Chapter 1299 Spiritual Chinese

Chapter 1299

The black guy Dhaka asked, "This gentleman, what should I call you?"

Xia Ruofei smiled lightly and said, "My name is Summer."

The identity of Xia Xia was originally a cover identity, which was recorded on the entry and exit records, and Xia Ruofei also changed his appearance, so naturally there was no need to keep it secret.

Daka raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Summer summer, summer sky?"

Xia Ruofei was stunned for a moment and said, "Correct!"

To be honest, Xia Ruofei still has a sense of closeness when he sees a black young man speaking Chinese on the distant African continent, which has nothing to do with national pride or inferiority complex.

The waiting time was also a bit boring, so Xia Ruofei chatted with him for a while.

Through communication, Xia Ruofei knew that this black young man named Dhaka also went to Arure. He worked in a Chinese-funded institution in Arure, mainly engaged in translation and guide work.

Although Dhaka is not a native of Arure, he lived in Arure for a few years when he was a child. He knows the local dialect and is proficient in English at the same time. His Chinese level is not bad among the crooked nuts, so the translation work is actually It suits him.

Xia Ruofei asked curiously, "Dhaka, as far as I know, the relationship between Alure and Huaxia is not too close, why are there Chinese-funded enterprises there?"

Before Xia Ruofei set off, he also had some understanding of the small country of Alure. Of course, this understanding was limited to reading some introductions such as encyclopedias in general, and not too deep. After all, he came here this time to use thunder. Killing the Mode mercenary group in one fell swoop does not need to think too much.

Therefore, Xia Ruofei just knew that the relationship between Alulei and Huaxia was not particularly good.

Of course, this kind of wording is still relatively euphemistic because it is considered that Daka’s childhood was spent in Arure.

In fact, Arulei is a rogue country. When he needs assistance, he will behave very well, and soon after the benefits are obtained, he will make a lot of nonsense. He even broke off diplomatic relations with Huaxia, which has only been restored in recent years.

Dhaka said with a smile, "In summer, there are no Chinese-funded enterprises or Chinese people anywhere in the world now? Especially in the African continent, as long as there are people, there are basically our Chinese-owned enterprises! Doing business! Making money is the most important thing. of."

Xia Ruofei was slightly taken aback and said, "'We' Huaxia Enterprise?"

Daka grinned, showing his mouth full of big white teeth, then scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "When I was studying in Huaxia, I already fell in love with this magical ancient country, so... Spiritual Chinese!"

Xia Ruofei couldn't help laughing out loud. There are many fine elements, elite Japanese elements and even spiritual Chinese people on the Internet. This is the first time he has heard of this spiritual Chinese person, but it sounds quite cool. Although this is just a poor African brother.

Dhaka went on to say, "Alure is a very backward country, one of the least developed countries in the world, where the per capita wage income is only three or four hundred Chinese dollars. I work in a Chinese-funded enterprise, and my income is at least local. Twenty or thirty times as many as people, so I love Huaxia!"

Xia Ruofei laughed and said, "You are frank!"

After the two chatted for a while, it was announced on the radio that they could board the plane, so they both stood up, picked up their luggage and went to the boarding gate to line up.

Because Arure is adjacent to Ethiopia, and the flight distance is not too far, the planes flying from Addis Ababa to Arure are arj regional airliners, and they look very old and old. At least ten years.

Such regional airliners do not have first-class cabins, and all are economy class.

So Xia Ruofei also bought an economy class ticket.

But the whole flight is only two or three hours, and it will be over after overcoming it.

There are still quite a lot of passengers on this route, and there is a long queue at the boarding gate. Xia Ruofei was among a group of black people and looked very conspicuous.

While chatting with Daka, he slowly moved forward with the team.

After getting on the plane, Xia Ruofei quickly found his seat near the wing in the middle of the cabin with the help of the flight attendant.

Only then did he and Dhaka realize that the two were actually in the same row, but there was an aisle in the middle.

