Gothiza was not a decent businessman, and to be precise, he did business illegally – bypassing customs on the border between China and Burma and secretly bringing large quantities of amber to China to sell. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gottissa had his own mining area in Myitkyina, Burma, and every year during the dry season, he hired workers to dig amber and then select it, sell it in large quantities and low quality, and select it for refining and processing in good condition, and then sell it at a high price. And Hancheng has a large-scale gem market every five days, and a day or two before each time he has to go to the market, Gothissa comes to Hancheng with his men and goods. The small hotel where he stays is a first-hand temporary market, and some owners who have set up shop in Hancheng will go to the small hotel to see the goods before the market. Sometimes the particularly brilliant amber is not even seen in the bazaar, but is bought by sophisticated Chinese merchants in small inns.

This special identity made Gothissa extremely cautious. In fact, if it weren't for Han Nuowei's exquisite craftsmanship, he wouldn't have taken in strangers at all.

Gothissa was very pleased with the young man. Because he always polishes the amber in a very short time, and the amber he polishes is always very smooth and bright, and at the same time, because the subtle imperfections are removed, the whole piece of amber looks new.

The most surprising thing for Gothissa was that Han Nuowei could barely change the weight of the amber after removing the flaws, instead of cutting off the cracked parts in order to save trouble, as ordinary workers do. Amber sales are calculated by weight, and a dozen grams more than a dozen grams of weight can make more money. Picking up a skilled worker with such good craftsmanship and not asking for a sky-high price, Gothissa couldn't help but be overjoyed.

In addition, Han Nuowei is also very adaptable. Mo had already described to him in detail the customs of life in Burma in prison, and he was extremely good at imitating and learning from him, so that when he walked swaggering down the old streets in a tube skirt, slippers, and wrapped betel nuts, no one would think of him as a foreigner.

Myanmar is a country where Buddhism is prevalent, and as the capital of Kachin State, the streets of Myitkyina are full of robed monks, ranging from yellow-mouthed children to the elderly.

Not long after Han Nuowei arrived in Myitkyina, he met thousands of people who worshiped the Buddha and gave alms. He wasn't interested in it at first, but because the guys in the store had gone to see it, he had to go with him.

At ten o'clock in the morning, thousands of monks lined up in three neat rows, holding pots in hand, and slowly walked into the monastery. Everyone in the temple was well-behaved and solemn, and the scene was magnificent. After receiving the gruel from the devotees, the monks sat on the floor in turn according to their rank, and began to eat without hurrying.

The whole process was sacred and orderly, and the silence of the meal for thousands of people surprised Han Nuowei. He looked at the onlookers around him, and they all remained silent, no one exchanged heads or whispered, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Mo Aogu once told him that about ninety percent of the people in Myanmar believe in Buddhism, and that a man must become a monk once in his life before he can be recognized as a human being by society. These people believe that they are devout to the Buddha in this life and will continue to be blessed by the Buddha in the next life.

Han Nuowei gave the monks a polite smile, even though he no longer believed in any god in his heart—revenge, was his only faith.

Han Nuowei didn't want to go to the East Pavilion all the time to find the pointing place of the coordinates, but he only had a little salary from polishing and polishing amber, which was not enough to do anything. If he suddenly said goodbye without saying goodbye, would Gothiza denounce him to the Burmese police? What if the Buren Society had planted eyeliner in Burma and was alarmed? Even if he found the treasure, how could he avoid people's eyes and ears and transport eight boxes of amber? All kinds of practical difficulties made Han Nuowei not rush to the East Pavilion, but started working as a worker under Gothisa's men with peace of mind. Eight years in prison has already taught him patience and waiting.

Han Nuowei quickly became involved with Gothisa's men, and everyone liked this bright and kind young man. They affectionately called him "Kaidong", which means "crowing rooster" in Burmese, because he was always the first to get up and work, and he was more diligent than the rooster crowed.

And among this group of guys, the best one with Han Nuowei is the one who is good-looking. Maybe it's because they're close in age, maybe they're like-minded, in short, they hit it off at first sight, and they always have endless conversations, and Maung Sheng even takes Han Nuowei to his house for dinner every day off.

Maung Sheng's parents died early, and he came out to work early for his younger brother to study, and the brothers had a good relationship. The younger brother Maung Tunqin is a little taller than Maung Sheng, but he is a little thinner, and he has a strong bookish air on a baby face, and he is a very "well-behaved" good student at first glance.

