The Liaison Office has a car. Chou Guo, who is rich and wealthy, equipped the Liaison Office with two cars. There were special drivers who took the three people straight to Badaling. The three of them were very messy along the way.
Old Bu got out of the car, holding on to the door and breathing heavily: "Jiang, please forgive me for telling you, your infrastructure is terrible."
Jiang Hua did a chest expansion exercise and said refreshed: "I understand, but there is no way. This country is too big and there are too many people. We have to do important things first. I firmly believe that everything will be fine."
Get up."
"Jiang, this is not an easy task!" Jiang Hua said confidently: "If you come back ten years later, it will definitely be a different scene, and everything will be prosperous."
Mrs. Bu said: "Jiang, you are still young and you don't know the difficulties involved. Really, I have seen too many things and it is quite difficult."
Jiang Hua smiled and said: "Well, this is a collision of Eastern and Western wisdom. You and I don't know each other very well, but everything depends on practice. Let's see what happens in ten years."
Old Bu also smiled and said, "Okay, let's just treat it as a bet. How about a meal at Quanjude?"
Jiang Hua high-fived Lao Bu and said, "Deal."
The three of them climbed the stairs along the Great Wall. When they climbed to the beacon tower, Mrs. Bu held Lao Bu's arm and looked at the Great Wall that wound away without knowing where it ended.
She shouted loudly: "Wow, it's so spectacular. It's hard to imagine how the ancients built it hundreds of years ago. This is a miracle."
Old Bu asked: "Why did the ancient flower growers build the Great Wall?"
"In order to defend against the nomadic peoples in the north, such as the Huns, Turks, Mongols and Jurchens, etc."
Old Bu asked: "Hun, Attila?"
Jiang Hua shook his head: "No, Attila is just a loser. He was defeated by the Central Plains Dynasty and had to flee to Europe."
Lao Bu exclaimed: "God, Attila is just a loser, but when he arrived in Europe, he was called the whip of God."
Old Bu walked up and down the Great Wall and said in surprise: "Of the four recognized ancient civilizations in the world, only flower growers are left. This is an amazing achievement."
Mrs. Bu said: "Dear, Egypt and Tianzhu also exist now."
Jiang Hua said: "Madam, but their civilization has been cut off."
Mrs. Bu said regretfully: "That's such a pity. Who can destroy a civilization?"
Old Bu shook his head: "Dear, you overestimate me. I have a bachelor's degree in economics, not history. Maybe you can ask Jiang."
"Aryans."
Mrs. Bu asked in amazement, "Are they all Aryans? The flower growers are really lucky, Aryans have never been here."
Jiang Hua shook his head: "No, madam, the Aryans should have been here, but the history is too long. Many recorded documents have been lost in the long river of time. Maybe they will be unearthed in the near future."
Lao Bu pointed to her winding Great Wall and asked: "When did you first start building the Great Wall?"
Jiang Hua shrugged and said, "It's too long ago. Recorded history shows that it was about three thousand years ago."
Mrs. Bu opened her eyes wide, "Three thousand years ago? That was really a distant era."
The two of them stroked the bricks of the Great Wall and walked forward. The Great Wall was too long, and even if they had enough physical strength, they would not be able to go very far.
Standing on the beacon tower, Lao Bu said: "I can imagine the cruelty of cold-weapon warfare at that time. There were Han soldiers on the city wall, and under the city wall there were invading nomads on horseback. Both sides exchanged bows and arrows, and some people were struck down by arrows.
Below, there are ladders leaning against the city wall, and soldiers like ants are climbing up."
Jiang Hua said awkwardly: "Mr. Bu, in fact, there will be no battles on the city walls on the top of the mountain like this. Battles usually occur on the passes. This is not conducive to attack and the troops cannot be deployed."
Old Bu glanced at the cliff next to him and said with a smile: "Okay, you are right, but you can't blame me. Chou country has no history of cold-weapon offensive and defensive wars."
Jiang Hua held back his laughter and said, "You're right, Chou Country was founded relatively late."
Old Bu smiled and said: "Hey, Jiang, I feel the smell of ridicule. You are laughing at our short history."
Jiang Hua immediately denied it: "It's not."
Old Bu shrugged and said, "I don't care. This is a fact known to everyone. In fact, we like to look forward. A long history doesn't mean anything."
"A long history has given us a unique culture, and you are a country of immigrants. Various cultural exchanges collide, and your culture has not been tested by history."
Mrs. Bu waved her hand: "Okay gentlemen, this is not a university forum, nor a TV show, nor a live broadcast of a debate. This is the Great Wall, and we are here to have fun."
"Well, ma'am, you're right, we should make the most of this moment."
Jiang Hua stood on the top of the beacon tower, with the north wind whistling past, like five thousand years of blood, rain, wind and frost.
Old Bu kept exclaiming: "What a great building."
Jiang Hua smiled and said: "Mr. Bu, this is the scenery you can't appreciate in Chou Country."
"Yes, it is impossible to see such scenery in a city filled with steel and concrete. Even the Land of the Sky with beautiful natural scenery lacks the weight of history."
"My dear, I think the florist can put it on our travel list. There are so many scenery here that make me linger."
Old Bu also smiled and said: "I think your suggestion is very correct. Jiang, what do you think?"
"The north is rough, the south is beautiful, and the west is blessed with beautiful scenery. Each place has different scenery and cultural landscapes. This is a wise choice."
Mrs. Bu was lying on the crenel looking out, and suddenly turned her head: "Peter, I remember we brought a camera, right?"
Old Bu also said happily: "Then what are you waiting for? My index finger can't hold it anymore. Let's press the shutter."
Lao Bu and Mrs. Bu each had a camera and began to check in all directions. Jiang Hua took a look at Peter's backpack, which contained half a pack of film. The two of them couldn't finish wiping the film all night long.
Mrs. Bu handed the camera to the attendant and said happily: "Peter, help us take a photo with Jiang."
Old Bu also waved to Jiang Hua: "Jiang, come here, relax, it's just a photo of friendship."
Jiang Hua straightened his clothes, brushed his collar, and smoothed his hair. Jiang Hua stood next to Lao Bu.
Mrs. Bu said enthusiastically: "Jiang, relax a little."
Jiang Hua made a shameful V-shaped gesture, wiped the card, and froze.
