Chapter 1153: Purpose of the Mission
Starting from Jiangcheng, the group first came to southern Yunnan by car, and then changed the identity of a tourist from southern Yunnan to enter Myanmar.
After that, they came to Yangon in a car.
After arriving in Yangon, the driver gave Meng Zitao a satellite mobile phone and asked him to talk to He Yanyan by himself, and then ignored the three of them, left their luggage, and drove away directly.
The mobile phone is a special line phone, and he can only make one call, he connected the mobile phone, and there was a grim voice.
"Shi Xiaoyou, you just stand on the side of the road and don't move, there will be a car to pick you up and take you to the hotel in a while, there is a reserved room there, you have a good rest first." ”
"What's next?"
"Don't worry, wait for my instructions, you go around Yangon first, and someone will give you some cash later, and you will travel as 'public money'. ”
Meng Zitao's tone was not very good: "He Ye, you didn't say before that you would stay in Myanmar for so long. ”
He Yan smiled: "Don't worry, it won't delay you for long, besides, if the task is simple and easy, how can I pay such a big price, the sky will not drop pie for no reason." ”
Meng Zitao said: "Anyway, my time is also very precious, three days at most, if you don't have any news, I will go home." ”
He Yan just smiled, which made Meng Zitao feel relieved, and then hung up the phone.
"What did He Ye say?" Fat Chen asked after finishing the call.
Meng Zitao repeated what he said on the phone.
"God babble. Fat Chen muttered, and then said curiously: "Brother, do you think He Ye really let the three of us run to Myanmar just for a statue?"
Meng Zitao glanced at him: "Nonsense, of course things are not that simple, but I don't know what it is for." Do you know?"
Fat Chen smiled: "I have a good relationship with the Pony King, I asked him about the situation earlier, and he told me ......"
At this time, Fat Chen deliberately stopped and looked at the shopkeeper Xia next to him.
Seeing this, Shopkeeper Xia walked over instead, and said with a shy face: "Mr. Chen, we are now in the same boat, why do we have to see the outside so much?"
Fat Chen said angrily: "This brother, it's not me who sees the outside, it's you who sees the outside." You've been silent for so long along the way, have you ever spoken to us?"
Shopkeeper Xia smiled bitterly: "Mr. Chen, it's not that I'm silent, I'm afraid." ”
"Afraid of what?"
"I'm afraid of danger. ”
"Since you're scared, why did you agree to come. ”
Shopkeeper Xia smiled bitterly: "I have my own hardships, and I can't do it if I don't agree." ”
Fat Chen shook his head: "Look, you are hiding it from us, what foundation do we have for trust?"
Shopkeeper Xia hesitated: "I was poisoned, forcing me not to refuse." As for who poisoned me, I can't say, and I ask you to understand. ”
"Ahh
Shopkeeper Xia shook his head: "I don't know about this, maybe a few people will be sent, as long as one of them can be invited, and maybe even He Ye is behind it." ”
"Do you think I'll believe it?" Fat Chen sneered.
"What I said is absolutely true, otherwise there will be five thunderstorms in the sky!" shopkeeper Xia swore.
Chen Fatzi said: "Don't swear to me, as long as you can tell your mission, I will believe you." ”
Shopkeeper Xia had a bitter face: "I just don't know, I was only notified when I arrived at the destination, so I was afraid to die along the way." Mr. Chen, just tell me, what is it for this time, I thank you in advance. ”
Fat Chen stared at the shopkeeper Xia for a while, and then said, "Okay, seeing that you are so pitiful, I'll tell you." According to the Pony King, this time he came to pass on the clues of the national seal. ”
"Passing ......" Shopkeeper Xia just made a sound, and was glared back by Chen Fatzi: "What's the noise, I'm afraid others won't know!"
Shopkeeper Xia waved his hand again and again, and whispered: "Mr. Chen, I didn't mean to, but this news is too surprising, could you have heard it wrong?"
Fat Chen scolded: "I heard the wrong fart, you think I'm deaf, and I will hear this little thing wrong?!"
"No, that's not what I meant......" Shopkeeper Xia was a little incoherent.
"Okay, don't talk about it, I really don't understand, how did you start the antique business. Fat Chen muttered a few words.
