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Chapter 489: City within a city

Chapter 489 A city within a city

The Hpakant area is the earliest place for jade mining in Myanmar. There have been records of jade mining since the 13th and 14th centuries.

It is said that around the 13th century, a porter in Yunnan, China, on his way back to Tengchong from Myanmar, in order to balance the weight of the items on both sides of the horse's bag, randomly picked up stones from the roadside and placed them on the horse's bag in the Mengong area of ​​Pagan, Myanmar today.

When the porter returned home and took a closer look, he found that the stone he picked up on the way seemed to be green and could be used as jade. After polishing, it turned out to be green and lovely, even better than nephrite.

Later, people went to the Pagan Mengong area to mine this gemstone. Since then, Myanmar has been the main producer of high-quality jadeite in the world. At least so far, no jadeite has been found anywhere else in the world.

of.

In the 1880s, Emperor Qianlong expanded his territory to the Hpakant region in northern Myanmar and discovered rich jade mining areas. From then on, jade was widely used as jade, and its glory soon surpassed that of nephrite.

There are about 160,000 people living here now, 60,000 of whom are local Burmese, and the other 100,000 are jade mining workers for major companies in Myanmar.

There are many Burmese Chinese living in Hpakant, and they have lived here for hundreds of years. Obviously, Hu is the leader. Hu Rong once opened a Chinese school a few years ago, and now there are six to seven hundred Chinese students in it.

study.

After a long journey of nearly eight hours, the two vehicles finally entered the birthplace of Myanmar’s jade: the Hpakant area.

After entering the realm of Pagan, the road became more and more difficult to walk, because a good road would be blown open inexplicably. This was done by various jade mining companies, so the off-road vehicle had to

Frequent detours.

And excavators, which Hu Rong calls "weird hands", can be seen everywhere. They don't recognize the passes with the word "VIP" written on them on off-road vehicles, and they often stay stuck on the roadside for more than half an hour.

It took more than two hours before the car drove into the city of Pagan. Zhuang Rui looked at his watch and started setting off at around 8 a.m., and it was now almost 6 p.m., and he had spent nearly 10 days on the road.

Hour.

Zhuang Rui used spiritual energy to comb his numb body from time to time along the way. His condition is pretty good now, but he seems a little tired mentally.

The two professors were a bit unbearable. Their faces were pale yesterday, but turned sallow today, and they vomited several times on the way. When they got out of the car, they were helped down by the two soldiers.

However, the faces of the two soldiers were not very good-looking either.

Hu Rong was a little embarrassed when he saw the appearance of these two professors. After settling them into the only hotel in Pagan, "Yudu Hotel", he rushed back and forth to arrange for the hotel kitchen to cook porridge for them.

For a while, no one even bothered to greet Zhuang Rui.

"Oh, brother, I'm sorry for you two. Let's go home..."

Nearly an hour later, Hu Rong waited until Professors Feng and Chen fell asleep before he had time to greet Zhuang Rui. Zhuang Rui and the soldiers were all sitting at the front desk of this guest house-like hotel.

Before Zhuang Rui could answer, a Burmese soldier suddenly stood up and said a few words to Hu Rong in Burmese.

When Hu Rong heard this, a look of displeasure suddenly appeared on his face. He pointed at the top, and the words he spoke were harsh. The soldiers did not dare to look at Hu Rong and nodded repeatedly.

"Peng Fei, what did they say?" Zhuang Rui touched Peng Fei who was sitting next to him.

"Brother Zhuang, the soldier just said that we two are foreigners and they have to accompany us throughout the whole process, which means they want to monitor us..."

Peng Fei pursed his lips angrily at Hu Rong, who had a stern look on his face, and then said: "Brother Hu is scolding them, saying that we are his relatives, and their task is to accompany and protect the two professors, not to accompany the two of us. Brother Hu

I’m asking, do they not want to do it anymore?”

Peng Fei's words made Zhuang Rui laugh. No matter which country it is, it will always use force to suppress others. Hu Rong obviously knows the commanders of these two people and is now trying to scare them.

In fact, Zhuang Rui didn't know that the three Burmese soldiers who were sweating from the training were not afraid of their superiors, but were actually afraid of Hu Rong in front of them.

If the Myanmar government still has some control over Mandela, then when it comes to Hpakant, the government's influence becomes almost zero. The forces here are complicated. Even if Hu Rong sends people to kill them, the government will have no control.

method.

After the soldiers explained repeatedly, Hu Rong's expression gradually improved, and after saying a few more words, the soldiers nodded like shrimps and no longer dared to say anything about accompanying him.

"Let's go, brother, I see you're quite energetic. I'll catch you up in the evening and let's have a drink together..."

