De Luang Prabang à Bali : la magie des marchés d’Asie – Documentaire Voyage – AMP

De Luang Prabang à Bali : la magie des marchés d’Asie – Documentaire Voyage – AMP

Our planet is
three-quarters covered by oceans. The remaining quarter is 80% occupied
by polar ice, deserts, mountain chairs
and equatorial forests. And on the remaining 20%,
that is, only 5% of the planet’s surface, where most of
us live, in the temperate zones, there are forests,
pastures and crops. The crops form gigantic
mosaics of orchards, fields and vegetable gardens
in which people grow their daily food according to
the seasons and the fertility of the soil. And their
main concern is water. Soft water that allows
crops to be watered and livestock to be watered. This is why rain, which feeds
the water tables by infiltration from the subsoil and rivers by runoff,
plays a crucial role. Rivers flow together to form
tributaries of rivers that eventually flow into the sea. While rivers provide
water, they are also essential for soil fertility. Upstream, in the torrents
and rivers, the very powerful current will disintegrate the rocks into fine
particles which will eventually flow into the rivers. When the current is not
fast enough to transport them, these rich sediments will be deposited
to form, over time, a layering of alluvial terraces
suitable for crops. Volcanic islands,
like those in the Indian Ocean, have fertile,
sunny slopes, well watered by tropical cyclones, where sugar cane,
tea, exotic fruits and a wide variety of vegetables grow. The coasts bordering the oceans
often offer rich shallow continental shelves , suitable
for fishermen of all kinds. Whether they are market gardeners,
fishermen or breeders, all these small producers,
like ants, sell their products on local markets. Sometimes just a few tomatoes make it to the ground or more often to the crowded stalls of covered markets. Sometimes they transform their production
into jam, preserves, rum, ready meals, cakes. Some sell their flowers
or medicinal plants. Others, their livestock
or the product of their fishing. Whatever the country,
whatever the habits and customs, all these people
meet at the market, a place of meetings and exchanges. And for most people, selling and chatting,
making new acquaintances, isn’t that a real moment of pleasure? First destination, Laos. Like its Vietnamese neighbor, it is
crossed by the mighty Mekong River. Laos, the land of temples
and elephants par excellence, as the country’s old flag from the monarchical era
had honored them. Yuang Pra Bang, a Laotian city recently
declared a World Heritage Site for its many
Buddhist temples, has grown from a peaceful little town into a bustling city
that attracts tourists from all over the world. It is time for the monks to do Takbate,
the search for their food with their omone bowl, as is the tradition
of Theravada Buddhism. On two streets at right angles,
between the former Palais-Royal, now the National Museum, and the Watme,
a pagoda in the center of the city, there was a morning market every day. The little co-owners come to
sell their vegetables picked the day before. The market welcomes all these small
local vendors at their stalls, right on the ground. And by noon, everything will have disappeared,
leaving room for traffic again. Like many residents
of Luang Pra Bang, Mrs. Pan grows vegetables with her grandchildren
on a small plot located on an alluvial terrace of the Mekong,
not far from the market. On the outskirts of Luang Pra Bang,
Fussy Market, with its colorful parasols,
is the perfect place to find all the ingredients for Laotian cuisine. The main entrance gave birth to an incessant ballet of tuk-tuks. Composed of retailers and numerous
wholesalers, it even spills onto the sidewalks adjacent to the entrance. Mr. Oupravan comes here regularly to
do his fresh produce shopping. Fruits and vegetables are
in the uncovered part; fish, meat, rice and noodles in the
covered part, not forgetting condiments, because old dishes are often spicy. It’s old-fashioned vermicelli. It is made with
steamed rice flours. Typically the old one. With desserts, a little
meat, especially pork. It’s like an old-fashioned soup. Between Viennecian, the capital,
and Luang Pra Bang, the town of Van Viëng is well-known
to backpackers of all stripes. These exceptional landscapes have attracted
mainly young people who have come to meditate, helped a little by inhaling some
not very legal smoke. The small market in Van Viëng is reserved
