can't say that Beijing doesn't know how to do it, Hong Tao agrees with this sentence, but he thinks that he should add a sentence at the end: Don't go out of Lu to see what the grade of Lu Dao is.

Although the hotel called Bayburg is not even a three-star star from the outside, even with the interior decoration and unique room layout and the swimming pool, it is a quasi-four-star at best. But on the side of its main building, there is also a large horse farm, at this time there are a few white children on the horse farm accompanied by their parents along the fence on horseback, looking at the posture of the dress and riding of the horse, completely the style of the European aristocracy, it seems that this aristocracy is really not a generation or two can be cultivated.

"Do you want to ride a horse? We can go for a few laps or go for a walk on the beach. Pan had already openly lived in a room with Hong Tao at this time, and when she saw Hong Tao lying on the balcony staring at the horse farm, she thought that Hong Tao was interested in horseback riding.

"I'm not very good at riding this kind of horse." Hong Tao remembered the tragic situation of riding a horse in Canada, and decided that he couldn't show this eye even if he was killed.

"This kind of horse? Are there any other horses? Do you like to ride barebackless? Pan didn't understand Hong Tao's answer that there was something in the words.

"Are you tired? Why don't we go out and go around? Hong Tao originally wanted to say that he likes to ride a big ocean horse, but this sentence tastes wrong in English, so he had to change the topic.

"Okay, I've got another great idea, wait a minute, I'll make a call." Pan rolled his eyes, as if he had thought of something funny, and ran to the sofa like a little girl, picked up the phone, and dialed a few numbers. Then I chatted with each other in French.

As for what she was saying, Hong Tao basically couldn't understand it, and he struggled to listen to it if she spoke English with a little accent or said it was too casual, let alone French with such a big tongue.

"Okay, let's go take a shower first, and then I'll take you around, and of course those two Mr. Liu." After Pan said a few words, he seemed to be satisfied, and while undressing, he pulled Hong Tao to the bathroom.

Half an hour later. Hong Tao dragged Boss Liu and the fat boss downstairs. At this time, there were two motorcycles parked outside the gate of the hotel, and the brand Hong Tao did not recognize, anyway, it was not a domestic product.

"What!? Shall we go out of this? Hong Tao, this is your foreign girl's idea, right? I knew that there was nothing good about it. Will you drive! "The fat boss wanted to recharge his batteries in the hotel for the challenges of the evening. But as soon as he took a bath, he was dragged down by Hong Tao. He said he was going to take a look around the city. The fat boss on the street didn't object, but he was really surprised to drive a motorcycle.

"Hey, do as the locals do. The motorcycle is also very good, at least there will be no traffic jams, fat man! You get in my car and watch my brother take it to play! Boss Liu didn't complain about Hong Tao, but was very happy, he stepped on a motorcycle at random, looked for the feeling of the year, and then waved at the fat boss, signaling him to sit in his back seat.

"Are you coming or am I coming?" Pan looked at Hong Tao defiantly.

"Then you don't need to ask! …… Here you go! "It's not that Hong Tao doesn't know how to ride a motorcycle, but his hands are too raw, and the motorcycles here are driving very fiercely, compared to his own life, the face is really nothing. And there is a special benefit of sitting in the back seat, the hand holding the waist is slightly upward, there are two soft meats, Pan's hands are driving, and he can't hide if he wants to, so he can be tortured by Hong Tao.

Riding a motorcycle through the streets of Cotonou, surrounded by locals, Hong Tao and the black boy next to him stood side by side almost leg to leg when everyone was waiting for the red light. Everyone doesn't wear helmets on motorcycles here, and the black guy originally glanced at Pan who was driving with his eyes, but when he noticed that Hong Tao was also paying attention to him, he smiled at Hong Tao very generously, and then pointed at Pan, gave Hong Tao a thumbs up, and pointed at Hong Tao, and a word popped out of his mouth that made Hong Tao stunned: Silly donkey!

