Han Nuowei picked out the smallest and most ordinary worm from the box, which was also the size of a tennis ball, and took the smallest ruby, and went around the bazaar in Myitkyina. Pen ~ fun ~ Ge www.biquge.info he does not look for Burmese, but pays special attention to those foreign merchants. On the one hand, it is because many Burmese businessmen will go to Hancheng to do business, and most of the good goods are sold to Hancheng, which is easy to be targeted by people from the Buren Society. On the other hand, it is clear that selling to foreigners can be sold at a better price.

Eventually, he sold the worm to a Chinese who spoke Burmese stumblingly, and although Han Nuo was worried that the other party thought his offer was too high, the golden worm with a shiny luster contained a pair of clear, intact butterflies that were ready to fly. Han Nuowei's offer was $60,000, and the Chinese businessman immediately showed a hint of surprise when he heard the price. Han Nuowei's heart immediately cooled, and it seemed that the price was going to be high. But from the moment the merchant got the worm, his hand never left. Han Nuowei looked at the other party's eyes and gradually understood that this business was done. At the moment of payment, Han Nuowei said that he wanted cash, and the other party said with a smile on his face in broken Burmese: "No problem, I know that you all like cash." ”

Then, he found another American and sold the ruby. When Han Nuowei offered $100,000, the foreigner just glanced at him, and without saying a word, he asked the guy to withdraw the money.

After the transaction was successful, Han Nowei immediately went to the largest shopping mall in Myitkyina and bought a lot of things. In addition to clothes and shoes, he also took a lot of things that looked like they were used to pack his luggage: tape, bubble wrap, pearl cotton bags, scissors, and when the sales lady smiled and asked, "Sir, are you going to move?" Han Nuowei blinked: "Almost." ”

That afternoon, outside a hardware store, a young man with many scars on his face put a multi-purpose cutter into his car.

The next day, when Han Nuowei appeared in front of Maung Sheng in a suit, the latter couldn't believe that this was the down-and-out and miserable dirty and embarrassed young man he picked up on the side of the road.

Han Nuowei told Maung Sheng that he was originally from a merchant family, but his elders had a strange temper and wanted him to go out to work and support himself without relying on family support within a year. Only by doing all this can he return home and inherit the family business. Now, the year is up, and he's going home.

Maung Sheng quickly accepted this statement, because he had always felt that Han Nuowei knew too much, and it was a pity to be an amber polisher. After Han Nuowei explained the reason why he hid his identity, he became happy. The sincere surprise flashing in his eyes made Han Nuowei feel that this person's heart was so innocent and kind.

When Han Nuowei returned the five thousand dollars he had borrowed from him a week ago, he looked ashamed, as if he was the one who owed the money. Han Nuowei stuffed the money into his pocket: "Your generosity will bring you good luck. ”

Then, Han Nuowei went to Gottissa to resign. At first, Gothissa was very reluctant to give him unlimited business opportunities, but when he heard Han Nowei's story, he no longer insisted on his opinion.

After saying goodbye to his co-workers one by one, Han Nuowei said that he wanted Maung Sheng to give him a ride. He pulled Maung Sheng into the car, then took out a thick paper bag and handed it to Maung Sheng: "It is 40,000 US dollars, Maung Tunqin's tuition." Maung Sheng was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

"Maung Tunqin is also my younger brother, isn't it normal to help him pay for his tuition?"

"That's not going to work either. Maung Sheng's face slowly turned red, "For no reason, I can't ask for it." ”

"What do you call for no reason? I'm going to ask you to do me a favor. ”

"What's the busy?"

Han Nuowei looked at him seriously: "Are you willing to follow me?"

"Follow you?" asked Maung Sheng blankly.

"With these $40,000, Maung Tun Chin can go to the United States to study, right?"

Maung Sheng sighed: "It's been several days since the registration date for that school. ”

"You go back and ask Maung Tun Qin to see, there must be other schools to choose from. His grades are so good, he doesn't have to worry about no school wanting him. Han Nuowei said.

Maung Sheng nodded slightly.

Han Nuowei looked at this honest young man: "No matter which country Maung Tunqin is studying, you are all alone in Myanmar." ”

Maung Sheng turned his head to look out the window and did not speak.

"I need a good helper, and you're the only one I can trust. Han Nuowei looked at the hesitant appearance, and said gently: "I don't force you, if you don't want to, then forget it." ”

Maung Sheng turned his head and said loudly, "How can it be? I'm afraid I won't be able to help you." As long as you don't dislike it, then take me with you. ”

Han Nuowei patted him on the shoulder: "You go back first, deal with the matter of the appearance of the swallow, and I will come back to you in a week." ”

Maung Sheng asked happily and curiously, "What do you want me to do?"

