Holding his upper body high, Heibao pretended to wait for the wizard to finish reading, and then turned around solemnly.! Under the eyes of these primitive natives who were extremely pious, they wandered into the depths of the jungle.

Hei Bao figured out the true face of the mysterious killing, and in the same way, such a strange thing happened to Hei Bao, which made Zeng Rong's mind start to come alive.

A super master oAh, he actually started worshipping, and the object is a black treasure, such a thing must be used o! This is also the kind of wizard who belongs to the primitive religion, and the wizard of the primitive witch cult who worships nature as a god can do such a move. In fact, it is also very important that this wizard regarded him as a gift from the gods of nature!

It's rare that there is a super master who worships the black treasure, which doesn't use white and doesn't use o! Feeling pleasantly surprised, Black Treasure went to sleep under the base camp of the United States.

Now on the African continent, Heibao does not have to take on the important task of manufacturing special metals, which is also a rare leisure for Heibao.

A special plane of the Burmese government parked at the capital airport in China. Huang Tao, Qi Cong led the diplomatic corps of Myanmar's political government, from this flying frame, of course, this team is huge, in addition to the economic talent, the military talent, as well as the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Agriculture, for Myanmar, this diplomatic trip, is a broad cooperation trip!

At the airport, a large number of SWAT fighters were standing guard, and cars with special signs were parked in a long line.

Hu Min and Zhu Lu, Lin Yun wanted to preside over the overall situation in China, so they didn't follow, but Huang Tao's identity in Myanmar is the identity of the prime minister of a country, and basically anything can be decided on the spot when such a lineup visits.

What's more, in this group of entrants, there is Zeng Rong.

Mixed in this diplomatic team, Zeng Rong's nominal position is an adviser, but only those who really understand the political pattern of Myanmar can know, in fact, in this diplomatic team, what can really be done is Zeng Rong!

Mixed in the team of almost hundreds of people, under Zeng Rong's restraint, Zeng Rong was inconspicuous.

After a period of superficial greetings between the two sides, a huge motorcade carrying the Burmese diplomatic delegation headed for the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse.

Diaoyutai State Guesthouse, as the name suggests, is a hotel dedicated to entertaining foreign guests.

Zeng Rong is nothing, Huang Tao is imaginative, Diaoyutai State Guesthouse, this kind of legendary place, now they can be invited to stay, and they live in the most noble, the eighteenth building dedicated to entertaining heads of state!

Of course, the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse has been opened to the public, and those who have money can live and have a good time, but it is not possible to be invited to live in a state guesthouse by being invited by the government.

Not to mention Building 18.

In the evening, the second head of Huaguo held a grand state banquet to entertain the Burmese guests.

When he raised his glass and touched No. 2 of the Commander-in-Chief's national affairs, Huang Tao set off a huge wave in his heart! In just a few years, he Huang Tao has transformed from a down-and-out worker in China into an object that can sit on an equal footing with the second chief.

Looking back at the man who gave him all this, Zeng Rong was sitting at the table on the side, only caring about eating and drinking.

According to the requirements of the Burmese side, this time the Chinese government only treated Zeng Rong as an ordinary job in public, and it is obvious that the relevant Chinese side has done a good job in one aspect.

Looking at the gorgeous banquet hall, Zeng Rong could still remember that the last time he came to Huaguo, it was only a military leader who received him, and this time he came, it was the No. 2 Führer.

In less than a year! That's changed so much.

But this is not surprising, at that time, Zeng Rong represented only a local separatist regime in Myanmar and a vice chairman of the Military Commission, which was completely over-standard treatment. But now, on the surface, Myanmar is also a foreign visit by the head of state, and according to international practice, the Chinese side has to be personally received by a head of state of the same status in China.

At the same time that Huang Tao looked at Zeng Rong, the No. 2 Führer also looked over, smiled and raised a glass to Zeng Rong to show humility. The No. 2 head of state knew very well in his heart that in fact, in this banquet, the heaviest weight was not Huang Tao, and Zeng Rong, who was sitting in that inconspicuous position!

Raising the cup, Zeng Rong also smiled and smiled! A hearty smile immediately appeared on the face of the second chief.

Zeng Rong didn't care about this kind of false name at all, and even, the No. 2 head of Huaguo was nothing more than that in Zeng Rong's heart! Zeng Rong knew that no matter how powerful No. 2 was, it was just a normal entry, and his longevity was only a hundred years, but Zeng Rong knew that after fusing the crystal skull, he had completely departed from the normal realm.

From the perspective of the essence of life, Zeng Rong is far from being comparable to No. 2. Fused with a crystal skull, vaguely, Zeng Rong felt that he was looking at the ordinary, and he had a feeling of looking down! It's a wonderful feeling, looking down on all beings, and it's a feeling that can only be born in the heart of things that is holy and king!

