Chapter 107 Guests (Part 2)
After checking into the hotel, the two left their luggage and came to the commercial street in the port area.
"It seems that this street is just like the city, very new and very orderly." Anthony said in a low voice as he walked.
On the streets, you can see many pedestrians wearing masks.
Especially after seeing white people like Anthony, they would subconsciously avoid them. After all, outsiders nowadays are more than just guests and may bring some trouble.
Christine walked to the door of a restaurant. There was a sign nailed to the side of the door: 36 Anemone Street.
He glanced around the restaurant without leaving a trace, and found that there was nothing he wanted to know.
"Want to eat?" Anthony asked cooperatively.
Christine nodded: "Let's go with this one!"
The restaurant is very ordinary, and the decoration style seems that it was not used as a restaurant before, and there are some signs of demolition on the walls.
The owner and chef is busy in the kitchen which can be seen.
A young girl came over with a menu: "Here are the menus, sir."
Anthony took it and glanced through it casually. Fortunately, the menu had English and Chinese names, otherwise the two of them would have to guess.
Suddenly, Christine, who was standing nearby, looked at some of the names of the dishes on the menu.
[Egg fried rice 15 pesos (artificial egg)].
[Scrambled eggs with tomatoes 10 pesos (artificial eggs)].
[Flavored hamburger meat pancake 18 pesos (synthetic meat)].
Similar dishes make up two-thirds of the menu, and dishes labeled as natural eggs and natural meat are nearly twice as expensive.
Christine asked curiously, "Is there any difference between natural eggs and artificial eggs?"
The little girl was a little confused: "I don't know, they all taste the same, artificial eggs are cheaper."
Anthony and Christine looked at each other and ordered egg fried rice, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and hamburger patties.
The hamburger patties only have synthetic meat, while the egg fried rice and scrambled eggs with tomatoes are made with artificial eggs and natural eggs respectively.
In addition, Christine also suggested taking a look next to the kitchen, to which the boss did not object. After all, the official requirements are that all companies using artificial eggs and synthetic meat must clearly mark them on labels and menus.
Anyway, it is the customer’s freedom to choose between natural products and artificial products.
But Anthony and Christine found that most of chose artificial products.
Standing next to the glass window, Christine saw the boss pour out a large spoonful of yellow and white viscous liquid from a large plastic bottle and then put it into a large iron pot.
She opened Google Translate and scanned the label on the large plastic bottle. It read: Haitian artificial egg liquid, net weight 5 liters, designated retail price 300 pesos, ingredient list...
After reading the ingredient list, Christine searched the ingredients of eggs and found that the two were almost the same.
While she was looking puzzled, the boss had already sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions on the egg fried rice, and a large and filling plate of egg fried rice was freshly prepared.
But when frying natural eggs, she found a problem. The boss cracked an egg and the big spoon could not even fill half of it.
Back to the table.
Soon the food for both of them was served.
Christine's natural egg fried rice has only a few sparse pieces of egg on it, while Anthony's artificial egg fried rice has at least twice as much.
"The price and portion are so different..." Christine said as she picked up the spoon and took a bite of the fried rice with natural eggs and then another bite of the fried rice with artificial eggs.
Anthony also tried them separately: "Huh? This artificial one doesn't have an eggy smell."
Christine tasted it carefully and indeed found that the only difference between the two was that the artificial egg did not have the eggy smell, while there was no obvious difference in other textures and flavors.
Now she understood: the taste was more perfect , the nutritional content was similar, and the price was so cheap; no wonder restaurant owners would choose artificial eggs.
When customers consider their wallets, they are likely to choose artificial eggs.
'Haitian artificial eggs...Haitian Agriculture...Isn't this a company controlled by the Fernando family?' Christine thought to herself.
After lunch, the two walked on the street with heavy hearts.
Since street vendors are not allowed on this commercial street, the two did not encounter the various small vendors like those on the streets of Manila.
They stopped an electric tricycle on the side of the road and began to tour the city.
The tricycle driver was a skinny young man who smiled and introduced the situation along the way.
After passing four or five streets in a row, Anthony asked nonchalantly, "Why don't we see those street vendors here?"
"What? Oh...you mean street stalls?" The young man finally realized, "There are special pedestrian streets and small markets where stalls can be set up. Stalls are not allowed in areas without permission."
Anthony continued, "So that's the case. Isn't there such a law in Manila?"
The young man shook his head: "I don't know. I've never left Lucena. Does America have such a law?"
"Yes, America has it too."
During the chat, the tricycle passed by a bar, and Christine asked curiously: "The name of this bar is exactly the same as a small town in California."
The young man glanced at the bar and said, "Oh... this bar? It seems to be opened by an Australian, but the unlucky guy disappeared some time ago, and now the bar has been closed for more than three months."
"Oh! How scary! Does this kind of thing happen often here?" Christine asked fearfully, covering her mouth.
"Haha, don't worry. The public security is very good now. That guy disappeared at sea. I heard that more than a dozen people on the yacht disappeared together."
Anthony raised his eyebrows: "Haven't you found anyone yet?"
"No, I heard they disappeared near Swallow Island, and even the yacht was not found."
'Swallow Island...' Anthony calmly noted the name and changed the subject: "Are there any fun beaches nearby? Preferably a safer area."
The young man smiled even brighter: "You've asked the right person. The Golden Beach in the eastern suburbs of Lucena is a tourist attraction that specifically welcomes tourists. The prices there are not high, and there are special security guards."
"Are there any fun projects over there?" Christine asked with great interest.
"There are diving, aquariums, water parks, seafood restaurants, fishing, surfing... Oh, and there is also simulated survival. This project will teach you a lot of survival skills, and you can also experience the ancient method of boiling salt." The young man introduced them one by one.
Christine hugged Anthony's arm: "Honey, how about going to this Golden Beach scenic spot?"
"OK! OK!" Anthony turned around and said, "Please take us to the Golden Beach Scenic Area. It shouldn't be far, right?"
"It's not far, just over 4 kilometers, and it will take about 20 minutes."
"OK, let's go to the Golden Beach Scenic Area."
The tricycle turned around and drove towards the Golden Sand Beach Scenic Area in the eastern suburbs.
At this time, Christine was looking through the tourist map in her hand, and then carefully looking through the Google map. She found that Swallow Island was about 3 kilometers across the sea from the Golden Beach Scenic Area.
This made her subconsciously glance at the young man who was driving, and then she retracted her scrutinizing gaze and looked at the customs and people on both sides.