Han Nuowei said mysteriously: "It's a very simple thing, you will know in a week." ”

After Maung Sheng left, Han Nuowei drove the car to the "Corner Bend" market. He parked the car, carried a leather bag, and walked into the market in a hurry. He walked through narrow passages, bypassing the small vendors who worked on the rough on site, all the way to the back door of the market, and then stopped in front of a small shop with a sign that read "Trendy Jewelry." He looked left and right for a moment, then gently pushed the door open and stepped inside.

"Want to buy something?" the young man at the shop chewed betel nut, his expression not very enthusiastic.

Han Nuowei took out a card made of cigarette cases and slapped it on the counter.

The young man lazily took it, glanced at the date and number written on it, and then pointed to the dressing mirror.

Han Nuowei retrieved the card, walked to the dressing mirror, and pushed open the door with the dressing mirror. Behind the door was a small room in which sat a balding man with a surprisingly dark complexion. He was not surprised when he saw Han Nuowei coming in, but just stretched out his hand.

Han Nuowei handed over the card.

"Agreed a week ago?"

"Yes. ”

"I'll start by saying okay, we don't return here. The bald grinned and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth.

Han Nuowei nodded.

"Money before goods. ”

Han Nuowei looked at the small room and made sure that there was no other exit, so he took out a stack of brand-new dollars from his leather bag. The bald man was about to take it, but Han Nuowei retracted his hand: "You take out the things." ”

Bald reluctantly pulled out a black plastic bag from under the chair he was sitting cross-legged on, rummaged through it, took out a small red notebook, and opened it, face up, and placed it on the table in front of him.

Han Nuowei handed over the money, and the latter immediately began to count the money. When he finished counting the money, Han Nuowei nodded, and Han Nuowei picked up the small notebook.

"Takagi Konobo", that's a good name, he thought to himself, and then looked at the photo above, which was so ugly that people couldn't bear to look at it directly, it was indeed his face. Look at the expiration date until March 1, 2014.

Han Nuowei put away his passport, "Are you sure there will be no problems with your goods?"

Bald squinted his eyes: "This was issued in 2004, don't worry, there is no biometric chip." After speaking, he added: "If you want the kind with biochips after 2006, you can get it, but that price is too expensive." ”

Han Nuowei shook his head, he stared at the bald head: "I don't need that thing." I just need you to remember: we haven't met. ”

Bald and showing yellow teeth: "I only recognize money." ”

Han Nuowei stared at the bald head for a few seconds, until the latter's face also became gloomy and nervous, and then he said slowly: "Money can't buy credibility. ”

Bald stood up and pushed the chair away. He walked to the door and made a "please" gesture: "My reputation, don't worry about you." ”

Han Nuowei patted his bald shoulder, and suddenly smiled: "I'm willing to do business with people who talk about credibility, and after a while, I'll come back to you." Then, he pulled the doorknob, opened the door and walked out.

Bald watched with bated breath as he left, then sat back in his chair. For some reason, the smile of this young man with a scar on his face frightened him.

Han Nuowei drove the car and went to another handicraft market specializing in various idols.

Han Nuowei parked the car and walked around the market for a while, until he saw a store with a particularly good business. The proprietress tucked the phone between her ears and shoulders, listening and taking notes, while an older man behind her was busy packing some idols into cardboard boxes. From the door, there were several customers in the store, gathered around a statue of the god, looking at it and admiring something.

Han Nuowei knocked on the glass cabinet, and the proprietress seemed to be startled when she saw his face, and then pouted and motioned for him to look for herself. Han Nuowei was not in a hurry, he walked around the store, and then walked to the man who was loading: "How big is the largest hollow Buddha statue in your store?" The man raised his head and pointed with his chin to the Buddha statue that several customers were watching.

Han Nuowei turned his head to look at it, and saw that the brass Buddha statue was close to two meters high, he nodded with satisfaction, turned around and asked, "How many of them do you have?"

The man wiped his sweat: "How much do you want?"

"Forty. ”

The man was startled, and he muttered, "So, do you need to open the light?"

Han Nuowei showed a sarcastic smile: "Do you want to add money to open the light?"

At this time, the proprietress had finished talking about the phone, she hung up the phone, and walked over with a sway: "Of course you have to add money." If you don't open the light, if you don't open the light, forty together, the minimum is 100,000. ”

Han Nuowei shook his head: "It's too expensive, forget it." He turned to leave, but the proprietress stopped him: "Then how much do you think is appropriate?"

Han Nuowei stretched out a hand.

