Volume 1 In 2007 I was poisoned with golden silkworm by my grandmother Chapter 5 I met an old friend
Yangon is the original capital and largest city of the Union of Myanmar. It is located in the Irrawaddy Delta, the most fertile area in Myanmar. It is a beautiful coastal city with tropical scenery. The city is surrounded by water on three sides and has a very advantageous geographical location. It is known as the "City of Peace"
The plane landed at Mingaladang Airport, and it was already four o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived. Li Jiahu's branch in Myanmar chartered a bus to take us to a hotel in the city.
The airport is a full 20 kilometers away from the city. When I got in the car, I discovered that the capital of Myanmar is like a second-tier city in China. There are many classic cars driving on the road, which look like they were pulled out of a scrapyard.
Similarly, it makes people feel like they have traveled back in time, as if they have returned to decades ago. According to people, these cars are Japanese and Korean antique cars from the 1970s and 1980s, and some are older and can be traced back.
Go back to World War II. I felt ashamed when I heard that they were still able to run on the road.
Compared with second-tier cities in the country, Yangon, the largest city in Myanmar, is not very prosperous. The buildings are old and low. Instead, along the way, it is more like a big park, full of plants, flowers and pagodas. This is a
A city that combines modern civilization with history and culture, it is also a leisurely and beautiful city. We constantly see monks with bare left shoulders and red cassocks walking barefoot on the street, and young women with "tenaka" on their faces and wrapped in
The skirt was chasing the child, and the shirtless man was smiling happily, revealing his lean body.
There was a cooing sound in the sky, and pigeons were flying.
Looking out of the car window, what you see most are countless gold-plated or white stone pagodas, dotted among the buildings or among the jungle.
Boss Gu told us that Burmese people believe deeply in Theravada Buddhism. No matter who builds a pagoda, it is the greatest good achievement. People’s greatest wish in life is to build a pagoda dedicated to the Buddha. So most of the time, the entire Pucheng
Thirteen thousand pagodas once stood on the Gan Plain. As time has passed, now, all the ancient pagodas, ancient temples and ruins add up to more than 5,000.
Myanmar is rated as one of the least developed countries, but people here don’t feel how terrible poverty is when they have faith.
However, from the perspective of outsiders like us, we can't help but feel a strong sense of pride for the motherland behind us. This kind of pride is something we don't have in China.
There were more than twenty people in our group. In addition to me, Zamao Xiaodao, my uncle, Boss Gu, Qin Li, Li Jiahu, Xue Rui, and Xu Ming, there were also some Hong Kong jewelers, bodyguards, personal secretaries and other entourage. When we arrived at the city
There is not much difference between the hotels in the area, but you can feel the strong ethnic customs. The smell of the bus from the airport is not very good, I feel a little dizzy, let alone other pampered wealthy businessmen. But because of the Western
Due to the blockade, it is difficult for Myanmar to import cars, so many times, there is nowhere to spend the money.
When we arrived at the hotel, Zamao Xiaodao and I shared a room, while my uncle shared a room.
We took a shower and took a short rest. Qin Li knocked on the door and asked us to go downstairs for dinner. Dinner was at a nearby high-end restaurant. The attendees were all people we knew and other businessmen who came with us.
But it is its own activity. Li Jiahu's family business has a small trading company in Yangon, which is actually an office. It mainly collects jade prices and related transactions, so there is a manager named Guo Jiabin here.
, taking care of the itinerary.
It is said to be a high-end restaurant, but the decoration is not as good as the one I had. It mainly sells Burmese style, but the food is oily and tastes a little salty, but the rice is very fragrant and the fish cooked in curry is also very delicious.
Yes, the cold dishes are very refreshing, and Burmese people seem to be very fond of fried foods. There are four fried foods on this table: fried corn, fried onions, fried bananas, fried gourds, and fried shrimps, but these are all wrapped in flour.
Fried with spices, the aroma is overflowing and smells very good. Boss Gu pointed to the rice in front of us and said with a smile that Burmese people like to eat very much, so the dishes they cook are all salty, sour and spicy, which is similar to the pickles we make in the mainland.
Same, it's easy to eat, so you should eat more and do as the Romans do.
We nodded and said that it seems that the life of the Burmese people is really unhappy, and they all rely on eating pickles to survive.
However, I ate four bowls of rice that night, and it was delicious.
A group of people gathered around the dinner table and talked about the trade fair that will be held tomorrow. Xu Jiayun explained to us that the public offering in 2008 has already been held, but judging from the data released so far, the situation is not optimistic because the trade fair
The policies of the subsequent military government were changeable, and the export restrictions on high-quality jade became increasingly strict. This caused dissatisfaction among a large number of businessmen in the mainland and Hong Kong. Although Burmese jade has become more popular in the market year by year, since 2006,
The number of merchants and capital participating in trade fairs has shown a decreasing trend.