Since the beginning of the second year, the Burmese side and the Chinese side have been engaged in various tense negotiations.

The relationship between strategic partners is good, but in such a diplomatic situation, all parties are still very concerned about their own interests!

It's a huge, all-encompassing collaboration. With Myanmar in its hands on sovereignty, many things are much easier to talk about, and legitimate cooperation and transactions between countries are no longer as secretive as before.

Compared with the busy work of the Myanmar diplomatic corps, Zeng Rong is quite idle, and even plays around when accompanied by relevant Chinese workers. Zeng Rong is a person who knows how to let go of power, and similarly, Zeng Rong dares to let it go.

In order to take care of Zeng Rong, the real king of Myanmar, the relevant departments of China quickly formulated a plan and specially sent Zeng Rong to play around.

While Huang Tao was busy with various things, Zeng Rong was sitting on a special plane or a special train, playing everywhere.

According to the arrangement, after Zeng Rong finished his tour of the scenic spots in the southern urban area, he went to the arranged Green Wave Corridor of the City God Temple for dinner at noon.

The Green Wave Corridor is actually a state-run catering company, which makes Zeng Rong feel very surprised! After thinking about it for a while, maybe only in a place like the capital, where there are many departments, there are a large number of catering companies that are still state-run.

Among the more than a dozen exquisite dishes, Zeng Rong took a fancy to a bowl of soup at a glance. After tasting it carefully, Zeng Rong immediately praised it, this bowl of chicken blood the size of a bean, duck blood, and yellow particles the size of a bean rolled down his throat, and for a while, the tender, fragrant, fresh, and hot feeling rushed into his body, making Zeng Rong feel comfortable all over his body.

At first glance, this dish is called **duck blood soup.

"It's delicious! Anything else? Bring me another bowl. Zeng Rong said to the accompanying staff beside him.

"General Zeng wait a minute, I'll go and talk to the person in charge." Hearing Zeng Rong ask, the main escort immediately stood up and ran to find the person in charge.

Before this escort came, Zeng Rong felt anxious again.

"I'll go to the bathroom." Zeng Rong hurriedly said to the other escorts around him.

Seeing that these escorts were about to stand up, Zeng Rong hurriedly said, "You eat first, I'll just find it myself!" Zeng Rong was really embarrassed, and he had to be accompanied by a few people in the bathroom.

Huaguo's hospitality work is very good, but at some times, it also makes Zeng Rong feel a little unbearable!

Along the sign, Zeng Rong turned around, and suddenly passed by a courtyard, this yard is also quite strange, there are hundreds of chickens piled up in it, and there are a few people dressed as chefs who are still killing chickens!

Hundreds of chickens were piled up into a hill, and there were still some chickens moving on it, Zeng Rong suddenly remembered a story he had seen before.

Legend has it that Kou Zhun, a famous minister of the Song Dynasty, lived a luxurious life and liked to eat a dish, which was specially cut off from the palm of the chicken's feet and used for stir-frying, and hundreds of chickens were used up in one dish. And this Kou Zhun likes this dish very much, and he has to eat it once from time to time, so that in the courtyard of Kou Zhun's kitchen, he often faces Jishan!

Could it be that this dish is also being made here? Zeng Rong thought in his heart, quickly solved the internal emergency, and when Zeng Rong came back by the way, he was interested, and ran to the yard to ask the chef who was slaughtering chickens.

"Master, what are you doing here, you need so many chickens!" Zeng Rong asked.

The chef looked up at Zeng Rong, a standard Mandarin speaker, and Hua Jin's touch, and he told the truth for a while.

"Here comes a Burmese official! It is a political task to be entertained well! We prepared a good chicken and duck blood soup. ”。

"How many chickens are needed for this soup?" Zeng Rong asked.

"Hey, I don't usually need it, but since the above explanation is a political task, we have to make the best thing, right? The most difficult part of this chicken and duck blood soup is this chicken egg! The chef pointed to a bunch of large and small, like egg yolks, that had been taken out of the hen's belly, and these were the eggs that were supposed to grow into eggs in the hen's belly.

"To make the best chicken and duck blood soup, we have to make a chicken egg of the same size and shape, and to make such a standard chicken egg, we have to kill one or two hundred hens!" The chef said. While talking, he nagged and said, "First I said that I came here yesterday, and I prepared a bowl yesterday, but I couldn't call me again!" A bowl of good chicken and duck blood soup was lost, and we killed more than 100 chickens again to make a bowl, but the Burmese official was addicted to drinking, and we had to kill more than 100 chickens again! ”。 (To be continued)

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