for locals who have seen their income increase thanks to this
post-Babacool European migration. Mrs. Tess works in tourism like many people here. She goes shopping with her son Sipan,
going from stall to stall, protected from the sun’s rays by multi-colored round parasols. Careful return home on his motorbike with his bags and his son as co-pilot. Heading to Cambodia,
a country also crossed by the Mekong and its tributary, the Thonnes les Saps,
which turns into an immense freshwater lake, a little further northwest. The gigantic palace complex of Angkor, with its most famous building,
Angkor Wat, which features at the center of the
Cambodian flag, attracts many tourists. Phnom Penh, the capital of Cambodia, was
built on the west bank of the Mekong River. It still retains many traces
of the French presence, such as the Grand Marché here. Built in 1937 in pure Art Deco style
by the French architect Jean des Bois, the Tsartme, literally New Market
in Khmer, presents an unusual concrete structure , a vestige of a
Western presence which had wanted to express its dreams of colonial grandeur through this majestic-looking building. The central part of the building is
now reserved for the jewelry and jewelry trade. Each of the four has its own dedicated shops:
clothing, shoes, trinkets and electronics, meat, fish. Outside,
the fresh produce market reigns supreme, with a semblance of organization by theme,
even though fruit and vegetables also rub shoulders with fish and meat,
not forgetting of course rice, the staple of the Khmer diet. But the Khmer people especially appreciate rice
mixed with fish in the form of pasta, praok. The most common typical dishes are
grilled fish, cooked in coconut milk or fried,
pork soup, rice noodles, shrimp with many
kinds of side dishes. Thonnes les Saps is the largest
freshwater lake in Southeast Asia. During its annual flood in spring,
the lake invades the surrounding forests and fields. Seasonal flooding creates an
ideal environment for the reproduction of some 200 listed fish species. A true blessing for the 3
million Cambodians living in the region. Here, unlike most
markets, it is not the locals who go to the market,
but the market that goes to the locals. The weighing of the goods is done
on ancient scales. The current turns the canoes,
forcing vendors to tie their feet to the pontoon while they
weigh, pack, or give change. Thonnes-les-Saps is one of the most productive freshwater fishing areas in the world,
providing more than 75% of the country’s annual freshwater fish catch and 60%
of the population’s protein intake. In this floating village,
at sunrise, schoolchildren go to school in canoes
while the merchants load their boats for a new
round from house to house. Not far from there, the city of Siem Reap owes
its recent rise to the truth, especially to the splendid Angcorps complexes. Siem Reap has its own small covered market,
small compared to the one in the capital Phnom Penh. This is a big market in Siemrep. Only Cambodian people sell the
bigger table, sell the fish. Only Cambodian people come by. From Phnom Penh, the descent of the Mekong is a bit monotonous to go to Vietnam. It is not until you arrive in the Delta
that life intensifies. To see children bathing,
others washing elephants, to see the river traffic intensify. After the Vietnamese border,
there was the town of Chau-Doc, and further downstream, that of Kanto. There are many small
floating markets, but the one at Kai Rang, ten minutes downstream from Kanto
by motorboat, is the largest in the Mekong Delta. Coming from all over the delta and its surroundings
through a maze of canals, many farmers flock
daily to the floating market to sell their harvest. Essential to the region’s economy,
it is also one of its main sources of activity. Made up of imposing wholesale boats that indicate the products sold by attaching them to the top of a pole,
retail canoes and individual customers who gravitate around,
this aquatic ballet of hundreds of boats creates a pretty mess
where the boats collide in a harmonious disorder,
more organized than it appears. Its complex access,
known only to insiders, has preserved
the authenticity of this market to this day. To get there, it is essential
to have a boat. The activity is at its peak around 7:00
a.m. and ends around 10:00 a.m. At this latitude, the intense rays
of the sun require protection. This is why most women
wear the traditional conical hat, usually made from
tanner leaves. The road to Saigon from
