Chapter 2614: Mayfly World (Part 17)

Clark and Schiller eventually didn't eat and came to Marvel, because Clark really didn't want to eat cabbage anymore.

They planned to find a restaurant after arriving here. Schiller thought they could go to New York first. He liked a Belgian restaurant in Manhattan and thought he could let Clark taste it, but Clark instead wanted to go to Mexico City to eat Mexican food. He hadn't been to Mexico for a long time recently and missed the corn tortillas and tacos there.

So they still took Mexico City as the first stop. After returning to Mexico, Clark couldn't help but sigh, "Every time I come here, I feel full of strength. I think this may be the place closest to the sun on Earth. People here are children of the sun."

Clark bathed in the sun, the strong light completely blurring his outline. Behind him were layers of houses built of sandstone, and above his head was a bright light wheel that made people unable to open their eyes. Everyone around him cast attention to him, like a real god among people.

Martin drove to pick up the two of them. Under his recommendation, the two found a very famous restaurant in Mexico City, preparing to eat lunch here.

Mexican food is world-famous. The food here has a fresh, fragrant, and stimulating taste that most European and American countries do not have, which is very popular with many heavy-flavored people.

The staple food of Mexico is corn and millet. The outer skin of the famous snack taco is made of millet. In addition, beans and chili peppers that often appear on the dining table are also the vegetables that Mexicans eat the most.

In addition, what is relatively unique is that Mexicans like to eat cactus, and they don't eat cactus as a dish, but as a fruit.

But perhaps the food inheritance of ancient civilizations has similarities. People here also like to eat fruit dipped in chili, and they also like big pancakes to roll everything, and the sauce culture is widely spread.

As early as the 17th century, Mexico had a kind of hot sauce made of more than 100 rare raw materials, which has even been passed down to today, becoming a signature for Mexican chefs to show their cooking skills.

Schiller and Clark came to an improved restaurant. Although Schiller can accept many different ingredients and tastes, Clark is an authentic American, and he doesn't eat offal.

Authentic Mexican tacos are rolled with offal when they are not improved, and there will be some fried insects and other dishes. Clark can't accept it at all, so they went to a relatively popular tourist restaurant.

Clark likes beef the most, so he ordered a set of main dishes first, black pepper steak, then fragrant bean stewed asparagus, potato corn chip spicy fried fish, honey cheese cactus, green and red pepper chicken silk taco, crispy chicken cactus wrapped Mexican burrito.

Schiller doesn't know much about Mexican food and hasn't eaten much. He ordered cream sauce fried salmon, corn avocado salad, and a large portion of lava cake according to his own taste.

Martin, in order to scare these two Americans, insisted on ordering the specialty dishes ant eggs and tripe soup.

Before the dishes came up, Schiller said, "Originally, I wanted to bring Oliver with me directly, but it seems that his mentality needs to be adjusted. Perhaps you should come over and see the situation first."

"I think so too," Clark nodded to the waiter who sent ice water, then turned and said, "Perhaps there is no great and lofty career in his heart here, but at least there is a job that can let him divert some attention."

"So the problem we are facing now is how to persuade him to come here. I think he has a fearful psychology of homesickness for Mexico, but as long as he takes that step, the rest is not a problem."

"I hope I can persuade him," Clark made a cross on his chest.

Soon the waiter began to serve the dishes. Large plates after large plates were placed all over the table. Mexican food is famous for its enthusiastic and unrestrained cooking style. Traditional Mexicans believe that food should not only have taste enjoyment, but also pursue visual enthusiasm and beauty, so almost every dish has four or five colors.

Corn chips were deliberately fried into golden and purple, decorated with green and red pepper shreds. Green cactus and golden honey were put together like a clear spring on an oasis, while the lava cake was baked with a circle of rich black, emitting a rich milky smell.

The edges of the plates were painted with various little people. Martin identified them and found that they were still the signs of Aztec civilization. Obviously, they knew what was most attractive to tourists. Clark couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and take a picture of every dish.

He said happily, "My honeymoon trip with Lois is planned to go to Mexico, but she can't eat chili very well. I'll taste these non-spicy dishes later to see how they taste. Perhaps we can come to this restaurant as soon as we get off the plane."

Several people began to eat and drink. The seafood and meat here taste quite good, and the vegetables also have their own flavors. The tripe soup is surprisingly delicious. Schiller tried hard to distinguish the seasonings on his taste buds, preparing to replicate it after going home.

What is even more surprising is the ant egg dish Martin ordered. White ant eggs can occasionally see black ant larvae, but they have been fried to golden, and then mixed with lemon juice and chili sauce. It tastes both crispy and fragrant, and sour and spicy, very appetizing.

Even Clark ate two spoons in a row, and then said, "Ants are hardworking porters, we shouldn't eat their larvae."

Martin showed disdain for the Americans' short-sightedness. He said, "Do you think we are lying on the ant cave on the cliff and picking out their eggs? How many people have to go to pick ant eggs to supply such a big restaurant?"

