Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Under Park Piaole's repeated attacks that he didn't understand and that I had no money, the half-eldest boy who was eager to come up as a guide retreated.

Seeing Park Piaole walking away, he pouted and was very upset.

"It's so stingy, I don't even want to give out such a little money."

In his impression, young oriental people with girlfriends like this should have a lot of money. They don't care about the cost of tour guides. Even if they don't understand the English they speak, giving a little money is considered a good deed. Yes, but... the woman in the long skirt just now is really good-looking, much prettier than the women in the town.

This is a person who lives in a developed area. Not only is his clothes decent, but his mental outlook seems to be living under the influence of money. If his ancestors did not come to the new continent stupidly, but stayed in the Castile country of the Europa continent. Now he should also be a child in a developed country, living a carefree life every day.

Drinking Coca-Cola, loving football like my parents, and spending most of the year on vacation.

Such thoughts would pop up in his mind from time to time, lingering like a nightmare. Disadvantages in life would often find relationships with relatives and ancestors, and then he would think about his own shortcomings, but with those who were colonized For a spiritual 'European', the dreaming of this descendant of the colonists is somewhat logical.

But it was useless to lament. He quickly adjusted his mentality and continued to look for a goal that could make money. He tried hard to find a goal every few days.

The tour guide fee received in the hands of foreigners is enough for him to live a good life for a few days.

"Come on! If you have the opportunity, you must learn a few more languages, so that you can make more money from more foreigners."

The idea of ​​this struggle only appeared in his mind for a moment, and his whole mind was attracted by another oriental man on the street.

I saw a woman wearing sunglasses strolling along the street. The huge glasses couldn't cover her beautiful face, but it added an icy aura. At first glance, she was rich!

However, most of the beautiful women like this did not come to Central America by themselves. Although in the eyes of the young people, their hometown is not as backward and chaotic as the legends of the outside world, but foreigners may be more particular.

"Do you need a tour guide?"

The half-eldest boy squeezed in front of Takahashi Pity and volunteered to recommend himself. In fact, he didn't know much about the Copan ruins. If tourists had information in their hands, they might know more than him.

But it is no problem to introduce the local customs.

"unnecessary."

Takahashi shook his head pitifully, and just dropped a cold sentence.

For other tourists, the amateur tour guide would still keep grinding for a few minutes, but Takahashi's pitiful cold temperament cut off the amateur tour guide's idea of ​​continuing to speak.

This tourist is very different from other people, and it doesn't look like he is coming to travel. Well, amateur tour guides don't know what tourist wear is, but the temperament of this oriental woman with sunglasses has been rejected. a long distance away.

If you continue to sell hard, it will definitely have the opposite effect.

"Okay, okay, then welcome to Copan Ruins Town."

Shrugging his shoulders, he once again got into the crowd of people. Today is really special. In a short period of time, he encountered two waves of Orientals.

But just a few seconds after he turned around and left, Takahashi looked pitifully at a local restaurant.

A rickety old man sat on a chair next to the locals.

He has a local burrito in one hand and polenta in front of him.

"call……"

Taking a sip of polenta and a burrito, Mizuno has to admit - there really isn't anything too surprising about this local food.

The only thing that is special is polenta. Just like the people in Eurasia ground wheat into flour, the ancients of Mesoamerica also ground corn kernels into flour many years ago, and used corn flour to make pancakes and polenta. However, when the human body digests corn, it cannot directly produce the nicotinic acid and tryptophan that the human body needs. If these two amino acids are lacking, the human body will develop beriberi. Beriberi tends to be more prevalent in more places...

It is also simple to solve this method, which is to soak corn kernels in lime water. I don’t know that this is a solution that the ancient Americans used for thousands of years to come up with inadvertently, but this method of eating did not spread with corn. and spread to the rest of the world.

"Sorgen?"

Takahashi pitifully walked into the store and sat in the vacant seat beside Zorgen.

Seeing that Takahashi took pity on this apparently foreign tourist, the shopkeeper asked skillfully, "What do you need? Our local specialties include polenta, burritos, and tamal, all of which have been eaten by the ancients thousands of years ago. In terms of drinking, I recommend you to drink hot chocolate or hot cocoa, which is also an old thing, but the most distinctive thing is the polenta in front of this gentleman."

"There are sweet and salty polenta, which one do you prefer?"

Takahashi is not poor in money. Although there is no specific business that makes money, her method of making money is simple.

As long as you shout in front of the government that I am poor Takahashi and give me money, it will work immediately.

"A tamale, salty and sweet...a hot cocoa drink."

"Wait a moment!"

Facing Takahashi pitifully showing his big white teeth, the store immediately went to the back kitchen to prepare meals. Both are ready-made dishes that can be served directly, which are the staple food of the locals.

"You're coming later than scheduled." Zorgen looked at the clock on the wall, his sullen European appearance was not much different from the locals.

The descendants of some colonists still strictly refrain from intermarriage with the locals. It is much simpler to distinguish the appearance of different ethnic groups than to distinguish the surname to prohibit intermarriage.

"This place is hard to find~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Besides, I'm from North America, the Copan Ruins, is this the entrance to the mythical kingdom of America you said?"

It was the first time that Takahashi Pityi saw Sorgen in reality, and she couldn't help but observe this colleague.

On the surface, Zorgen didn't seem to be anything special, and he couldn't feel any terrifying ominous ominous, but looking at the bug crawling out of Zorgen's cuff, Takahashi took back his thoughts pitifully.

It's really not easy to find good people in Akatsuki's organization. Although Takahashi has the ability to threaten a country, he still has a natural sense of disgust when facing bugs.

"Of course, although Copan is not well-known in the outside world, it is also one of the important city-states of the Mayan civilization in the classical period. Moreover... the connection here is Xibalba, the residence of the gods of death in Mayan mythology."

Just as the two were talking in the island language, the shopkeeper brought Tamal and hot cocoa up.

Looking at the tamal on the plate, Takahashi raised her eyebrows pitifully. She knew this kind of American food, it seemed to be eaten by the Chinese... Zongzi?

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