saving money, this thing is wholesaled from the bazaar! Hong Tao ran to the back carriage and rummaged for a while, and finally turned over the gifts purchased by Boss Liu, okay! Zhengzheng three boxes of two-pot head liquor, or 56 degrees.

"Who knows where they bought it for me, don't underestimate these cases of wine, the shipping and taxes are more expensive than the wine." Boss Liu's idea is pure bad fun, when he heard the people of Naison Company say that gifts here are mandatory, and if you don't give them, you can't do it, so he came up with such an idea.

"Hey, Yeron, this is our Chinese wine, is it okay as a gift? I've got a box here, not enough yet! Hong Tao held a case of wine and walked to Yeron's side.

"Oh God! Are you going to get the whole camp drunk! I'm not going to drink this anymore, my head still hurts. Ye Rong turned his head and saw that Hong Tao was pulling out a bottle of liquor from the box, and his body instinctively wanted to dodge, it seemed that he was really afraid.

"It's not for you to drink, do you know how difficult it is to transport these from our country? This is a gift to us staff. Hong Tao became amused by the Dutch young man and threw a bottle directly.

"No problem, no problem, they will definitely like your gift, but I will explain to the head of the camp that you must not drink during working hours, yes, I will go to Simba!" The Dutch boy had no choice but to catch the flown bottle, and then quickly handed it to a black man beside him, and gave the black man a brief introduction in another language, and pointed to Hong Tao, and then ran to the big thatched hut in the middle of the camp.

"Hey, don't go! How can we communicate when you're gone? I don't understand the language! Hong Tao was scared away when he saw the urine, and he was blind, he couldn't speak a word of African, so he had to introduce it to everyone, in case these black people didn't understand, how wasteful it was to use liquor as perfume.

"Hello, my name is Bepon, and welcome to Camp Mikumi." The Dutch pee didn't even reply, but the black man who took his bottle of liquor understood Hong Tao's English, and also greeted Hong Tao in English, and stretched out a hand in a friendly manner.

"Oh, it's great that you can speak English, hello Bei Peng, my name is Hong Tao, I'm from China, and your English is much more standard than Yerong's pronunciation." When Hong Tao saw that the black man understood English, he immediately began to speak ill of Yeron.

"Oh, China, it's so far away, I love China very much." The other black man next to him appeared to be able to speak English as well, and proved his words with a very exaggerated expression.

"If you like Mao, you like it, come on, don't you like China, let's try it with Chinese characteristics first." Hong Tao was very jealous of the white teeth in this black man's mouth, Zhennyima white, whiter than toothpaste, so he muttered in Chinese in a low voice, and handed over a bottle of two pots with bad intentions.

Who said that only Chinese like to make fun, Hong Tao held a box of two pots and just sent out half a box, and from all corners of the camp drilled out seven or eight black workers in similar clothes, and then Hong Tao had to return to the carriage and bring out a box of liquor to give gifts one by one.

"Hong, come and sit in the hall, this is Simba, the head of the camp, he is in charge of everything here, don't give him your wine, I'm sorry, he is my father's friend, I have warned him, your wine must not be drunk." The Dutch urine came to Hong Tao's side again at this time, followed by an elderly white man.

"Your performance disappointed me very much, when the hunt is over, I will invite you to drink, and you have to go, this is our Chinese etiquette, if you don't go, I will go to the company to complain. Hello, Mr. Simba, I'm Hong Tao. Hong Tao likes to joke with this Dutch guy, both of them are a bit talkative, smell like each other, and they can already joke with each other after not much time to meet. (To be continued......)