Meng Zitao said: "If it is said that it is to pass on the national seal, it is not impossible to arrive, I don't know if you have heard of who the last time the national seal appeared." ”
Shopkeeper Xia pondered for a moment: "It seems to be Hou Tang Li Congke." ”
"Yes, that's him. ”
Meng Zitao said: "It is recorded in the history books that it was Shi Jingjiao who led the Khitan army to Luoyang, and the last emperor Li Congke set himself on fire on the Xuanwu Tower with the seal of the country in his arms, and the seal of the country disappeared. ”
Chen Fatzi suddenly realized: "Oh, I see, that is to say, the 'white horse and green cow' on the mural in that ancient tomb refers to this meaning." ”
Meng Zitao said: "If it is indeed the national seal, this explanation is reasonable, but who knows whether it is the national seal, if so, why did He Ye let us come over, he is not afraid that we will see the wealth?"
"What you said makes sense...... Fat Chen nodded, and was about to continue, when the person who picked them up as He Yan said on the phone had arrived.
After some exchange, they were sent to a five-star hotel in Yangon, where they were given a thick envelope filled with US dollars.
In Myanmar, the US dollar is a hard currency, a few thousand dollars, as long as it is not too extravagant, you can have fun in Yangon.
After rushing all the way, although they didn't need to drive the transportation the whole time, they were tired enough, and the servants hastily ate some things, and then rested.
There is no task for the time being, and everyone can only come to travel, so they discussed it and prepared to go to the famous attractions in Yangon first.
With a population of 8 million, Yangon has developed relatively modern, with many commercial buildings and busy traffic, and is gradually in line with international standards, and its scale and degree of development far exceed that of other cities in Myanmar that I have visited.
However, the biggest problem in Yangon is traffic jams, although there are also interchanges and expressways, but because the roads are not very wide, and many street vendors occupy the roads illegally, so the city is full of traffic jams all the time, which is a headache.
Public transportation in Yangon is really complicated for tourists, especially independent travel, because there is no subway, and secondly, the buses are all Burmese that cannot be understood, and only taxis are suitable.
However, there is no meter in Myanmar taxis, and in the interior of the city, a kilometer of distance costs about 1,000 kyats, and there will be some changes as the ride distance becomes longer.
Therefore, when taking a taxi in Myanmar, you must first negotiate the price with the taxi driver, if you don't negotiate the price, you may be "slaughtered" if you encounter a ruthless driver.
Meng Zitao and they were lucky, the taxi driver they called could speak fluent English, Meng Zitao bargained with him and chartered a day first.
Next, the taxi driver made a cameo tour guide and took them to several attractions in Yangon, and they had a great time.
When you arrive in Myanmar, you have to go to the jade market in Myanmar, and when you walk into the market, you notice that nearly 100 shops are connected one after another, which is very spectacular.
Most of the Burmese specialties are sold here, mainly jade, gemstones, amber, coral, wood carvings and ivory carvings, etc., every time you walk through a stall, the owner will enthusiastically call you, I thought this was a market for locals to do business, and after walking around, I felt that it was actually a big market for tourists to sell specialty products and handicrafts.
After visiting a few stalls, Meng Zitao felt that he had come to the wrong place, and it was difficult to see the jade jewelry he liked here, and even if he found it, the price was ridiculously expensive.
"Guo Miaolun, can you take us to the real jade market?" Meng Zitao asked.
Guo Miaolun is their chartered bus driver, he does not have the surname Guo, the Burmese only have a first name but no surname, usually add an article in front of their name to indicate gender, age, identity and status. It is called "Guo", which means elder brother, and "Wu" for elders or people of status. Therefore, you can see that many Burmese people have the surname Wu, but don't think that Wu is a big surname in Myanmar.
Guo Miaolun understood what Meng Zitao meant, and led them to an open-air jade market.
At first, Meng Zitao saw a bunch of people drinking tea and talking together, and thought it was a dragon gate array, but later inquired and found out that this was the place where the locals did jade trading and trading.
Merchants greet the officials and buyers in front of the tea stall with the rough stones, and those who are interested will sit down, and usually the buyers will skillfully pick up the torch and carefully ponder the stones, and Mencius even saw Westerners excitedly carrying several large bundles of banknotes to trade, which is quite interesting.
Chen Fatzi was interesting, and when he saw someone looking at the rough stone or jadeite, he leaned over to take a look, looking like he wanted to participate in it. However, when the merchant wanted to sell him the rough stone, he often smiled and pushed it away.
After walking around, Chen Fatzi's hands were empty, and he didn't buy anything, but Meng Zitao bought two fist-sized rough stones. As for Shopkeeper Xia, he looked absent-minded the whole time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
At noon, everyone found a place to eat, and Fat Chen glanced at Shopkeeper Xia: "What's wrong with you today, what do you think!"
The shopkeeper Xia was hesitant, looking like he wanted to say it but didn't know how to talk about it, and he saw that Chen Fat Man was angry: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, if you have a fart, the old ladies are more cheerful than you." ”