Chapter 1008 Two Popular Magic Weapons
It was definitely a lively day, they started singing and dancing at 3am until lunch, and after lunch they started slaughtering pigs and washing chickens to prepare.
There is something very interesting here: most people in Ghibelline believe in Islam, and they are not allowed to eat pork, but they still eat it. They prepare several pigs to hold a "wrestling festival" for several days, and then kill a pig every day to entertain guests from other villages who come to participate in the competition.
Islam here is mixed with traditional Avasana—animism, a form of what the Chinese call "shamanism" or "witchcraft." The locals' religious approach to life is evident in their religion: be spontaneous; take it too seriously and you'll lose.
Xiao Peng loves eating pork, but when he saw the way the Jibelin people cooked it, he really felt a little overwhelmed!
They skinned the pork and cut it into head-sized chunks, then put it in a pot with some unknown seasoning and cooked it there. The color turned bright red, like braised pork with soy sauce, but the taste was definitely not braised pork. Momodo kept stirring it with a large wooden spoon at least a meter long.
Papa was not idle either. He was leading people to make rice and chicken.
Their way of making rice is even more brutal: they put rice and water in a large metal basin with a diameter of more than one meter and heat it on the fire. After the rice is cooked, they put the cooked chicken in the middle of the rice, and a group of people sit around the basin and eat it with their hands.
In the afternoon, people from other villages came to Jibelin Village and lined up to sing songs just like Papa and his friends did yesterday. The customs here are similar.
Papa and his companions were responsible for entertaining these people. They could not wrestle today as they were exhausted after walking such a long distance. Now was the time to build relationships, or what was called "courtesy before force" - the wrestling match would only start tomorrow.
But they can't sit idle at this time, they can also play football together, pick up girls, etc.
Senegalese football is not weak. Although they only became a FIFA member in 1962 and participated in the World Cup for the first time in 2002, the physical fitness of the Senegalese men's football team is so excellent that they directly advanced to the quarterfinals after entering the World Cup for the first time in 2002! Amazing the world of football.
However, their glory was stolen that year by another team: no team in that World Cup performed more brilliantly than the Korean men's national football team, which perfectly combined football with their country's proud taekwondo. Even the match between the "Shaolin Team" and the final enemy, the "Devil Team," in the movie "Shaolin Soccer" was bloody, and the Italians were beaten and kicked by the Korean team throughout. Even more remarkable, after the match, the Korean newspaper "Seoul Sports" directly criticized the Italian team, with the front-page headline: "Italian Team: Constant Fouls." At the end of the World Cup, they even awarded themselves the "Most Spectacular Team Award," a unique award in World Cup history!
Why were they so arrogant? Because the referee was Ecuador's Moreno. If there was no ulterior motive, I'd bet against him! After the match, Moreno left international football forever. But he lived a comfortable life.
A similar situation occurred with referee Gandur, who disallowed two Spanish goals in the Korea vs. Spain match. He later retired from football to live a wealthy life. After that match, the Spanish and Italian leagues refused to accept any Korean players.
What is face? What is sportsmanship? Sorry, these are things Koreans don't want. Can you afford to mess with a country that can pull out its internet connection when it's behind in an esports tournament?
When Xiao Peng and Ilka returned to the village, a group of people were surrounding Xiao Peng's car. Papa was so happy when he saw Xiao Peng that he almost broke his little hands by waving them.
"Xiao, you're back! We've been waiting for you!" Papa shouted, "Can you use your camera? Everyone wants to take a picture with your Chinese car—actually, they want to take a picture with you even more. Many people here have never seen a Chinese person!"
How does he quickly connect with the locals while traveling in West Africa? He relies on two magic weapons: cooling oil and a Polaroid camera. If he takes a picture of them and gives it to them, they'll be genuinely happy! They'll also, like the Chinese did decades ago, find a glass plate and press the photo under it.
But finding glass panels here was as difficult as getting a photo taken at a photo studio in the city. In the entire village, not a single house had glass windows. All the houses were mud and thatched huts, devoid of doors or windows. At most, they had a straw curtain, or a piece of cloth where possible. Xiao Peng worried that these houses would collapse during the rainy season.
Of course, his worries were unnecessary. People had lived here for so many years that they certainly knew what kind of house could withstand the rainy season. But as an outsider, Xiao Peng still felt intimidated by their houses. This was also the main reason why he chose to live in a tent.
However, Xiao Peng didn't give Papa the Polaroid camera after hearing this. Instead, he took out another camera and handed it to him: "Use this camera. I'll put an empty SD card in it for you. Just take as many pictures as you can. Do you know how to use it?"
Papa was a little hesitant after hearing what Xiao Peng said. "Xiao, of course I can use it. I study and work in Ziguinchor and often take photos for tourists. But I want these friends to get the photos directly so I don't have to go to Ziguinchor to develop them."
After hearing this, Xiao Peng took out a small box from the car and handed it to Papa: "It's a portable printer. Put photo paper in it and you can print directly. Is a hundred sheets of photo paper enough for you?"
"Can I print here?" Papa's eyes widened after hearing this.
Xiao Peng was too lazy to explain, so he simply took a photo of him, then inserted the SD card into the printer, put the photo paper into the paper tray and pushed it into the printer. With a press of a button, a photo was printed out.
"I've replaced the ribbon inside, which is enough for you." Xiao Peng said, "But Papa, I have to apologize to you. I won't hide it from you. There are weapons in my car, so I have to keep the door locked. I trust you very much, but I have to ensure the safety of these weapons. This is a rule I must abide by, so I can't let you in the car to take pictures. I hope you can understand."
Papa was completely confused and muttered to himself, "Isn't this too advanced?"
He just told Xiao Peng about his study and work in Ziguinchor. Another meaning was that he had seen the world, but he didn't expect there were such advanced equipment.
Xiao Peng really wanted to tell him that these things were everywhere in China, and there were a lot of them on Taobao, but he should not criticize them. Why was he trying to show his superiority to the people here?
"Alright!" Xiao Peng patted Papa's shoulder: "Have fun taking photos."
"Ah?" Papa came back to his senses; "What are you doing?"
Xiao Peng pointed at the bucket in Ikar's hand and said, "Of course, I want to make something delicious for myself!"
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