Canto requires taking several ferries. In the distance, as we pass, we
see enormous bridges under construction, heralding
their gradual disappearance. Saigon, today Oshimineville,
has become a megalopolis that pours out clouds of mopeds,
bicycles and motorcycles by the millions. Impressive spectacle
during office outings. Before Ben Tan Market
became a national institution and the emblem of the capital of South Vietnam
with its belfry and clock, it underwent numerous renovations. In 1870, the old market in the
city center was badly damaged by fire. In 1911, the municipality decided
to destroy it entirely and then rebuild it. Known as the Central Market during
the French colonial period, the Ben Tan Market, in its
current form, was completed in 1914. Today, at each entrance to the market,
a blackboard displays commodity prices to
help customers bargain. This table sets the pace for
all transactions and gives the place a local stock exchange atmosphere. Here, the essence is constantly
solicited by the penetrating smells of spices, shrimps as well as by the
sweet scents of fruit pyramids. In the evening, the central building closes its
doors and the market continues on the streets surrounding it, until late into the night. Thanks very much . And tomorrow is not just any day. It is the Tet festival, the
first day of many small restaurants which allow customers
to stop and vendors to have their food delivered
by skilled waitresses who move with exemplary speed in this
maze of very narrow passages. Chinese New Year,
since Vietnam and China have the same solar-lunar calendar. It is an opportunity for Vietnamese people
to go to pagodas to pray and to temples to gain the
good graces of benevolent ancestors. And finally, to get together as a family for a
lunch prepared over long hours. Head to Thailand, a predominantly Buddhist country known throughout the world for its
gastronomy and dream beaches. This morning, around Bangkok,
on the canals called klongs, boats loaded with small
producers from the surrounding area circulate. Mrs. Kumakroga, and literally a
very good mother, is getting ready. And at 80, she’s taking her time. She joins the Taka market,
according to the Thai lunar calendar. For a morning, people exchange,
sell and buy fresh produce grown by each person. It is mainly women
who are responsible for selling. The market gardening in the surrounding area has
now been replaced by coconut cultivation. These require less work
throughout the year and are more suited to dirty water and
canals in the dry season. Before everyone goes their separate ways, a
midday snack is of course required around the kitchen boats. Bangkok, the capital of Thailand,
is a sprawling city in perpetual turmoil. Like here, the Klang Toi market is
open 24 hours a day. At night, it is frequented
by professionals who come to stock up or simply
deliver their goods. Here, all wallets have
a green breastplate with a number. All day long,
he walks the aisles serving customers or salespeople. Everything is organized by thematic areas: fish on one side,
meat and poultry on the other. In the center, fruits and vegetables and
smaller stalls, various bazaars around. The basis of the cuisine here is rice,
prepared in a thousand ways: fish, beef, pork, crab, shrimp,
but also stir-fried noodles. All these dishes are cooked with
spices like curry, mint, lemongrass, basil,
coriander and chili. In order to take a breather and chat a little
between two customers, the tea break helps to cope with this humid heat. And of course, in a good mood. The legendary Thai smile is proof of this. Not
far from Bangkok, we are here in Mae Klong, in a typical market
of a small town in Thailand. Lots of people, colors, scents,
fresh produce and spices, overflow at each stall. This is Mr. Montry Wangwari,
still in uniform. Everyone knows him here since he
crosses the market about ten times a day. Every now and then
he stops for a few minutes for news, then he sets off again. For 12 years, he has been
the train conductor who, at each departure, sets off the same ballet. Highly organized, and for good reason,
the market was built along this railway line, which has just
celebrated its 118th anniversary. Five times a day, for each passage,
everyone gives way to the steel mastodon that wanders around the vegetable rat. Speed, efficiency, everything is orchestrated. No space or minute
should be wasted. From Thailand, we
cross it to reach the Indonesian island of Bali with its immense beaches