To be honest, the current trade fair has become a money laundering tool for certain forces to a certain extent.
The scale of this trade fair is not large, and not many businesses have received information and invitations, but they are all powerful. A group of people will also come from Shantou and Fujian, as well as from Japan and Europe.
There are people coming, but only one or two hundred people at most. This time the organizer should produce some high-quality products to restore the transaction volume that has been declining year by year. You know, the jade industry is now almost regarded as Myanmar's national pillar industry.
After dinner, Boss Gu, Li Jiahu and others were going back to discuss tomorrow's trade fair and asked us if we wanted to look around in Yangon. If so, we could ask the branch office to send a car and driver and translate for us. We refused.
, saying that we would go out for a walk and experience the customs and customs of Yangon. After dinner, we parted ways and walked around along the commercial street. We were accompanied by Xu Ming, Xue Rui, and an interpreter from the Li Jiahu School.
Xuerui had been to Myanmar with her father Li Jiahu before, and was hit by a glass fall on that trip.
However, it is precisely because of that experience that Xuerui is still a competent tour guide in Myanmar. In fact, with the shrewdness of an old fox like Li Jiahu, he naturally knows the changes in his daughter, so many times, he has no control over his daughter.
He was so strict before, even if he returned to a dangerous place like Myanmar, he actually agreed to his daughter's request.
Because he already understood that his daughter had finally grown up and had her own ideas and thoughts, so he let her go.
Li Jiahu is a smart father.
There are green trees and colorful flowers everywhere. We are on the streets of this foreign country, and the summer night wind blows around us. The wind is sticky and uncomfortable. Xue Rui walks on
Next to me, the person next to me introduced us to Myanmar’s customs, economic and political conditions, and from time to time pointed at some strange things for us to pay attention to. It didn’t look like a girl who was close to blindness at all.
Looking at the local people around me wearing bright or dim national costumes, I always feel some unreal feelings in my heart. This is a foreign country? This is Myanmar? This is Yangon, the largest city in Myanmar? Well, I
I really feel that it is not as prosperous as the second-tier cities in mainland China.
Xu Ming followed us and interrupted, but Xuerui was not very happy to talk to this cousin.
After a while, Xu Ming and Zamao Xiaodao fell behind, muttering. Xue Rui bought a lot of handicrafts, local ethnic clothes, straw hats and accessories on the street, and then I helped her carry them.
Here, five gentlemen (the translator is also a man) went shopping with such a little girl, which was actually not an enjoyable thing. We also wanted to go to the trade fair to see the terrain, and we had no intention of continuing.
After all, we are not here for tourism, and under the rule of the military government, Myanmar's tourism industry is far inferior to that of its neighbor Thailand.
We have only one goal, which is the rough stone that is said to contain a unicorn embryo.
Seeing that we were a little uninterested, Xuerui asked if he didn't like it here. How about we go to the Shwedagon Pagoda tomorrow? The tower is more than 110 meters high, with more than 70 tons of gold painted on the surface. It is said that there are worshippers inside.
There are eight hairs of Buddha Sakyamuni. What do you think, do you want to take a look? Hey, brother Lu Zuo, why did you stop? Xuerui patted my arm and asked me strangely.
My eyes were glued to the side of a man in the crowd in front of me.
This is a very handsome young man, with slightly curly hair, and a profile that is as three-dimensional and resolute as carved by a Renaissance master. He is wearing a summer suit, all in black, and has the unique melancholy of a shojo manga hero.
In this relatively lively street, he seemed particularly lonely and unsociable. Then, he turned his face, stared at me quietly, and smiled.
This kind of smile is not the smile between old friends reunited after a long separation, but a condescending look down on them.
His eyes were like iced mineral water, so cold.
Zamao Xiaodao followed up from behind. When he saw this annoying boy, his fists clenched and he said, Damn, why is it this boy?
Yes, this guy is indeed an old acquaintance of ours, the Japanese boy Kato Haruji who stole the grass in Jiangcheng Botanical Garden. This guy with a "bright and sad" look, on the surface, looks harmless to humans and animals except for being a little cool, but
But I had seen his ferocious behavior in the botanical garden. He killed people without blinking an eye, and his behavior afterwards was really arrogant, like a special citizen. Afterwards, we fought in a private club.
There was a fight. I was not very good at fighting at the time. I relied solely on brute strength. I suffered a hidden disadvantage. I was suppressed by this guy with judo. I was humiliated. Then Zamao Xiaodao immediately regained my place.
, gave this stinky guy a good beating.
There is enmity between us, and this enmity cannot be reconciled.
Of course, it was also from that time that Lao Xiao and I began a true and unreserved friendship.
We looked at each other, and then Katowaraji walked up to me step by step, nodded his head lightly, and said, Mr. Lu, long time no see, I didn’t expect that we would meet again on the streets of Yangon.
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