Maung Tunqin was very curious about Han Nuowei, because this "ugly" brother seemed to know everything, and not only could he correct his English pronunciation, but he could also see at once that the equations on his chemistry homework were not balanced. Maung Sheng looked curiously at Han Nuowei tutoring his younger brother's homework: "Kaidong, how do you know so much?"

Han Nuowei shrugged his shoulders: "Because when you were eating skewers, I was reading a book." ”

Maung Sheng pouted: "I'm full of food and have the strength to work, reading books will only make me sleepy." ”

Han Nuowei said: "Excuse for you to eat skewers and read books at the same time, are you still sleepy?"

Maung Sheng thought for a moment and replied hesitantly, "I will still be sleepy." ”

Han Nuowei and Maung Tunqin laughed together.

Maung Sheng was a little unconvinced: "You know a lot, why do you still do the same job as me? You can become an English teacher, or teach something else." ”

Han Nuowei showed a mysterious smile: "If I had done something else, I wouldn't have known you, wouldn't you be sad?"

"Hey, you're not a pretty girl, why should I be sad. Also, you are not allowed to laugh!"

Jokes are jokes, Maung Sheng is very sorry for this younger brother's baby. He once proudly told Han Nuowei that Maung Tunqin would go abroad to study in the future, and he would have a great career and be able to live a perfect life. "What is a perfect life?" asked Han Nuowei curiously. "Live like a Burmese, earn like a Chinese, spend money like an Indian. Maung Sheng grinned and said with a smile.

Han Nuowei smiled slightly, thinking that this summary was really accurate, and the Chinese he knew did prefer to save money than spending money.

After eating, Maung Sheng took Han Nuowei to fish. When he arrived at the lake, Maung Sheng asked Han Nuowei to wait for him for a while, he took off his clothes, shoes and socks, and then walked naked into the water, took a deep breath, dived, and only came out after a while, at this time he was already some distance from the shore. He waved his hand at Han Nuowei, Han Nuowei also took off his shoes and socks, and slowly waded through the water, only to find that Maung Sheng had found a fish nest under the water. Then, the two of them stood in the water, one fishing rod in each hand, and both held the fishing. Since the rod is so close to the nest, it takes little effort and you can catch a fish in no time. They threw the fish they had caught onto the shore, and in a few moments there were plenty of fish in the grass.

After fishing for a while, Maung Sheng said, "It's strange, I have just eaten, why am I hungry again when I see these fish?"

Han Nuowei grimaced: "It's not strange, because you belong to cormorants." ”

Maung Sheng was a little puzzled: "Nonsense, there are no cormorants in the eight zodiac signs, only Peng birds, and I am a ivory elephant, not a Peng bird." ”

Han Nuowei looked at Xiang Sheng's serious appearance, and couldn't help but gently tap his head, "Tell me, what do cormorants like to eat?"

Only then did Maung Sheng react, he was made fun of by Han Nuowei, so he pretended to be annoyed and pushed Han Nuowei. The soles of Han Nuowei's feet slipped and he sat down in the water at once, he struggled to get up, but his face was stuck with several lumps of mud from the bottom of the water. In particular, there is a piece of glued to the forehead, just in the middle of the eyebrows, and there is a square, unopened condom embedded in it.

Maung Sheng burst into laughter, the more he watched, the funnier it became, and his stomach hurt when he laughed.

Han Nuowei stretched out his hand and touched it, he was speechless, he saw Maung Sheng smiling so happily, and in a fit of anger, he was about to stuff it into Maung Sheng's mouth.

Maung Sheng hurriedly ran to the shore, shouting as he ran: "Keep it for yourself, you can still use it!"

Han Nuowei followed behind and shouted, "I've given it to you as an heirloom!"

In addition to these days of fighting, Han Nuowei's experience in Myanmar is more tired. Contrary to what he had previously thought, the mining of Burmese amber was entirely manual. Because amber is precious and delicate, it cannot be operated on a large scale by machinery, such as coal mining. And since the rainy season is approaching in May, mining will be almost impossible, so they will only have one day off a week and 12 hours a day for the rest of the day.

Although the production of amber in Myanmar is considerable, it is not evenly distributed, and sometimes, Han Nowei and his family cannot dig up a single piece of amber for several days on end. Whenever this happens, Gothissa always stinks in the face. And when they are lucky, they can dig up piles of amber, and everyone is happy, because it means that they are not doing day jobs, and they can add vegetables to their meals.