and its imposing volcano, Mount Agung, with its tragic eruptions which dominate
the magnificent terraced rice fields. Bali is the only Hindu island
in Indonesia, which is predominantly Muslim. Balinese religion is a syncretism
between ancient local animist rites and Hindu and Buddhist religions. In the evening, around the Badung Market Halls
in Dempasar, the capital of the province of Bali, a lovely
traditional fresh produce market is held. A large part of the market is devoted
to flowers for daily offerings. Rituals are very present
in the daily life of the Balinese. They begin their day by placing
offerings in front of the many hotels they have in their homes. Each village usually houses three
temples, making more than 5,600 for this island. Here, the wallets are
mainly women. For the equivalent of €2,
they accompany their clients. And their day will only end with the market, around midnight. About ten kilometers from Kuta,
Jimbaran Bay has a long beach and calm waters. To the southwest of this bay are
the beaches renowned among surfers for the power of their waves. In the morning, the fishing boats return
to supply the famous open-air fish market of Kedonganaan. All decorated differently, dozens
of Jukung, traditional Balinese fishing boats , come ashore on the beach
to unload the morning’s catch. Dozens of porters unloading
cargoes of fish for wholesale sale are sneaking through. Tuna, swordfish,
all will be brought to be weighed to be sold on site or put
on ice for wholesalers. The baskets, full to the brim and sometimes
pierced, delight the children who pick up everything that falls,
while the bulk of the cargo is brought in to weigh it. Depending on the catch, sardines, mackerel,
cuttlefish, squid or yellowfin tuna, direct sales on the
very lively beach are orchestrated by fishermen’s wives on small
makeshift stalls. In Mpnan, on the island of Lombok,
an Indonesian island wedged between Bali and Java, from 5:00 a.m.,
a ceaseless ballet of carts pulled by small horses, called chimodos,
drop off people and goods in front of the large parking lot of the Kebon Rohe market,
invaded by numerous vendors. The carts When customers
come, the stalls are in place, the last goods are
unloaded, while the first customers arrive. All these people
only have a few hours to trade. Around 8:00 a.m., everything should be back to normal. At the exits, the carriages are waiting. They compete with
tuk-tuks and motorbike taxis. Moustapha, the manager,
ensures that everything runs smoothly. Since we have had a lot of taxis and
thugs, we have been very bored. When we are in a pandemic,
we can still live. Heading to India. Bombay is a bit like
the capital of South India. Although it has been considerably
modernized, the city has retained and renovated the vestiges of its English colonial past. There is no shortage of contrasts. Here, the city has been enriched
with skyscrapers that line the fragile fishermen’s houses. Apartment prices have
skyrocketed, to the point where they are among the most expensive square meters in the world. A few kilometers from Bombay,
fishermen live who come to sell their catch at Sasundok or just next door,
at Boshadaka, also called Ferry Wharf. The Konkan coast area
of ​​the Arabian Sea stretches from north of Bombay to south of Mangalore. After going out to sea,
the fishermen, who mainly belong to the Koli community,
return laden with fish and shellfish which will be quickly
packed in refrigerated trucks or sold on site for the local market. The Ferry Wharf Market, on the docks,
has a small stall surrounded outside by hundreds
of small vendors. All around, boats are unloading their
catches, which will be sold to wholesalers who arrive with their refrigerated trucks. Amidst
all this hustle and bustle, it’s time for Ananda,
a well-known chef here, to haggle over the freshest produce
while chatting in a good mood. Vivano, Rétaxet, Shrimp, Macros,
Tuna, the diversity that is offered to him is One of the masterpieces of this colonial past
could well be the Crawford Market. Although this market has been patched up,
its main facade and the fountains inside bear witness to its importance. Crawford Market,
built in 1871 by William Emerson, is the most famous market in Bombay. Its name is a reference to Arthur
Crawford, the city’s first mayor. A pure product of the former
British colonization, it mixes Flemish and Norman architecture with the Victorian style,
which gives it an imposing and elegant appearance. The realistic friezes that decorate