Dhaka immediately discussed with the black buddy beside Xia Ruofei, and the black buddy changed seats with Dhaka very readily.

Dhaka sat down beside Xia Ruofei with his small bag, grinned and said, "Hey! Brother, this is fate!"

Xia Ruofei also smiled and nodded, thinking that with the company of this cheerful black buddy, it would not be boring on the way.

Both strapped on their seat belts and chatted while waiting for takeoff.

Passengers around see that Dhaka can chat so happily with a Chinese person in Chinese, and they all cast envious glances - now the whole world knows that Chinese people are getting richer and richer, especially in Africa. In this place, the Chinese people are just like the God of Wealth... No, the black brothers don't know the God of Wealth, it's like... just like walking dollars.

Soon the plane was cleared to take off, and it taxied to the runway and began to accelerate to take off.

When the old regional airliner was accelerating, there was a creaking sound in the cabin, as if it was shaking everywhere.

Especially after the plane took off from the ground, the sound of Kakaka could be clearly heard every time the flaps were retracted, and the wings were constantly shaking during the flight, as if they would be broken at any time.

Xia Ruofei basically traveled by Gulfstream business jets, which are much more comfortable than large civil aviation aircraft. Now switching to this small regional airliner is like switching from a sports car to a tractor all of a sudden. A little uncomfortable.

He looked at Dhaka and the surrounding passengers with some curiosity, and found that they all looked as usual, as if there was nothing to fear in such a trembling flight.

Xia Ruofei is not afraid because he has the confidence. The plane is going to fall headfirst. He can also hide in the spiritual space. Although it may be troublesome in the end, at least his life is safe.

But are those ordinary passengers really not afraid at all?

Xia Ruofei felt a little curious, so he couldn't help but ask Dhaka.

Dhaka grinned and said, "Xia, just get used to it! I take this kind of plane at least once or twice a month, and sometimes three or four or even four or five times. It's been more than two years in a row, what do you think? Am I still scared? Most of the passengers on the plane frequent this route, and they are used to it!”

"It turned out to be like this..." Xia Ruofei said with a smile, "I'm really taught!"

"Aren't you nervous?" Dhaka was also a little curious and said with a smile, "I remember that a Chinese friend from our company took this flight for the first time. He was so frightened that his face was pale and his hands and feet were cold. After landing, he vowed never to take this flight again. He has a plane, and he even took a car to Ethiopia when he returned home, and then took a train to Addis Ababa.”

"This is too exaggerated, isn't it?" Xia Ruofei said with a smile, "It's really not to be nervous, it's just a little unaccustomed to it!"

Fortunately, this kind of turbulence does not exist all the way. When the plane climbed to the cruising altitude, the degree of turbulence was reduced a lot. The stewardess even started to push the trolley out for service. In such a degree of turbulence, the flight attendants will basically be asked to suspend service, fasten their seat belts in their seats, and wait for the plane to fly smoothly before continuing to serve.

Xia Ruofei politely declined the in-flight meal provided by the flight attendant-he was really not interested in the sticky-looking local "food", especially this kind of sticky food was cooked and reheated on the plane Yes, it looks terrible, and Xia Ruofei has no appetite at all when he sees it.

Dhaka enjoyed this kind of food very much. Seeing that Xia Ruofei didn't want to eat it, he simply asked the flight attendant to give him Xia Ruofei's share, and then ate it with relish.

There was a strange smell in the cabin.

Xia Ruofei can't say how to describe the smell of this kind of food. To put it simply, it's like the smell of curry and durian mixed together. You can imagine how touching the smell in the cabin is.

Xia Ruofei even used True Qi to temporarily block his sense of smell.

Finally, after most of the passengers have finished eating, the smell in the cabin is less.

When Xia Ruofei saw that Dhaka had finished his lunch, he asked with a smile, "Dhaka, is there anything interesting in Alure? Can you introduce me?"

Xia Ruofei set his identity as a backpacker. Now that China's economy has improved, more and more people are traveling abroad. There are also people who go to non-mainstream tourist destinations with simple luggage like him alone. few.