On this day, everyone was sweating and swinging their hoes, and suddenly, a young man shouted excitedly: "Volcanic ash!" He stretched out his hand and pointed to see a thin layer of gray-black volcanic ash mixed with the newly turned soil, and the group of people lifted their spirits and dug harder. Han Nuowei also sped up, he understood that seeing volcanic ash was a play. Because volcanic eruptions mean that trees burn and break, a large amount of resin flows out, and amber is most likely to form.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for large chunks of rough amber to be revealed, and there was more than one. Everyone was very happy, Han Nuowei wiped his sweat with satisfaction, and after digging for many days, he finally had a harvest.

At this time, he noticed that Maung Sheng's expression was a little unnatural. Maung Sung was not as happy as the others were at discovering the amber mine, but just silently squatted aside and smoked a hookah. Han Nuowei walked over and squatted down as well. Maung Sheng handed him the hookah, and Han Nuowei shook his head: "Tired, can't do it?"

Maung Sheng didn't speak, just "gurgling" and smoking a hookah, which was full of smoke, as if he wanted to talk about it. Han Nuowei felt strange that Maung Sheng was not the one who could hide his words in front of him. But he saw that Chang Sheng was silent, and he didn't want to ask any more questions, so he patted Chang Sheng on the shoulder, and then went back to work.

It was getting dark, and it was time to call it a day, so the workers took their things and dragged their tired steps back to the shed.

Maung Sheng caught up with Han Nuowei, "Kaidong, I have something to discuss with you." He pulled Han Nuowei aside, and seeing that no one was paying attention to them, he lifted his clothes, took out something, and quickly stuffed it into Han Nuowei's hand.

Han Nuowei was startled, what Maung Sheng gave him was a piece of amber, which was very dark in color, the size of a baby's fist, and he couldn't see it clearly in the dim sky.

Han Nuowei whispered: "It's so dark, is it coal spirit?"

Maung Sheng said: "I secretly took the lamp and looked at it, it was Ying Po." As he spoke, he quickly took it back and put it away.

Han Nuowei asked, "Do you want to keep it for yourself?"

Maung Sheng lowered his head, he unconsciously kicked the broken stone on the ground with his toes, and only looked up after a while: "Kaidong, my brother received a letter a few days ago, he was admitted to a university in the United States. ”

"Congratulations, that's a good thing, why didn't you tell me earlier? ”

Maung Sheng said bitterly: "But I can't make up his tuition, and the cost of living there is a lot." He told me yesterday that he didn't want to read it. I know he'......"

Maung Sheng raised his eyes to look at the sky, as if trying to keep his tears from falling, "He doesn't want me to scrape together money everywhere, and he also knows that I can't scrape together any money." I'm really useless as an older brother. ”

Han Nuowei held his shoulder: "How much money is missing?" I'll help you figure out a way." ”

Maung Sheng lowered his head and said for a long time before he said, "I want forty thousand dollars." How can I have so much money. I went to Gothissa for an advance, but he only gave me a month's advance, and with what I had saved, I was able to scrape together more than five thousand dollars. ”

Han Nuowei said: "I'll also go to Gothisa to make an advance, in short, don't take the mine owner's goods, if you are discovered, you will be finished." ”

Maung Sheng shook his head: "You are a newcomer, you have only been here for two months, how much can you advance? Moreover, even if he asks you to advance for a few more months, it is far from enough." If this piece of pearl is real, it should be sold for forty or fifty thousand dollars when it is taken outside, and my brother will not have to worry about studying. ”

Han Nuowei was a little anxious, he grabbed Maung Sheng's arm: "Amber can't be taken out, you know." Even if you take it out, there are old fritters outside, and as soon as you make a move, they will know that it is not your own thing, and it will reach the ears of Godissa, do you still have a life?"

Maung Sheng nodded bitterly: "I know what you said." His voice gradually lowered, "I myself am a person who has not read much, and I cannot have a perfect life, but I want my brother to live a better life." You know, I'm just one of my relatives. ”

Hearing this, Han Nuowei's heart sank, and he knew better than anyone what it was like to be helpless. And after Mo Aogu's death, Maung Sheng was the closest person to him, not to mention that he always felt that he owed Maung Sheng a favor, after all, it was Maung Sheng who rescued him from desperation on the side of the road. He looked at his sad face and gritted his teeth: "Okay, I'll help you." ”