"What is he talking about!?" Hong Tao instinctively feels that people should not be scolding themselves, but this pronunciation is really like scolding people in Chinese, did he touch China Tong?

"He's saying goodbye to you, or it's a hello, it depends on the context, and your pronunciation is not accurate, it's not a stupid donkey, it's a ...... Green, followed by an accent. Pan drove the motorcycle very well, and while turning around to talk to Hong Tao, he could control the car to shuttle through the traffic.

"Where are we going?" Hong Tao was still a little uneasy to see that Pan's path was getting narrower and narrower, and the houses around him were getting shorter and older, and he remembered the warning of the hotel staff when he was in Dar es Salaam.

"At the floating market, we're going to buy ingredients for dinner, and I'm going to treat you to a German meal tonight, and I'm cooking." Pan seemed in high spirits, she never said she could cook.

"I'm so moved, buy more, tomorrow I will invite you to eat authentic Chinese food, I promise that you will want to eat it after eating." Hong Tao also infected Pan's emotions, and took the initiative to ask Ying to contract tomorrow's meal.

The floating market Pan mentioned is really different from what Hong Tao imagined, and the difference is 108,000 miles. Hong Tao thought there would be something like a small island here, and then there would be a big bazaar on it. But Pan took him to a slum, where the houses were very dilapidated, few of them were made of bricks, most of them were straw huts, and some of them were simply built in the water.

It looks like a big river, the river is very wide, but the color is very blue, and there is a shellfish beach on the bank, and the waves cannot tell whether it is fresh water or seawater. Floating on the surface of the water were dozens of slender wooden boats more than one person wide and several meters long, owned by black women, some with children.

"Hong Tao! What kind of place is this? How is it the same as the slum? The fat boss looked at the scene in front of him, and the question in his heart was basically the same as Hong Tao.

"Pan said that this is a floating market, she wants to buy some fresh ingredients and cook us a German meal at night, let's go, let's go and have a look, fat uncle, you can be careful, I think you can sit on this boat." Hong Tao repeated what Pan said just now to the fat boss.

"Don't say it so nicely, it should be for you to eat, our two old men should be piggybacked, I don't get on the boat, you remember to buy more vegetables, I have eaten a little too much meat these days, and I am on fire." The fat boss took a large number of the boats, and decided that he would not go up and take risks, and would rather bask in the sun on the shore.

It's a veritable floating market, with people selling and buying things on boats, goods on board, and this big river is the waterway between the lagoon and the sea, and the water here is seawater. Because the tide rises and falls every day, and the shore is full of sand and shell scraps, there are basically no farms and no scenery to speak of, so the banks of this waterway have become urban villages in the city of Cotonou.

The men of these families go out to fish or farm every day, and the women often row small boats to sell some seafood or agricultural products that they have caught in order to earn a little more money. Because this waterway is located in the middle of the city of Cotonou, the geographical location is very good, so it has gradually become a very special floating market, but also attracted the curiosity of many foreign tourists, has become a tourist attraction, there is also a large grass hut on the water, which sells all kinds of drinks, and is a water bar.

In fact, if you want to talk about how big the market is and how rich the goods are, this market can't even compare to the big market of an ordinary town in China. The small boats of those black women were nothing more than potatoes, onions, tomatoes, turnips, and a very small variety of vegetables, and the prices were not low.

The vegetables disappointed Hong Tao, but seafood and the like were quite abundant, all kinds of shrimp, fish, shellfish, crabs, and even turtles. These boats are all small business, and each boat has a few ceramic jars, and some seawater is placed in it, and the seafood is placed in it, and most of it is live.

Although those black women did not live well, they still had to suffer on the water under the great sun. But when they help Pan buy seafood, they will make sure that each seafood sold is alive. Once found that there is a dead one, without the guest to speak, directly thrown into the seawater, this makes Hong Tao very admired, when Pan spent a long time spitting finally down the price some, but after settling the account, Hong Tao took out 10 US dollars as a tip to send out of the water. (To be continued......)