In the old house of the Chen family in Shangjing, Chen Yang and Tang Wan were sitting under the old banyan tree making tea, when Chen Yang suddenly said this.
Tang Wan was stunned at first, and then suddenly realized.
She nodded and said, "I think so too."
When speaking, Logan's expression was a little guilty, but also a little funny.
She instantly understood what Chen Yang meant.
If you continue to stay, all kinds of troubles will come one after another, as if you are being raped.
Although it's fun to get slapped in the face, it's also troublesome and a headache. Who doesn't want peace and quiet?
As soon as Chen Yang said it, Tang Wan immediately thought it was a good idea.
At the same time, she also looked forward to this trip abroad and asked curiously: "Chen Yang, where are we going?"
Chen Yang smiled slightly and said his destination:
"Burmese country."
“I haven’t been to that place for many years.
The next day, Chen Yang's Gulfstream took off from Shangjing Airport.
In the evening, the two of them stood on the street in Myanmar.
The pedestrians around, the buildings on both sides, and even the air you breathe are all different from those in China, as if you are in another world.
Except for her last trip to the United States with Chen Yang, Tang Wan had almost never been abroad. She suddenly felt dizzy and couldn't see enough.
In particular, one of the men, who looked like a typical Burmese native, was carrying a sack on his shoulders. There seemed to be something squirming inside, and he walked past Tang Wan as if there was no one around.
"Chen Yang, what is this?"
Logan asked curiously.
Chen Yang glanced at him and frowned: "He's a freeloader."
Logan opened his eyes wide and looked confused.
Chen Yang reacted and explained: "This is a slang term, which means exporting wild animals."
Tang Wan's delicate brows wrinkled immediately when she heard about wild animals.
Chen Yang continued: "This is the most rampant place for wildlife smuggling in Southeast Asia."
Logan raised his eyebrows: "For the fur?"
Her understanding of smuggled wild animals is basically limited to Tibetan antelope, ivory, tiger skin and the like.
Chen Yang smiled, but shook his head: "Yes, but not the majority."
"Mostly for
--eat!"
Logan frowned even more tightly.
She couldn't understand why someone would eat wild animals that were full of parasites and germs.
However, Tang Wan didn't say much, and the "freeloader" had long since disappeared down the street.
Walking on this street, the more closely she looked, the more Logan felt uncomfortable.
She saw a wild animal barbecued directly on the street, which seemed to be in the shape of a small crocodile;
She saw street girls wearing exaggerated clothes and even more exaggerated makeup, which still couldn't hide their childish faces;
She also saw a series of large places that could be called gambling houses and small ones that could be called gambling stalls, filled with smoky atmosphere.
Chen Yang stayed with Tang Wan and saw that she looked shocked, so he explained: "The local Chinese in Myanmar call this place Meng Street. There is a proverb:
Changying, tender chicken, eat well!”
Long win refers to multiple gambling houses;
The young chickens are those street girls who are obviously young;
If you eat well, you will be a wild animal.
These hidden and illegal behaviors in China are common here in broad daylight.
After Chen Yang explained, Tang Wan shook his head repeatedly, looking shocked.
"Let's go, I'll take you to eat something good."
He took Tang Wan, who was a little resistant, and started looking for delicious food.
The last time Chen Yang came to Myanmar was more than ten years ago. My original impression was shallow, but now that I have watched it again, my appetite has diminished a lot.
Chen Yang didn't have much appetite for anything like tea, fish and rice.