The establishment of the Chinese town in Kenya dates back to the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.

At that time, the land of China was plagued by internal and external troubles, and the people were struggling to make a living, and some Chinese had to leave their homeland in order to survive, and wandered around the world by steamship, one of which came to Kenya, Africa.

In the early days, these Chinese helped the local people grow coffee beans in Kenya.

Later, due to the oppression of the British colonialists, these local Africans could not even eat themselves, so how could they accept these Chinese to participate in labor.

In desperation, these Chinese began to try to do some small business.

The shrewd mind and hard-working spirit of the Chinese made many people quickly adapt to the colonial environment of Kenya, and opened restaurants, made gold shops, made clothes, and made ceramic products, etc., so that the Chinese town slowly stood in the center of Kenya's major cities.

As the capital of Kenya, Nairobi's largest Chinese town is located on the east side of the capital, close to Kenya's largest outlet to the sea, and it is also the best place for ships to rest and reorganize.

The Chinese are good at food, which is a fatal temptation for foreign seafarers.

If you come to Kenya without visiting the Chinese town and tasting the local food, you will not be in Kenya.

In the evening, the lights come on.

As the controller of Chinatown and the president of the "China Association", the largest force in the Chinese gang, Zeng Guoxiong is tasting the best abalone in the famous "China Building".

Cooking for him is Chef Hung, the top chef of Chung Wah House.

Chef Hung is from Hong Kong and is also a well-known imperial chef in Hong Kong.

It's just that he committed a crime in Hong Kong and was wanted by the police, so he took his cooking skills to Kenya, where the birds don't poop, and hid here to work.

By chance, he met President Zeng Guoxiong, and showed his superb cooking skills for this food-loving boss, and was immediately hired by Zeng Guoxiong to become the top chef of "China Building".

"President Zeng, what do you think of this abalone?" Dressed in a white chef's outfit with the words "God of Food" embroidered on his chest, Chef Hong smiled and asked Zeng Guoxiong for his opinion.

Boss Hu, who is in charge of running Zhonghua Building, is also waiting cautiously on the side, waiting for Zeng Guoxiong's comments.

Zeng Guoxiong ate a bite of abalone with chopsticks, put down the chopsticks, took the tea and rinsed his mouth, then picked up the spoon and scooped a mouthful of the soup, tasted it, frowned and said: "The taste is lighter this time." ”

Boss Hu was shocked and hurriedly looked at Master Hong.

Master Hong didn't mess up at all, he clasped his fists at Zeng Guoxiong, and said with a smile: "It's still Zeng, you know the goods!" This abalone is different from the previous one, no matter how good the previous best abalone is, it is just an ordinary color, but this abalone is a rare two-headed abalone in the deep sea! ”

After a pause, Master Hong continued: "As the saying goes, it's hard to buy two abalone with money! Those black Kenyans don't know this, they can't eat, they can't cook! This kind of superb abalone must be simmered slowly to maintain the original flavor, and must not be too much condiment, robbing the abalone of its natural mellow aroma and tender taste......"

"Hahaha!" Zeng Guoxiong took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and said with a smile: "It's still Master Hong, your skills are superb!" It's no wonder that I feel different when I eat this abalone, it is not only fresh and tender, but also full of sea flavor. ”

Chef Hong bowed down again: "Food needs to meet a gourmand to be called a delicacy, otherwise, it will only destroy the heavens!" ”

Zeng Guoxiong was so praised by Master Hong, and suddenly felt that he hadn't eaten so many good things in vain over the years, and laughed: "Okay, you did a good job!" Wait a minute! ”

"Thank you, President Zeng!"

During the conversation, someone hurriedly walked in and said, "It's not good, president, something happened!" ”

"Uh, what?"

The man whispered a few words to Zeng Guoxiong, and Zeng Guoxiong's face changed, "Our China Town has never had anything to do with those Kenyan policemen, so it can be said that the well water does not interfere with the river water, what is their chief superintendent doing here?" Do you want to see me by name? ”

The surrounding people were stunned.

China Town has always been like a small world and a small kingdom in its own right.

The Kenyan police are corrupt and incompetent, and they have no control over Chinatown, so much so that the rules and regulations of Chinatown, as well as public security, are formulated and controlled by the China Association.

Over the years, everyone has reached a tacit understanding that those black cops never come to Chinatown to roam.

As for those black warlords, Zeng Guoxiong paid "protection money" every year, ruining wealth and eliminating disasters, and leaving those warlords with nothing to say.

But now—

"Who's that chief superintendent? Which black? Zeng Guoxiong picked up his clothes and got up, "If you want to see me, you must be qualified!" ”

"No, not black!"

"Uh, what do you mean?"

"It's a Chinese!"

"What?" Zeng Guoxiong was stunned.

The others looked at each other as well.

"Chinese? Being a Chief Superintendent here? ”

Everyone looked incredulous.

Chinatown has been "closed" for a long time, and he is not very interested in outside information, so that Du Yongxiao became the chief superintendent of the Kenya Police Force, and the major newspapers hyped it up, but it did not reach Chinatown.

"Yes, President! I inquired, and the man was not only Chinese, but also from Hong Kong! ”

"Hong Kong?"

This time, the reaction was not Zeng Guoxiong, but Master Hong, who was cooking.

Zeng Guoxiong glanced at Master Hong and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Master Hong!" What if he's from Hong Kong? Isn't it really that they're coming to arrest you? You've been in Kenya for almost ten years, and it stands to reason that the case is long gone! ”

"Ahem, I hope so!" Master Hong hurriedly clenched his fists and said, knowing that he had overreacted.

However, before Zeng Guoxiong and Master Hong could calm down, the person who reported the news suddenly said: "There are two other things that I think need to be reported to you, the president-——

"What's the matter?" Zeng Guoxiong said casually.

Although he was a little stunned just now, a mere Chinese chief superintendent didn't make him much stunned.

"That -——" hesitated to report, "This Superintendent Du just swept Yunding International not long ago!" ”

"Ah, what?" Zeng Guoxiong's eyes widened.

Master Hong looked even more incredible.

What is Yunding International?

It's about the same place as their Chinatown!

There's the demon king of General Masson behind him!

Such a powerful existence was swept away?

Zeng Guoxiong was shocked, and couldn't help but take a sip of the teacup.

Didn't wait for him to swallow the tea.

The messenger added: "I haven't finished my words - after he finished sweeping Yunding International, he also swept the slave market by the way!" ”

Burst!

Zeng Guoxiong squirted out a sip of tea!

Wide-eyed: "What? ”

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded!

It's as if you're hearing some ancient myth!

What is the slave market?

That's the existence that General Masson personally sent troops to guard!

Even the other warlords could only stare at it and didn't dare to offend, but now—

Zeng Guoxiong only felt that his brain was not enough.

Others are messy too!

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you-——

This Superintendent Du,

What the hell is it?

(End of chapter)