After rushing all the way and putting all the wood into the warehouse, Yang Tianlong hurried towards the hotel.

Time was indeed very tight, and there was no time to explain, Yang Tianlong waved at Wilmots in the hall, Wilmots understood, and hurriedly walked out with a bag of things.

"I'll open it, you eat quickly. Without saying a word, Wilmots rushed him to the co-pilot's seat and handed him the bag in his hand.

Yang Tianlong smiled at Wilmots, quickly moved his butt towards the co-pilot's position, opened the handbag and saw that it was two hamburgers and a bottle of juice.

When they arrived at the airport, Raff and the others also came, and more than a dozen strong men appeared in the airport hall, which was not wide, which made those who were catching the plane very curious.

After quickly checking in and saying goodbye to Wilmots, Raff and others at the airport, Yang Tianlong walked into the security check with the lion's head.

It was still the Fokker-50 propeller airliner last time, although this plane looked a little rusty, but the performance was not bad, and when he walked into the cabin, Yang Tianlong did not have the timidity of the first time.

On the journey, Yang Tianlong invited the lion head to go with him to Liu Shengli to play.

Lionhead's flight in Kinshasa was eight o'clock in the evening, and seeing that it was still early, he decisively agreed to Yang Tianlong.

The two chatted very much on the plane, and seeing that Yang Tianlong was very interested in knife skills, the lion head decisively passed on his experience to Yang Tianlong.

Of course, if you want to have the precision of a lion's head, daily hard work is inevitable.

Due to the rainy season, flights were slightly delayed, and the landing time of the plane was changed from 1 p.m. to 1:30 p.m.

When they met Liu Shengli, both of them walked towards each other quickly, and then two pairs of big hands held together.

"It's getting dark. Liu Shengli's first sentence was like this.

"You too. Yang Tianlong shot back with a smile.

"Who is this?" Liu Shengli couldn't help but look at the lion's head on the side.

"My good friend, Belgian, nicknamed Lion's Head. Yang Tianlong smiled and introduced.

After the lion's head said hello, suddenly a female voice came from behind him, "Manager Liu, this man's name is Condo, he is Belgian and works in Bunia. ”

Yang Tianlong was not surprised, he didn't expect Liu Shengli to come with a translator this time.

Where did this girl come from? Why didn't he pay attention just now? Yang Tianlong couldn't help but look around, only to see a fair-skinned woman who looked dignified and virtuous standing behind Liu Shengli with a smile on her face.

Seeing Yang Tianlong's surprise, Liu Shengli smiled, pointed to the girl behind him and introduced: "Brother Yang, let me introduce you, this is our company's beautiful translator Xiao Qin, Qin Kexuan." ”

"Hello, Qin Translator. Yang Tianlong smiled and stretched out his hand.

Qin Kexuan smiled slightly, and quickly stretched out his hand politely.

"You two should be from the same school. Liu Shengli suddenly looked at the two and asked.

Yang Tianlong set his sights on Qin Kexuan, "Huaxia University of Foreign Chinese XX class." ”

Qin Kexuan said with a surprised face: "It can't be such a coincidence, I am one year younger than you, and I have only graduated for more than a year." ”

"Huh?" After seeing that Qin Kexuan was an alumnus with him, Yang Tianlong was also extremely surprised, and he began to recall this little junior sister in his mind.

I don't seem to be impressed.

Of course, Qin Kexuan doesn't seem to have any impression of Yang Tianlong, but she has some impressions of Xiong Zihao, and the reason for her impression is very simple, that is, Xiong Zihao has pursued a beautiful woman in their bedroom.

Liu Shengli brought not only Qin Kexuan a translator this time, but also several young people, all of whom were from the project department.

After greeting them one by one, Liu Shengli waved his hand, "Let's go, please eat Bashu hot pot at noon." ”

"Well, I haven't eaten in a long time. After Yang Tianlong finished speaking, he explained to the lion head what hot pot is, and after listening, the lion head also had a strong expectation.

Liu Shengli's car drove quickly on the road, and the traffic near Kinshasa was not bad, compared to the dirt roads in Bunia, there seemed to be no dirt roads in sight, and there were either asphalt roads or concrete roads along the way.

Half an hour later, Liu Shengli's car stopped at the destination, and Yang Tianlong got out of the car to see that the words "authentic Bashu hot pot" were hanging on a simple two-story building.

The signboard is far less eye-catching than the domestic hot pot restaurants, but there are many customers inside.

Liu Shengli and the others hadn't walked in yet, and the boss came over to greet them with a smile.

Liu Shengli pointed to Yang Tianlong and introduced: "Lao Li, this is from your hometown. ”

The owner of the hot pot restaurant was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but glance at Yang Tianlong a few more times, "I'm from Science and Technology City, what about you?"

Yang Tianlong smiled slightly, "Rongcheng's." ”

The owner of the hot pot restaurant nodded, and said with a smile, "It's not far away, it's all fellow countrymen, come, please come in." ”

When he entered, Liu Shengli told him that this was the only hot pot restaurant operating in Kinshasa, and that there were tens of thousands of Chinese people working in Kinshasa and nearby areas, so the business of this hot pot restaurant was very good.

Although the ingredients are limited, the taste has a unique flavor on the basis of the original flavor of the hot pot, especially the fish head hot pot here, all of which are wild fish native to the Congo River, and the taste is called a delicious.

Although the hot pot restaurant is very simple, there are many diners, especially now that it is the rainy season in Congo, there is not much work on the construction site, and one of the best ways for workers to pass the time is to hot pot.

As soon as the owner of the hot pot restaurant brought a clear and red mandarin duck pot, the lion head hurriedly filled himself with a bowl of red soup, and he explained that he was a little thirsty.

Under the stunned eyes of everyone, the lion's head drank it all, and before he had time to wipe his mouth, he said, "This soup is good." ”

"Lion's head, this is the soup, not the kind of soup we drink. Yang Tianlong told him with a smile.

After listening to this, the lion's head looked confused, "Watt?

As a native of Bashu, although Yang Tianlong's explanation is not very professional, it also makes the lion's head understand that the so-called base soup is similar to the seasoning, which is easy to understand, that is, the seasoning is mixed with water, heated and boiled, so as to facilitate the steaming of food.

When he heard this, the lion head himself laughed embarrassedly.

Due to the limited number of local Congolese ingredients, the classic dishes such as hairy tripe and pork yellow throat were replaced by local wild fish fillets by the boss.

Although the taste is not as good as the authentic hot pot in China, it tastes good.

The people at the table are talking and laughing, drinking local dark beer, eating Bashu hot pot, especially Yang Tianlong, who has not eaten authentic hometown hot pot for a long time, which feels really great.

Just as everyone was eating happily, suddenly a worker in overalls ran in in a panic and whispered something in Liu Shengli's ear.