The proprietress shouted: "Where is there such a cheap one! I can't do business anymore!"

Han Nuowei smiled slightly and walked straight towards the door. When he reached the door of the shop, the proprietress stopped him: "Okay, it's up to you! She walked out of the counter and graciously grabbed Han Nuowei's arm, "Where do you need to send it?"

Han Nuowei paid her $50,000 and gave her an address.

Then, he left the Buddha shop and went to the other end of the market to buy some thick fabric.

Later that afternoon, two large trucks pulled into a warehouse on the outskirts of Myitkyina, and a group of people unloaded some of the golden Buddha statues from the wagons.

Han Nuowei waited until the workers had left before carefully using a forklift to bring down a Buddha statue. Then, from a corner, he pushed the plasma cutter he had bought the day before and pushed it all the way to the Buddha statue, then rolled up his sleeves, put on gloves and a mask, and cut it at the bottom of the Buddha statue.

Han Nuowei was busy for a while, until a beautiful circular incision appeared at the bottom of the Buddha statue. He put down the cutting spear, reached out to the center of the circle, and pushed hard, and a thick round brass plate fell and landed in the bronze statue with a dull sound.

Han Nuowei glanced at the inside of the Buddha statue and showed a satisfied expression. Then he walked to the wall and lifted the canvas in the corner, revealing the amber and precious stones and gold bars neatly laid out underneath.

Han Nuowei picked up a pearl cotton bag, put an irregularly shaped piece of amber in it, cut a piece of bubble wrap with scissors, and then wrapped it around the pearl cotton bag to ensure that it could wrap the amber firmly inside, and finally attached the sealing tape.

He tossed the wrapped piece of amber into the air and watched it land.

After hearing the sound of "poof", Han Nuowei put a little snack.

The floor of the warehouse is the most ordinary concrete floor, and there is no doubt about the hardness. In fact, Han Nowei was not 100% sure that he would be able to guarantee the safety of amber by doing so, because he was pressed for time and the packaging he could buy in Myitkyina was too limited.

Han Nuowei suddenly remembered the "Taobao" and "Amazon" that were often mentioned by the prisoners in the Yinyang Pass in the past, and he sighed, it was not convenient to shop online in Myitkyina.

Let's use local materials. Han Nuowei thought so, and then he cut the tape, laboriously unwrapped the bubble wrap layer by layer, and finally tore open the pearl cotton bag. Amber lay in the palm of his hand, without a crack. Han Nuowei finally breathed a sigh of relief, he picked up the bubble wrap and pearl cotton bag again, and wrapped the amber well.

Han Nuowei was busy until more than ten o'clock in the evening before filling the belly of this Buddha statue. He re-welded the copper plate with a welding torch and carefully pushed the statue to another corner of the warehouse, where there were no windows and looked relatively safe.

Looking at the remaining pile of Buddha statues, Han Nuowei sighed: even in the face of these rare treasures in the world, the repetitive and monotonous packaging work is very boring. But he quickly adjusted his mood and threw himself into the filling of the next Buddha statue.

A week later, Han Nuowei appeared at Maung Sheng's house as scheduled. Maung Sheng told Han Nuowei that Maung Tunqin applied for an admission place at a prestigious school in the United Kingdom, and it was also the major he wanted to study. After packing his luggage, Maung Tunqin happily flew to the United Kingdom, and his small home immediately seemed much quieter.

Han Nuowei looked at Maung Sheng's somewhat lost face, and couldn't help laughing: "People who don't know, still think you're out of love." ”

"You're just out of love!" Maung Sheng glared, "I didn't sleep well last night, can't I?"

Han Nuowei couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay." He took out a key and handed it to Maung Sheng: "I'm going to run errands somewhere else, and I'll be back in a few days." You do me a favor first, look at the warehouse for a few days, I have some Buddha statues, I'm afraid of losing them. ”

Maung Sheng hesitantly took the key: "That...... There's Gothissa, I'm not going?"

"Of course not, isn't it much easier to look at the warehouse than to work for him?" Han Nuowei pretended to be angry and raised his face: "You think of Gothissa more heavily than me. ”

Maung Sheng immediately got angry: "I didn't. ”

"Then you can't help me look at the house for a few days?" Han Nuowei said as if he was a little sad.

"No, no, I'm just worried...... If we both stopped doing it all of a sudden, would Gothissa think that we had an opinion about him?"

Han Nuowei laughed, "Even if he has an opinion, what?" He looked at Xiang Sheng's puzzled face: "In the future, you will see the wider world, and Gothissa is just an insignificant passer-by in your life." ”

Sheng nodded as if he didn't understand.