Their tops are all long, appear to be made of animal skin, and are most likely handmade. On the two sleeves and shoulders of the clothes, there will be a lot of decorative colored leather strips, which look quite beautiful, but it is a pity that they are not wearing the hat full of feathers as Hong Tao imagined.

After more than a day of running around in the car, although he didn't need to drive by himself, Hong Tao was still very tired, but there was a strong thought in his heart that forced him not to go to the shower and rest immediately, and he looked to see how embarrassed the Indian chief who could put all the ministers of the Canadian prime minister to bed looked like a flower and a moon.

But in the end, he didn't see it, let alone the Indian chief, there seemed to be few people in this town, what about the Indians who went on hunger strikes and marched?

With this regret, Hong Tao hastily ate some dinner, soaked in a comfortable hot bath in a large wooden barrel, and finally couldn't bear the two pairs of eyelids fighting up and down, and returned to the room to sleep.

Hong Tao was woken up by a noisy voice, it was just half past eight o'clock, I don't know what Lu Dao was doing outside, not only all kinds of voices, but also messy music, as if he was having a party.

"I'm X, this is a demonstration, right? Pavi ...... Pavi ...... Wake up, it's full of people out there! Hong Tao only glanced at the curtains, then quickly shrank back, walked quickly to Pavey's bed, and shook his huge body vigorously.

It's full of people outside the window!

Compared with yesterday's deserted appearance, now it seems that all the places have awakened overnight, the streets are crowded with Indians dressed in all kinds of bells and whistles, yesterday Hong Tao was still regretting not to see the iconic Indian feather hat, now he can finally see enough, the street has become a bird's nest.

"What's wrong? What's going on out there? "Pa Wei doesn't look old, the quality of sleep is very good, and he was finally woken up from his sleep by Hong Tao.

"It's all Indians, they're marching!" Hong Tao pointed to the window. I want Pavey to come over and have a look.

"What is there to see about the parade? Let them make trouble, they will get tired after shouting for a while. Pavey obviously didn't want to leave the warm bed, so she rolled over, covered her head, and began to feel like she was going to sleep.

Hong Tao was not as relieved as he was, and he was still very new to demonstrations, and the most frightening thing to him was that the Indians were carrying knives and some of them had javelins in their hands, which could easily cause violent conflicts.

"What if they are in a hurry and regard all the foreigners as enemies? Then my life will not be saved. Harrison, even with a machine gun, didn't necessarily save himself. Hong Tao's mind immediately conjured up many scenes from Westerns, where fierce Indian warriors hurled javelins and axes at the enemy in the face of a hail of bullets, often either accurately stabbing the enemy or slashing at the enemy's head.

Harrison...... Harrison ...... "Hong Tao was still not at ease, and ran outside Harrison's room to knock on the door, but there was no one in the room.

"You've woken up too, the landlady's roast venison is delicious, you should try it." In the hall, Harrison was drinking tea with a cup. Seeing Hong Tao walk in, he greeted him easily, not nervous at all.

"Will they cause a riot? Do we need to prepare in advance? Hong Tao was not in the mood to eat venison at this time, although Pavey and Harrison didn't seem to care. He decided to remind them anyway that there was nothing wrong with being careful.

"Hahaha, you're too sensitive, Tao. Let them make trouble, after a while they will go to drink, you don't know them yet. The Indians who didn't drink were easy to get along with. Harrison made Hong Tao happy.

"What about those who finished drinking?" Hong Tao was still a little uneasy.

"There are two kinds of drinkers: one cannot get along, because they are drunk; The other one is very annoying, but it's okay, they won't come to mess with us, even if they're drunk, they know this. Harrison slapped his right crotch in a stinky way, where the long revolver was hanging.

"Hong Tao, you have also been woken up, there are so many people outside, will there be a fight?" Boss Liu also came down from upstairs at this time, still wearing pajamas, and seemed to be a little worried.

"Harrison said it didn't matter, Pavey said it didn't matter, this is their country, they said it didn't matter, it probably didn't matter." Hong Tao was a little bolder, walked over and lay down in the door, looking out through the glass.

"It doesn't look like it's okay, then I'll go change my clothes first, by the way, you are also ready to prepare, yesterday Austin found us a fun thing, let's try our luck, maybe we can have a big harvest." Boss Liu thought about it and went upstairs.

"Austin scheduled today's show? Do you know what fun things are in the way? Hong Tao didn't know what Boss Liu was talking about, and he couldn't find anyone to ask, so he could only ask Harrison.

"I don't know, we've been together since yesterday!" Harrison shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands.

"Are you going to fight polar bears?" Hong Tao's eyes lit up, and he remembered that Harrison had introduced him on the road that this was already a polar bear sanctuary, and along the big river in front of him all the way to the east, it was the sea of Hudson Bay, where many polar bears lived.

"Oh, you're dead, polar bears can't hunt, they can only watch, they can't fight." The fat man Pavey probably couldn't stand the noise outside, so he walked slowly to the bar, poured himself a glass of wine, poured it into it with his neck tilted, and then slammed his mouth and said.

For this habit of foreigners, although Hong Tao has seen it many times, it is still difficult to accept. When I get up in the morning, I don't brush my teeth and don't wash my face, so I have a glass of high wine. Not only did Pavey have a habit, but old Gale often did this, in their words, it was awakening his body.

Austen came a little late, and Hong Tao and the others finished breakfast, and chatted in the hall for a while, before he hurried from outside the door, and he was also wearing a Native American national costume, but he did not wear the feather hat on his head.

"You went to the parade too? Why don't you wear a feather hat? Hong Tao approached and touched his clothes, which were really made of leather, a bit like the suede we usually saw.

"Today, people from the government have come to negotiate, people of all ethnic groups are waiting here, I just make up the number, that hat is not for anyone to wear, only the elders and warriors of the clan can bring it, my father has one, I don't have it." Austin said as he knocked Hong Tao's hand off, the Chinese boy was so curious that he was about to touch his crotch.

"Mr. Liu said you have something interesting to take us, what is it?" Hong Tao originally wanted to see the specific structure of his shirt, but as soon as he lifted the placket, he was rejected.

"Everyone get ready, try to dress as modestly as possible, I will take you to get rich, but whether you can get rich or not depends on your luck. After 10 minutes, we will meet at the door, and I will go to find transportation first. Austin shook off Hong Tao's other hand again, coaxed Hong Tao away like a fly, and then turned and walked out.

"I'm X, is this going to ride a horse?"

Ten minutes later, Austin appeared at the door of the hotel punctually, not on foot, but on a tall horse, followed by a large string of horses of different colors, and it was clear that this was the means of transport he had just spoken.

"One for each person, is there anyone who can't ride a horse?" Austin handed the reins to Harrison, then looked out at Hong Tao.

"I won't! I've only ridden a few times, but not that high. Hong Tao turned his head to look at Boss Liu and Liu Xiaomei, and found that their father and daughter had already begun to choose horses with excitement on their faces, and they didn't look like they couldn't ride horses at all, so they had to raise their hands.

When he was in China, Hong Tao still rode horses, such as going to the grassland on the dam and traveling to Inner Mongolia, and there was a horse riding project, but the horses were not too tall and very docile to ride. (To be continued......)