Homo sapiens

After checking into the hotel, the two left their luggage and went to the commercial street in the port area.

"It seems that this street, like this city, is very new and very orderly." Anthony whispered as he walked.

Many pedestrians wearing masks can be seen on the streets.

Especially after seeing a white man like Anthony, they would subconsciously avoid him. After all, outsiders are now more than just guests and may cause some trouble.

Christine walked to the door of a restaurant. There was a house number nailed to the door: No. 36 Haikui Street.

He scanned the situation in the restaurant with his eyes and found that there was nothing he wanted to know.

"Want to eat?" Anthony asked cooperatively.

Kristine nodded: "This is the one!"

The restaurant is very ordinary, the decoration style seems to have not been used as a restaurant before, and there are some signs of demolition on the walls.

The owner and chef is busy in the kitchen that can be seen.

A young girl came over with a menu: "You two, here is the menu."

Anthony took it and looked through it casually. Fortunately, there were English and Chinese names on the menu, otherwise the two of them would have had to guess.

Christine, who was suddenly standing aside, her eyes fell on the names of some of the dishes on the menu.

[Egg fried rice 15 pesos (artificial egg)]

[Scrambled eggs with tomatoes 10 pesos (artificial egg)]

[Flavored hamburger pancake 18 pesos (synthetic meat)]

Similar dishes account for two-thirds of the menu, while dishes labeled with natural eggs and natural meat are nearly twice as expensive.

Christine asked curiously: "What's the difference between natural eggs and artificial eggs?"

The little girl was a little confused: "I don't know, they all taste the same, and artificial eggs are cheaper."

Anthony and Christine looked at each other and ordered egg fried rice, tomato scrambled eggs and hamburger pancakes.

Among them, the hamburger pancakes only come with synthetic meat, while the egg fried rice and tomato scrambled eggs come with artificial eggs and natural eggs respectively.

In addition, Christine also proposed to take a look next to the kitchen, but the boss had no objection to this. After all, artificial eggs and synthetic meat are officially required by all companies that use them, and they must be clearly marked 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 the vast majority of local customers who came to order food mainly chose artificial products.

Standing next to the glass window, Christine saw the boss pour a 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 big plastic bottle, which read: Haitian artificial egg liquid, net weight 5 liters, designated retail price 300 pesos, ingredient list...

After reading the ingredient list, Christine searched for the ingredients of eggs and found that they were almost the same.

Just when she looked surprised, 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 baked.

But when she was frying natural eggs, she discovered a problem. The boss smashed an egg, and the big spoon was less than half full.

Return to the table.

After a while, the food for both of them was served.

Christine's natural egg fried rice only had a few sparse eggs on top, while Anthony's artificial egg fried rice had at least twice as many eggs.

"The price and portion size are so different..." Christine said as she picked up a spoon and took a bite of egg fried rice with natural eggs, and another bite of egg fried rice with artificial eggs.

Anthony also tried it separately: "Huh? This artificial one doesn't have an eggy smell."

Christine tasted it carefully and found that the only difference between the two was that the artificial egg did not have an eggy smell, and 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 wallet, they will most likely choose artificial eggs.

‘Haitian artificial eggs…Haitian agriculture…isn’t this a company controlled by the Fernando family? ’ Christine thought to herself.

After finishing lunch, the two of them walked down the street thoughtfully.

Since stalls are not allowed on this commercial street, the two of them did not encounter various small vendors like those on the streets of Manila.

They stopped an electric tricycle on the roadside and started touring the city.

The tricycle driver was a skinny young man who introduced the situation along the way with a smile.

After passing four or five streets in a row, Anthony asked casually: "Why don't you see those small roadside merchants here?"

"What? Oh... you mean roadside stalls, right?" The young man then reacted: "There are special pedestrian streets and small markets where stalls can be set up. Stalls are not allowed in areas without permission."

Anthony continued to ask: “So that’s it, there is no such law in Manila?”

The young man shook his head: "I don't know, I have never left Lucena. Is there such a law in America?"

"Yes, America has one too."

During the chat, the tricycle passed by a bar, and Christine asked curiously: "The name of this bar is exactly the same as that of a small town in California."

The young man glanced at the bar: "Oh... this bar? It seems to be opened by a white man, but the unlucky guy disappeared some time ago, and the bar has been closed for almost three months now."

"Oh! It's so scary. Does this kind of thing happen often here?" Kristine covered her mouth and asked with some fear.

"Haha, don't worry, the security is very good now. That guy disappeared at sea. I heard that a dozen people on the entire yacht disappeared together."

Anthony raised his eyebrows: "Have you not found anyone yet?"

"No, I heard that they disappeared near Yanzi Island, and even the yacht was not found."

'Swallow Island...' Anthony wrote down the name calmly, and then changed the topic: "Are there any fun beaches nearby? It's best to be in a safer area."

The young man's smile suddenly became brighter: "You've asked the right person now. The Golden Beach in the eastern suburbs of Lucena is a scenic spot specially designed to receive tourists. The prices there are not high, and there are special security guards."

"Are there any fun projects over there?" Christine asked as if she was very interested.

"There are diving, aquariums, water parks, seafood restaurants, fishing, surfing... By the way, there is also a simulated survival. This project will teach a lot of survival skills, and you can also experience ancient methods of boiling salt." The young man introduced the details. .

Kristine hugged Anthony's arm: "Honey, how about going to this golden beach scenic spot?"

"OK! OK!" Anthony turned around and said, "Please send us to the Golden Beach Scenic Area. It shouldn't be far away, right?"

"It's not far, just over 4 kilometers. We'll be there in about 20 minutes."

"OK, let's go to the Golden Beach Scenic Area."

The tricycle turned around and drove towards the Golden Beach Scenic Area in the eastern suburbs.

At this time, Christine was looking at the tourist map in her hand, and then carefully looking at Google Maps. She discovered that about 3 kilometers across the sea from the Golden Beach Scenic Area is Yanzi Island.

This made her subconsciously glance at the young man who was driving, and then she put away her scrutinizing gaze and looked at the customs and customs on both sides.

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