Hu Rong greeted Zhuang Rui, and the three of them left the hotel and got into an off-road vehicle. The soldiers followed them out. When the car started, they gave a standard salute. Obviously, just now

Hu Rong was frightened.

Hu Rong's family lived in the north area of ​​Pagan City. After driving for more than half an hour, Zhuang Rui saw a group of buildings in the distance.

The reason why it is called a building complex is because the building Zhuang Rui saw had high walls outside. It was like a city within a city. The gate was built like a watchtower. There were people standing guard above and below with guns on their backs.

And there seemed to be a firepower point in the middle of the watchtower.

When the people standing guard at the door saw Hu Rong, they immediately saluted. Their posture and movements were more formal than those of the soldiers just now.

The area of ​​this city-within-a-city is not small. There is a main street in the middle, which is paved with cement. It is better than the asphalt road in Pagan City.

The houses in the city are neatly planned, and they are all bungalows. Some children are playing at the door of each house. All Zhuang Rui hears is Chinese, which makes him feel as if he has arrived in a small town somewhere in China.

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"This place used to be small. It was built in the 1970s. Now there are nearly 20,000 Chinese living here, most of whom are family members of our company's employees..."

Hu Rong introduced his home to Zhuang Rui, with a proud look on his face.

This city-within-a-city was built by Hu Rong’s grandfather and lasted for three generations. Now, the Chinese City has become the largest force in Pagan. Not to mention other things, it’s just the miners who can use it as soon as they get weapons.

Armed an army of thousands of people.

It took nearly five minutes to drive from the door to Hu Rong's residence. At the door of a large house, there were already five or six people waiting there.

"Grandma, why are you coming out..." Hu Rong got out of the car and walked straight to an old woman.

"Arong, my nephew's son-in-law is coming, of course I want to take a look..."

The old lady was not tall, her hair was completely gray, but she was neatly combed, and her face had deep wrinkles. She looked like she was in her seventies. She looked behind Hu Rong while talking, but

Those eyes looked very cloudy.

"Grandma, your eyesight is not good, look..." Hu Rong supported the old lady and said nothing.

"Auntie, I am Zhuang Rui. How are you doing?"

Zhuang Rui knew that this was Qin Haoran's aunt, so he quickly stepped forward and held the old lady's other hand.

"Okay...ok, good boy, you are so tall..."

The old lady spoke with a strong Cantonese accent. She took her other hand out of Hu Rong's hand and touched Zhuang Rui's face. However, it was a bit difficult to stand on tiptoes. Zhuang Rui quickly squatted down.

"Let's go home..."

The old lady was so straightforward that she turned around and left with Zhuang Rui on her arm. Hu Rong was so embarrassed that he originally wanted to introduce a few other people to Zhuang Rui, but now he could only follow behind and shake his head with a bitter smile.

Hu Rong lives with his parents, grandmother and others. After entering the yard, a large group of people, including adults and children, gathered around him and cheered. Most of them had never left Myanmar. When they saw relatives from China, they all felt...

It was very novel, and it was very lively with people asking all kinds of questions for a while.

Finally, the old lady spoke and the group dispersed. Only then did Hu Rong have the opportunity to introduce Zhuang Rui to his father, Hu Junzheng.

Hu Junzheng is about fifty-six or seventeen years old. According to Hu Rong's introduction, his father's health was not very good, so when he was in his 20s, he handed over the family business to him.

Zhuang Rui stepped forward and said hello respectfully. Hu Junzheng didn't have any airs. After helping his old mother to the table, he invited Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei to sit down. Peng Fei's current identity is Zhuang Rui's.

Cousin, so the Hu family regards them as one family.

This welcoming dinner opened Zhuang Rui's horizons. He could be considered someone who had dined at the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse in Beijing, but most likely he couldn't name the dishes on the table. They were serious.

It has all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas.

Braised bear paws, steamed freshwater turtles, and the vegetables that were cut into pieces and were very chewy in the mouth. When Zhuang Rui asked, it turned out to be elephant trunks, and there were also braised pangolin meat, and some others.

Not to mention dishes made from animals that I have never heard of, the taste is really amazing.

"My child, drink more. This wine is made from the whip of a tiger I shot when I was young. You are also going to have a family soon. It doesn't matter if you drink more. Take a few more with you when you leave. This is

Things are not rare here..."

The wine served to Zhuang Rui was a liquor brewed by the Hu family. The alcohol content should not be very high, but the content in it was tiger penis.

While Mr. Hu was persuading Zhuang Rui to drink, he also asked him to bring a few tiger whips back to China. They were going to get engaged soon. Zhuang Rui blushed and couldn't help but whine in his heart. He's still young. It seems like...

I don't need this thing now.


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