When we left Socotra, our fleet was fully armed. Because according to Chen Kui, who had been buying gems here for a long time, it was very uneasy and uneasy in East Africa...

Chen Kui didn't say anything about the specific reason why he was not peaceful. I always felt that he seemed to have something difficult to say, so I didn't ask.

Three days later, when the city traces began to appear in our sight in addition to the red land, Old Tucker told me that "Frankincense and the Myrrh" - Mogadihue arrived.

Mogadishu, also known as Mogadishu, comes from ancient Persian, and is known as the ancient Chinese history as the Wood Bones. Many people know that this city originated from a 1993 American movie "Black Hawk Down". So people think that this city should be a terrifying place full of war, panic, hunger and death, but in fact, at this point in time, the real Mogadishu is definitely not like this.

Although humans have moved to Mogadishu since ancient times, the climate of the land is very unsuitable for farming, so animal husbandry has long been the main industry, and in the Middle Ages, it still mainly operates livestock products.

Since the 9th century AD, a group of Arabs moved here, and Mogadishu has become a window for exchanges between the East African and the North. Modern archaeologists have excavated many coins from ancient China, Ceylon and Annan in the Mogadishu area, which fully demonstrates that Mogadishu's trade objects have spread to these areas.

Among them, most of the coins from China are products from the Song Dynasty, and some are objects from the Ming and Qing dynasties. It is said that the eunuch of the Sanbao, Zheng He, had arrived here several times. In addition to producing mineral resources, the Mogadihu area also exported wood, ivory, shells, slaves and iron ore to other areas.

Until the 13th century, the Port of Kilva Kissivani, located on the offshore island of East Africa, was the main gold-based port of gold in the Greater Simbabwe region, and quickly exposed and obscured the light of Mogadishu and other northern port cities. But after thousands of years of exhibitions, Mogadishu still had his own unique charm.

Of course, there is a difference between distance and actual contact. This city built on red soil looks beautiful from the sea, but when the ship arrived in front of the port of Mogadihu, the navigator told us that we could not continue to move forward, and that people and goods must be reproduced on the barge here and on the dock where we transported it to the port!

Nani? What the hell is the port that cannot be sent to the port? But Old Tucker quickly explained my doubts - Mogadihu's port is not deep enough, the water depth is only more than two meters, so except for small barges, ordinary ships cannot enter the port!

I was covered in black lines, watching people move boxes of goods we were preparing to take from the big ship to the barge, and transport them back and forth to the port again and again, and load them again, I said with contempt: "How inefficient is this? If you have the energy to transport back and forth, why not dig deeper the waterways of the port?"

Old Tucker took a sip of rum and said vaguely: "The river has been dug up, how should these barges make a living?"

When I was surprised, Old Tucker smiled contemptuously and said, "70% of the income of the barge fleet will be paid to the dock managers - there is no city lord here, they are all managed by one faction after another, and there is no unified administration. So the captain, this river will not be dug out!" After saying that, there was a burst of laughter that was silent.

I nodded speechlessly, watching the barge boatmen back and forth between the big ship and the land, and their black and thin backbones became distorted under the weight of the cargo, but this still couldn't stop them from having another trip and another passion.

I sighed slightly. In my memory, Mogadisiu's state continued until the late 1970s, when this ancient city ushered in a new port. There is a reason why Africa is backward!

When I rode a small barge, I was shocked by the means of transportation in front of me! Camels! Yes! A large number of camels! No wonder Mogadishu also has a strange title - the only city with more camels than humans!

I grabbed the reins and turned over the camel's back. Yuan and Lan shouted, and they jumped onto the camel beside them. Under the pull of the porter, enough camels were pulled in front of us, meeting the transportation requirements of all personnel and goods...

Well, although the situation is quite scary, the cost is really not expensive! So we happily accepted this exotic experience journey.

When the camel bell rang, the camel began to move forward with a unique scattered pace. With Mavi and the guide in front of us, we were not worried about getting lost, so I watched the surrounding scene with interest.

The streets became dusty as the camels walked, but the people on the roadside didn't care at all! They looked at us on the camel's back with great enthusiasm, just as we looked at them. The double-inverted obviously had their own interests.

The air was filled with the smell of livestock excrement, and groups of cattle and sheep passed by on the road, accompanied by a child shouting and chasing cattle and sheep. Many residents set up pens next to their houses to raise cattle and sheep, and women squeezing cows could be seen everywhere, selling fresh milk to neighboring people with loud voices.

Every few steps, there is a snack stall, about 70% of which sells fish products. Since ancient times, residents of Mogadishu have liked to eat fish, and there are many ways to eat fish. But for us from China, the "fish dishes" of these locals are really vulgar and even "disgusting". If I were to do with me, I would probably never eat such street stalls.

There were many people gathering on the road ahead, surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside. I wonder what was doing inside. I was very curious and shouted to Mavie: "What are you doing there? Mavie?"

Mavie turned around and shouted, "Captain, that's the Fujiao artist performing!"

Yuan and Lan suddenly became interested and shouted: "Go and have a look! Go and have a look! Sir!"

The two of them shouted in a unique tone, which was particularly lethal. The men and women around them looked sideways, looking at the two on the camel's back. But they didn't realize it, just looking at me with their eyes radiating.

I know that there are many lakes around Mogadihu, and crocodiles in the lake can be seen at any time, which can be called the "crocodiles kingdom". Crocodile intestines are a precious dish for Mogadihu's indigenous people to entertain guests. As for the crocodilia performance... I have never seen it before, so let's take a look!