the entrance, like the stone fountains,
are creations of Lockwood Kipling, father of the novelist Rudiard Kipling. It mainly produces fruits,
vegetables and poultry. Many imported items
such as spices, cosmetics, household products and
gifts complete the offering. The
wallets provide a constant spectacle, carrying
large, heavily laden baskets on their heads that require a person to hoist them. However, the Crawford Market,
with its ancient structure, is no longer suited to the developments in wholesale trade. Today, most vegetables
and fruits are traded at the wholesale market,
the more modern New Mumbai Market. Still, a visit to the Crawford is worth the detour, especially during
mango season, because in the sweltering heat of Mumbai,
when the streets are at their busiest, strolling through this
market garden cathedral and tasting a juicy mango feels like a little paradise. We were in the south of India, in Bombay. We are here in the far north,
in Srinagar, the capital of Kashmir. Built on Lake Ale and the
Jellum River, Srinagar has many houseboats, all lined up side by side. The Maharaja of Srinagar had at that time
forbidden the English to own land. To circumvent this ban,
they built houses on boats, in English houseboats. Today, most of the houseboats
have been converted into hotels or guesthouses. To get there, the
local taxi is called a chicara. Like a Venetian gondola,
it is a flat-bottomed boat flanked by a canopy to protect the passengers. From dawn,
the canals come alive and rustle with the sound of boats sliding under
the weight of vegetables, fruit and flowers. The chicaras, these flat-bottomed boats,
slip gracefully between the lotus flowers motionless on the water,
towards the market place which nothing would allow to be recognized
to an uninitiated person. It’s 5:30 in the morning. The mist still leaves a veil
over the Himalayan peaks. The boats converge
on the trading place. Unlike the floating market in Asia,
the one in Srinagar is run mainly by men,
all dressed in Kashmiri attire. They meet every day by the dozen
among the poplars and weeping willows, where they exchange without ever
setting foot on land: tomatoes, split peas, aubergines, bunches of mint,
radishes, onions and heating boxes. The market continues until 10:00 a.m.,
then, little by little, the boats disperse to make
way for a still stretch of water. Great leap into the
Indian Ocean and its dream islands. In just a few years, Mauritius has become
a tourist paradise and, above all, a mecca for
succulent Creole cuisine. Of course, seafood is
in the spotlight, as are river products such as camaron, a
large freshwater shrimp. And the richness of its fruits and
vegetables allows for an infinite variety of dishes. All the characteristics
for agriculture are present: temperature, rainfall, geometry
and the volcanic nature of the soils. In the center of Port Louis,
the capital of Mauritius, the central market is one of the
oldest production buildings. More than two centuries old,
it was moved twice before being installed on Queen Street,
its current location. Yes, hello, please. Good morning. Good morning. Good morning.
Good morning. Michel de Mathey, chef and
Meilleur Ouvrier de France, comes here regularly
to renovate his restaurant. The markets of Mauritius,
the abundance all year round, the mixture of cultures,
the mixture of flavors, of colors. Where we will find quality,
abundance and diversity all year round. Little crayfish? Which are very tender. They are very tender, they are sweet. They are very tender, they are superb. They are juicy, they are good. It’s true that they are
the best in the world. This is a dish that represents
Mauritius, the products of the sea and the land, which come together,
the cultures which mix. Welcome, you are in Mauritius. There are many markets in Mauritius. They are truly a place
for meetings and discussions. The one in Vacoas is no exception to the rule. 4 km from Quatre Bornes is
the twin town of Vacoas Phoenix. Vacoa is a tree of
Malagasy origin which was once abundant. Aerial roots are
characteristic of this tree, whose fruits resemble those of pineapples. It can reach 15
to 20 meters in height. The Vacoas market is housed
in a gigantic metal hangar. We follow Sébastien, a
chef in a Mauritian palace, who comes to choose the ingredients
for one of his favorite recipes. There you have the candy apples. That really comes
from It’s from the earth. Yes, earth.
Isn’t it dark? No, it’s dirt.