Dhaka grinned and said, "Brother, you are asking the right person! I am relatively familiar with Alure!"

"Oh? Then do you recommend a few fun places?" Xia Ruofei said with a smile.

"I think about it!" Dhaka raised his head and thought for a while, then said with a wry smile, "There are really no tourism resources in the country of Alure, and there are not many places to play. Speaking of interesting places... Alure Temple It should be counted as one, although we locals seem to be nothing, but I guess you will be interested, after all, there is a different culture that is completely different from the eastern culture."

"Alulei Temple?" Xia Ruofei said with a smile, "I really have to visit the temple named after the country!"

Dhaka pouted and said, "Alure is a very small country, it's not as big as a province in China! No... even many prefecture-level cities are bigger than it! So naming it with a country's name is not a temple, you see. For example, the destination of our flight this time is called Arure, which is the capital of Arure and is also named after the country.”

Xia Ruofei couldn't help laughing secretly for a while. Daka, a spiritual Chinese person, is really not bragging. It is all this kind of thinking that is revealed inadvertently. The words "we Huaxia" are very natural, and there is no sense of disobedience.

Along the way, Xia Ruofei and Dhaka chatted one after another, and they also learned a lot about Dhaka and the country of Alure.

The Chinese-funded enterprise that Dhaka works for is engaged in road and bridge construction. It has contracted many projects in the country of Arure, and several construction sites across the country are starting at the same time.

Of course, the so-called "nationwide" is actually not as big as a prefecture-level city in China.

In addition, the president of the country of Arure is also a strange person. He has issued many ironic laws, such as "no farting in public places" and so on. The regulations are very detailed. If farting is not detected, it is not illegal. ; but if found out and sued, he could even face jail time.

In addition, the President has given himself many titles, such as Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces of the Republic of Arure, Honorary Admiral of the Arure Navy, etc. In fact, Arure's armed forces are very weak, and as a A small, purely landlocked country with no navy at all.

Even a mercenary group like the Mod organization can become the emperor of Alure. It is conceivable how backward the country's armed forces are.

With the spirit of Dhaka sitting next to him, Xia Ruofei's journey became less boring, and the flight time seemed to pass faster, and soon the plane began to lower its altitude.

That maddening jolt began to appear again.

Xia Ruofei and Dhaka both fastened their seat belts and waited calmly for the plane to land. Dhaka saw that Xia Ruofei looked so relaxed, and at first glance it was real calm, it was not forced at all, he couldn't help but give Xia Ruofei a thumbs up.

Although the plane flew wobbly, the pilot's skills seemed to be good.

Today, the crosswind at Arure Airport is still quite strong, and the regional airliner itself is relatively small. Landing in the crosswind is still a test of technology. When it finally landed, the fuselage was almost perpendicular to the runway. This is to use an included angle to counteract the effects of crosswinds.

After the rear landing gear touched the ground, the pilot adjusted it, and when the front landing gear of the aircraft also touched the ground, the fuselage was just adjusted to the center of the runway.

After getting off the plane, Xia Ruofei put a US dollar in his passport as usual, and he quickly cleared the customs smoothly.

Dhaka works here and often enters and exits, so naturally he is faster than Xia Ruofei.

When Xia Ruofei walked out of the restricted area, he saw that Dhaka was waiting for him at the exit with his suitcase in hand.

Dhaka asked enthusiastically, "Dude, do you need me to be your guide? It's free!"

Xia Ruofei is going to trouble the Mord organization, so naturally it is impossible to bring Dhaka. He smiled and said, "I want to go around alone first, and don't you want to go back to report? I'll contact you in two days. !"

Dhaka smiled and nodded and said, "No problem! Let's get in touch with WeChat at that time!"

The two had already added WeChat to each other when they were at the airport.

Of course, Xia Ruofei used a new WeChat account.

The two walked out of the airport lobby together, then waved goodbye, got into a taxi, and headed for the city.

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