As the camels approached, the onlookers immediately made way. They all knew that those who could ride such a squad of camels were definitely not ordinary people. Looking at my appearance from the East, I knew that I must be a distinguished guest who had just come here. So the only group of us were left around the artists performing by Fu Crocodile, and others retreated far away and couldn't come.

The artist also performed even more vigorously when he saw the big customer coming! He heard the guy beating the small drum beating the crocodile skin drum in his hand so hard that he thought, and his beard was raised high! The artist was holding a huge crocodile and walked around from behind.

The crocodile is at least about two meters five meters long, with blue-brown leather armor, cold teeth and turbid eyes rolling. I don’t know which "food" it is aiming at.

The artist said a lot of things to us, but I don’t understand. According to the guide’s translation, the artist’s general meaning is that it is not easy to eat this bite of food. They are all licking blood from the knife, and there is a possibility of death at any time. Please give me more money!

I nodded, smiled, and threw a silver coin to the artist.

The artist saw that the coins popping up on the ground were silver, and his face was suddenly excited and turned black and red! He struggled for a day on weekdays, but only earned dozens of copper coins, which was a barely able to make a living. Today, this big customer came up with a silver coin! According to the rules, they performed after watching it, and of course they also gave it to them before, but if they felt it was exciting after watching it, they would show it a little more! The artist immediately became very energetic and prepared to perform.

He first jumped to the crocodile, pretended to scold the crocodile a few words, and kicked the crocodile in a fake manner. The crocodile was staring at him without moving, so the artist squatted down, grabbed the crocodile's upper and lower lips with both hands, and opened it!

The crocodile's big mouth suddenly opened half a person's height! The rugged teeth made people shudder. The artist took one hand back and patted the crocodile's mouth. The crocodile obediently prepared to close the big mouth.

Just as the crocodile's mouth was about to close, the artist seemed to have something fallen into the crocodile's mouth. He screamed and reached out to grab it! His arm was stretched into the closed crocodile's mouth! Almost at the same time, the crocodile's big mouth closed with a "crack"!

The artist who was taming the beast suddenly roared and scared me! Yuan and Lan were even more scared and screamed! Zhi had already taken out his musket and was about to shoot and save the person. However, Mavi and Old Tucker smiled and reached out to stop him, and whispered: "Continue to watch!"

After hearing the artist scream for a while, he saw that everyone around him was frightened, and suddenly stopped screaming! He smiled and patted the crocodile's nose. The biting crocodile slowly opened its big mouth again, and the artist's arm was intact!

It turned out that the crocodile had a piece of teeth knocked off! The position where the artist put his arm in had become a fixed routine. As long as the crocodile grinds his teeth at will without changing the script in order to have food, the artist's arms would be completely fine!

Everyone then breathed a light sigh. The artist stood up again, led the crocodile to our camels, and bowed deeply. I saw that the artist was just a teenage child under his dark face, and his father should be the one who beats the drums behind him! I couldn't bear it, and I wanted to throw a gold coin to the child, at least wait for him to live for a while and have a few full meals! But after I took out the gold coin, I stopped again!

It’s not that I can’t bear to let go, but... I’m afraid that my gold coins will cause death to this child! How many people have seen gold coins in this remote countryside? If I throw them to this half-aged child in a noble way, I’m afraid that someone will think of him after we leave.

After thinking about it, I pulled out a handkerchief from my arms, wrapped the gold coins, and then threw it to the child. The child was confused, so he picked up the handkerchief from the ground, and after opening it, his eyes emitted an extremely surprised light!

But when he saw me putting my lips and showing a quiet gesture, he immediately understood! In this Mogadixu Port, the most terrifying thing is not the crocodile, but the human...

The others also threw some copper coins, silver coins and the like to the child. The child also collected them one by one and saluted them back and forth. Even his father stood up and expressed his gratitude to us with his very twisted movements.

Only then did I realize that his father had only one leg and the other leg was tied with a knot in his pants at the knee.

As expected, this leg must have been bitten off by a crocodile! I sighed slightly and signaled that I could leave.

The camel bell rang again, and our team continued to move forward. Soon we arrived at the hotel of Pazilla, the largest lodge in Mogadishu.

The boss Pajiela is an aunt in her fifties. She is wearing traditional local service, and her waist... Well, conservatively, it is probably at least four or five thicker than me! I sighed a few times and smacked my tongue. Yuan happened to look at me, and I whispered: "You won't be like this in the future, right?"

Yuan bit me angrily!

I laughed and asked to entangle and entered the hotel.

Needless to say, I would eat and stay in the hotel, and it would be at night in a short while. After a day of hard work, I finally arrived at the 6th floor. So I thought I wouldn't practice the exercises tonight and have a good sleep.

Just as I was cleaning up and preparing to go to bed, my door suddenly sounded gently!

Actually, I heard a slight footstep just now and walked to my door, but I thought it was a waiter, so I didn't care. At this time, I knocked on my door, and I suddenly felt something was wrong!

So I quietly raised the light-swallowing sword, sat on the edge of the bed and asked in a deep voice: "Who is it?"

After a while of silence at the door, a small voice came out. I couldn't understand his language, but I vaguely felt that it should be a child.

So I walked over, hid the light-swallowing sword behind me, and gently opened the door.

It was that child - the artist who performed by Fu Crocodile!

The child changed into a yellow dress. When he saw me opening the door, he grinned at me and said something again. I didn't understand, but I knew it was his father who asked him to come, so he smiled at him.

The little guy also smiled, reached out and handed me something, bowed, and turned his head and ran away.

I opened my palm and it was a piece of paper!

Open it gently and was shocked!

Because I can't understand the words I wrote...

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