Global Food Tour

Chapter 221 Walk around and chat with the Chinese in Mao Island! 【Part 2】

Chapter 221 Walk around and chat with the Chinese in Mao Island! 【Second update】

When we arrived at the hotel, the waiter enthusiastically ordered the car to be parked. After getting off the car, he didn't need to take anything to salute. Zhang Feng stayed in a local resort.

"A real Mauritian? Just look at me," says Alain, the personable general manager of the resort.

"I always thought you were an authentic French." Zhang Feng chatted with the manager.

"No, my father came from India. He is a third-generation Mauritian. My mother is Scottish. They met when they were studying in England and they got married. I was born in England, but when I was five years old, my father Decided to move back to Mao Island, I grew up here, but my wife is French and my two children also live here."

The manager replied with a smile. He seemed to be in his 40s and spoke with energy. Zhang Feng politely asked the manager's age.

"Oh, I always thought you were only in your forties!" Zhang Feng said in surprise, he never thought that the manager was already in his fifties.

"Really? That's really great, the longer you live, the younger you are." The manager's face was full of smiles. People in almost all countries in the world like to be told that they look young.

After chatting about other things, I learned that there are four restaurants in the resort, which are next to the swimming pool. Zhang Feng immediately became interested. Eating delicious food and looking at the beauties in the swimming pool is definitely a great enjoyment. Saying goodbye to the manager, Zhang Feng said goodbye Go to the restaurant alone.

In addition to the native Mao Islanders, people who come and go in the life of the restaurant are all kinds of people who live here.

Oliver, a German fitness instructor at the resort, moved his family from Europe to Mauritius a year ago, and asked him why he chose Mauritius, "Besides the pure natural environment, I like the peaceful atmosphere here, and respect each other's beliefs and lifestyles , a very comfortable place.”

……

When I came to the restaurant, I was warmly received by the waiters, and naturally a tip is indispensable.

[Anchor, you are very frugal this time, you only gave a tip of two dollars! 】

[Haha, what does the anchor think, spend money happily! 】

……

"What do you know? The environment here is only suitable for tips of one or two dollars. Don't destroy the good traditions here and corrupt their souls with money. Then you will be ashamed of the scenery I saw along the way." Zhang Feng said seriously.

[It seems to make sense. 】

[Haha, interesting. 】

……

"Curry meat skewers, sea urchin scrambled eggs with curry meat skewers, I didn't order much. I wanted to drink some wine to cheer up the fun, but I have to visit Port Louis later, so I stopped drinking."

Mauritian cuisine is recommended by many gourmets, because they have a very Mauritian taste. Like its own culture, it has mixed elements and does not lack its own characteristics.The enthusiasm of Africa, the romance of France, the elegance of Britain, and the charm of India, when culture and food collide strongly, the food tasted here, of course, also integrates the diverse and unique taste of Mauritius itself.

Curry-style kebabs, dipped in local-style spicy sauce, the delicious gravy is left in your mouth and you can't put it down.

"This is very good. For the first time, I think the curry is pleasing to the eye. The chili sauce feels spicy. I personally think it is within the acceptable range. Is the gravy... not as tender as roasted hump, but it is enough to reflect its deliciousness, very Not bad, I'll try scrambled eggs again."

Scrambled eggs with curry meat skewers and sea urchin. The color is bright. The curry is covered on the surface. The sea urchin is not very obvious, because it is originally colored, and it is hard to tell when it is mixed with curry. The eggs are fried very well, on the white ground Inlaid with a yellow pearl, curries and sea urchins of various colors are placed on the side.

[Anchor, hurry up and eat, this dish doesn't feel difficult! 】

[Yes, go home at night and do it yourself. 】

[Wow... look outside, look outside, it's too boobs! 】

[E, at least E. 】

……

"What? Let me see!"

Zhang Feng hurriedly looked outside, and there were several beautiful girls by the pool, which immediately whetted the appetite.

"It's delicious, it's really a good place, but unfortunately I don't know if I'm single." Zhang Feng said incoherently.

[The anchor is moved! 】

[There is no corner that cannot be dug, go dig it, anchor! 】

[We support you, give you gifts, come on! 】

……

Zhang Feng shook his head, and said: "Eat first, then go out for a stroll, play around, eat street snacks, and then take a look at the beauties."

[The last sentence is the point, right? 】

[The anchor also sprouted a spring heart. 】

……

"This sea urchin is very fresh. I feel like it's been less than [-] hours since I've been ashore!" Zhang Feng forcefully brought up the topic, but the live broadcast room still filled the screen with teasing his words.

After eating, Zhang Feng originally planned to walk, but found that there were some resorts nearby, and there was still a distance from the town, so he drove away.

When he arrived at the market, he parked his car, and Zhang Feng strolled around the town with his camera. The market was actually just a vegetable market. There were old women in sari, aunts wearing scarves, and people who were obviously of African descent. Blacks, it seems, have completed the great unification and integration of all ethnic groups in the world.

When the face of an old Chinese man appeared in sight, Zhang Feng couldn't help but stepped forward to say hello. Unfortunately, the man could not understand Mandarin, so he probably came from the south and could only speak his native dialect.Next to it is the old man’s supermarket, which looks quite large. When I walked in, a middle-aged woman came up to me and asked Zhang Feng in Mandarin where she was from. Mao Island, and her father-in-law, the old man has been here for more than half a century.

Whenever I meet such old overseas Chinese overseas, I feel a sense of intimacy spontaneously.

"The air here is good, life is much more leisurely, the pace is slow, and it is not as stressful as in the mainland." At the moment there are not many guests, so Ah Ying chatted with Zhang Feng for a while.

"Currently, there are four helpers employed in the store, and the highest salary is only RMB 1500 per month. The living standard here is relatively low. The people in Mao Island are very simple. These helpers are very honest and easy to manage. People don’t have high demands on life.”

Asked what to do when not working on weekdays, to Zhang Feng's surprise, Ah Ying said that she often went to a nearby high-end resort for a weekend or something.

"I have stayed in all the hotels here. We stayed in the one you stayed in during the Spring Festival. The hotel facilities are very good."

It seems that she is very satisfied with life in Mauritius. Zhang Feng did not ask her if she considers herself a Mauritian, maybe not yet. After all, she has not been here for a long time, but maybe her children will regard this place as their hometown and hometown.

When some topics are brought up, it seems that they intentionally or unintentionally slander others. Sometimes, some words, don’t ask, leave a little room, a little pleasant memory.

(End of this chapter)

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