Clark looked around and found that almost every table had this dish. Obviously, this is the signature dish here. From the quantity, picking ant caves is definitely too late.

"We have a formal insect breeding industry here, which can also be considered a pillar industry in Mexico City. The vast majority of insects and insect larvae you can eat here come from breeding farms."

"We are not savages. Of course, we know that eating wild insects may cause problems, and our civilization is much longer than yours. As early as more than 1,000 years ago, insects were food on our dining table."

Every time he heard people talk about American history, Clark had nothing to answer, so he could only curl his lips and continue to eat.

Schiller said curiously, "There are many ancient countries in this world. Some of them have more population than Mexico and need more food, but they haven't developed a systematic insect cuisine. Why is this?"

"Because we are more idle," Martin smiled and said, "You might think that there were so many people in ancient China, and there were several famines. Why didn't they eat insects?"

"In fact, eating insects is a very troublesome thing. First, you need to establish a discipline from the root to distinguish which insects can be eaten and which cannot, just like herbal medicine in the East."

"Then you need to understand the growth environment of insects, just like you pick mushrooms and other plants. However, the difference is that plants are planted in the ground and won't run, but wanting to catch insects depends on luck."

"Just like ant cuisine, long before there was no way of artificial breeding, everyone relied on digging ant nests, but wanting to find ant nests is basically relying on luck. Other insects are about the same."

"And catching insects is much riskier than picking plants. If you are not careful when digging ant nests, it is easy to get formic acid sprayed into your eyes. Many poisonous insects are waiting on the only way for people. Mild ones may cause skin redness and ulceration, and severe ones may even lead to death."

"Insects are small in size. Even if the protein is relatively high, it is not a high-nutrient conversion rate food. It can be said that you have spent a lot of effort and didn't get much meat. Only when you are basically not short of food and clothing and there is no large-scale famine, will you develop a food civilization similar to this."

Schiller understood. Simply put, Mexicans were full and had nothing to do to dig for insects. After digging, they felt that since they had caught them, they might as well taste them, so they developed a series of insect-eating cultures.

There is a similar culture in some parts of China, but it is relatively niche, probably because ancient Chinese people really didn't have so much time to chase these little things.

The three of them were very satisfied, so they set off to visit the Great Jin Zita.

Driving in Mexico City, Clark still sighed at the beautiful style of the integration of modern and ancient times in this city. Soon a behemoth appeared on the skyline, and the largest pyramid in the world descended so abruptly.

There are quite a few tourists around the pyramid, but against the background of such a behemoth, it is like rice grains scattered on the earth, not worth mentioning at all.

Martin began to introduce the Aztec god system to the two.

"The world was originally a void, and then a god was born. His name is Ometeotl. He is a twin god, both light and darkness, both male and female, both birth and death."

"He gave birth to four children." Martin introduced their names in Spanish, but Schiller and Clark couldn't understand them, but soon Martin told them the more easily remembered divine positions.

They are the Lord of Flaying, Smoking Mirror, Feathered Serpent, and Left Hummingbird.

There are other various small gods, and the most interesting thing is that there is a corn god in Aztec mythology, and a tender corn god, which shows how much the people of Zhongmeizhou value corn. Clark thinks they should set up another popcorn god.

Among these four gods, the one in charge of agriculture is the Feathered Serpent, but he is more like a god of weather. In the myths and legends of Zhongmeizhou, the Feathered Serpent arrives at the same time as the rainy season, and the rainy season happens to be the time to plant corn, so he is regarded as a patron saint who can ensure good weather for agriculture.

Unlike the images in most traditional myths, the image of the Feathered Serpent is not brutal at all, nor does it have any kingly spirit like in Roman and Greek mythology. In myths and legends, he mostly plays a victim, and nothing happens to be poked by the god of war and the god of darkness.

In the most famous myth about the Feathered Serpent, the god of darkness came to the Feathered Serpent's palace to drink. After getting the Feathered Serpent drunk, he made the country he ruled into a mess.

When the Feathered Serpent woke up and saw this chaotic scene, he felt very disappointed, but he did not lower severe divine punishment to destroy the world like many gods, but sadly burned his palace, buried his treasures, let trees and plants wither, let the sun dim, and then left more sadly.

When he walked halfway, someone handed him a mirror. After he looked at it, he said, "I'm old!", and then returned to the divine kingdom of the Aztecs.

Someone asked him why he wanted to go back, and he said his father was there, and others would eventually go back one day.

This story ended like this. To summarize, the Feathered Serpent was bullied and sadly went home to find his father.

The Feathered Serpent is actually not a local god of Aztec civilization, similar to the product of the integration with Mayan civilization, or a universal belief in the Central American region.

But no matter in which region's myths and legends, he is not a very aggressive god. His inner self is not as dangerous as it appears on the outside, and at the same time, he hates living sacrifices very much, which is regarded as a symbol of kindness and goodness. ===== CHAPTER 2615 =====