From the earth, OK. So, a piece of ginger,
as you can see, as fresh as possible, all moist inside and it
really grows in the earth in its natural state. It’s a small wild egg,
not calibrated, nothing, as you can see. Do you want to dream elsewhere? Once the shopping is done, it’s time
for a cooking lesson with Sébastien. This is a typical Mauritian dish:
red sauce of prawns and braised palmiers, with all the flavors of the island. Enjoy your food. Nestled at the end of the bay of the Old Port,
Mahébourg remains a small, active fishing port. The Monday Fair is very
famous across the island. In addition to the daily food market, there are
hundreds of stallholders and their stalls of all kinds. Armand is a producer and seller. He grows his own produce, which he
then sells at the island’s various markets. His good humor is heard and it
spreads to the stalls around him. We’re all going to hide, sir,
a postman to proceed, ladies and gentlemen. Watercress, salad, watercress. Tell me, my friend, don’t ask
to say his food there, no. It comes from my plantation. We pick the produce directly from
the field and then come here for five weeks. Chili pepper, it’s a
little spicy though. It’s a saver. We’re going to have a little taste. Here,
we commonly say: We’re going to have a little bit of spice, so we’ll gain an appetite. A few hundred kilometers
from Mauritius, the island of Reunion, known for its famous volcano,
the Piton de la Fournaise, and its immense beaches bathed
by a sea of ​​mild temperatures. As Jean,
a farmer, points out, everything grows here. These good-sized avocados will be sold
at the Saint-Gilles farmers’ market. Direct sales from producer
to consumer, with guaranteed quality and provenance,
combined with a single attractive price per product,
promote fruit and vegetable production that
traditional channels do not absorb. At each edition,
the influx of consumers clearly shows that these producers’ markets
meet a real expectation. In fact, you can find
fresh fruits and vegetables picked the night before or that very morning. The tasting is free. We must eat our peaches
to see the peach. Sir, a little bit, perhaps?
Tomato ? Do you want the tomato?
A little bit. There you go, what a pleasure. That’s why I don’t smoke.
It’s fishing, but the other one, yes. She’s better, what is it?
It’s mixing it up. Mix it up, yes.
Ah good ? Is that it?
As for that, it’s with… No. There, it’s foie gras
with vanilla in it. We put a vanilla pod
from Saint-Philippe inside and it’s a Creole specialty,
so it doesn’t exist in mainland France. But the most famous of the markets is
the Saint-Paul fairground market. Located right on the seafront,
it is considered one of the most beautiful on Reunion Island and is
a meeting place that locals would n’t miss for anything in the world. In the square, in the early morning,
the parasols installed between the palm trees shelter the improvised stalls
which present a plethora of exotic vegetables and fruits. The chouchou,
a sort of marriage between avocado and pear,
is the favorite of the people of Réunion, who also appreciate palmistes,
songes, babafigs, without forgetting rougails. This is the margol,
the little cousin of the Cornichon. It’s bitter, but it’s good. It’s good for the body, for everything. Organic ones too.
Thank you, Uncle. They eat everything at court. The roses of Ouidina, friends. Come on, hurry up, send
me the tank, guys. Kalapina still with us.
Kalapina again. There are so many wonderful markets
in the world that one lifetime would not be enough to visit them all. Today,
at a time when everything is accelerating, going to the market means first and foremost taking your time. And time is
often what we lack. So, will we be able to treasure
these moments of life and sharing during a market?

Les marchés d’Asie, un voyage au cœur des traditions et des échanges humains. ✋Les plus belles destinations, c’est ici 👉 https://bit.ly/2Vlfz9o 👈 Abonnez vous ! 🙏

00:00 – Introduction : l’eau, la terre et la vie en Asie
02:36 – 🇱🇦 Laos : Le marché du matin de Luang Prabang
07:14 – 🇰🇭 Cambodge : Marchés colorés et vie sur le Tonlé Sap
11:19 – Le marché flottant du Tonlé Sap
15:33 – 🇻🇳 Vietnam : Le delta du Mékong et les marchés flottants
21:53 – 🇹🇭 Thaïlande : Les marchés de Bangkok et Maeklong
27:16 – 🇮🇩 Indonésie : Les marchés de Bali et Lombok
35:15 – 🇮🇳 Inde : Bombay et ses bazars légendaires
39:58 – 🇮🇳 Cachemire : Le marché flottant de Srinagar
41:18 – 🇲🇺 Île Maurice : Saveurs créoles et marchés tropicaux
48:05 – 🇷🇪 La Réunion : Marchés forains et convivialité insulaire

Les marchés d’Asie ne sont pas comme les autres car ils ont chacun leur particularité.

Le Marché du Matin de Luang Prabang, au Laos, accueille chaque jour des moines bouddhistes venus faire l’aumône. Au Cambodge, ce sont les producteurs qui se déplacent en barques le long du Tonlé Sap, un affluent du Mékong, et qui viennent voir les habitants des villages flottants aux alentours. A Bali, les marchés offrent une diversité de produits sans pareille au pied du volcan Mont Agun.

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