The media outside is gone, and the news effect is gone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The info auction house doesn't seem to have much urge to keep Fu Hao anymore. So the boss readily agreed.

The two drivers who were sent out were an older surnamed Niu and a younger one surnamed Fan. When the two of them appeared in front of Fu Hao, they both had a little bit of unhappiness to work overtime.

It's just that in front of a cow like Fu Hao, they don't dare to show it. It's just that after meeting, I kept asking, "Mr. Fu, where are you going to drive the car?" ”

A two-front motorhome is actually more difficult to drive because it has two drivers driving together on the two heads of the car that are parallel.

As for the route, Fu Hao had an afternoon to spare. He asked the Red Queen to calculate a route that would avoid most pedestrians based on the traffic flow at the intersections between 7 and 11 o'clock over the past few years. Everything has already been arranged.

It was just dark.

The back door of the auction house opened. Under the cover of night, Fu Hao drove the red Ferrari F430 out first.

Luxury jumbo motorhome, follow behind.

Prior to this, Fu Hao had put the other four cars in the belly of the RV, and the huge red RV was like a huge moving castle at this time.

Fu Hao's destination is Nongshan.

That place is one of the cultural attractions that Donghu City has been hyping up in recent years. Legend has it that Yandi Shennong tasted herbs there.

Of course, these things were also forcibly excavated by the Donghu Municipal Government in order to find economic growth points after the reform. Before that, Nozan was basically a deserted place (and still there is no one left).

And for these things that are not qualitative in history, many regions will play the same banner as long as they have something to do with it. Therefore, in addition to Donghu City, there is also a city called Cangxiang City in the north, and it is also firmly believed that Emperor Yan tasted herbs in a local place called Nongshan in their local area. I also found a bunch of myths and legends as evidence, and kept applying to the state.

The two sides have been fighting for decades, and because there is no result, and both sides are not willing to give in, so they have established so-called cultural landscapes on their own turf. Then they all frantically advertised that their mountain was the place where Shennong's family tasted a hundred herbs. They engage in verbal wars in the newspapers at every turn, and sometimes they even go to the people's congress to fight endlessly.

The struggle for the place of origin of culture seems to have become a struggle for the throne, a serious thing that can only exist once. But the problem is that there is absolutely no historical evidence to determine the situation. The fight is endless. The evidence that seems to be conclusive, but has no substance, also gives headaches to the higher-level officials, as if everyone has a lot of evidence, and it seems that they are all talking nonsense. So it's not a batch, and it's not a batch.

Of course, the reason why Fu Hao chose this place was only because it was indeed very barren.

Except for the Qingming Festival, basically no one in Donghu City comes. There are usually no human hair in a radius of 100 miles.

Two drivers drove the huge RV. I followed him, but the more I went, the more confused I became.

One of the older ones called Fu Hao and asked, "Sir, where are we going?" ”

He originally thought that Fu Hao was going to go to a luxurious villa or the parking lot of a big hotel, or a very wonderful place. But as a local, he obviously knows very well what the place will be if he goes on like this.

And Fu Hao said very clearly on the phone, "Go to Nongshan." The driver's face changed, but because they had been taken care of by the boss, they must be sent to the place Fu Hao said, so he couldn't say anything. After talking to the other driver.

The slightly older man couldn't help but call Fu Hao and say, "Do you know that place?" ”

"Donghu City Cultural Scenic Area."

The driver said bitterly, "Before the reform and opening up, for a long time, it was set as the first place in the pre-selection of crematoriums in our Donghu City. Because it is far away from residential areas, it does not pollute life. Later, it was canceled again because of the Shennong Cultural Scenic Area. Otherwise, it's a crematorium......"

He said this, Fu Hao could only smile knowingly, "But I heard that it is a famous place for Shennong to taste a hundred herbs, and the scenery must be good." Where I want to spend a fantastic night. ”

The two drivers looked at each other through the driver's window for a few seconds, and then they had to keep up with the car.

From the original city to the city, there were street lights along the road, and there was no light except for the car lights. Fortunately, in recent years, the government has been grabbing the name of cultural scenic spots. The road is still well repaired. But it's really reluctant to say that there is any good scenery in this place.

On the dark mountain road, after driving for at least half an hour, Fu Hao stopped. When several people got out of the car.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the graves are all over the ground. are all accurate descriptions of such places.

The surroundings are extremely quiet, because even ordinary people can hear the sound of trains from kilometers around. In the distance, in the wild pond, there was the sound of birds purring. It's exactly like the scene in a ghost movie.

The two drivers were both smoking cigarettes in their mouths. The red fire flashed and flickered, and it is said that the smoke has a stimulant effect, and it can also strengthen the courage and prevent ghosts from being confused. So those old drivers tend to smoke a sprig when they drive at night.

"Is it right here?" The older driver asked.

Fu Hao nodded, and then happily said to them, "I'm going to spend the night here tonight." What a wonderful place. ”

The two men with cigarettes turned a little pale. Fu Hao could understand their body language, which roughly meant saying, "What should we do with the two of us?" ”

So Fu Hao then said to the older man, you don't have to worry, I will drive you back to China first, find a place where you can get in the car.

"It doesn't matter if you're here alone?" The young driver seems to have a conscience.

Fu Hao said solemnly, "Isn't there this kind of car just to spend the night in the wild?" ”

The older driver secretly tugged at the young driver's sleeve. And the man spoke no more.

Fu Hao put down the Hummer H2 in his garage. Then he drove the two drivers back.

Nothing to say all the way.

Fu Hao drove the car until Qingdongkou, where there were more people, and stopped. After parking, he gave two people a red envelope of 1,000 yuan each.

The two men had been working under the owner of the auction house. On this day, I thought it was in vain. Fortunately, it was only a long experience to do things for the moat, but I didn't expect to give one person a thousand.

1000 yuan is not too much in this era, but the problem is definitely not too little. In most cases, some fairly high-level health care charges are the same price.

So the expressions of the two people immediately rose with joy. The young driver opened his mouth and wanted to say something. Fu Hao guessed that he might have intended to warn that the mountain was prone to haunting.

But Fu Hao didn't plan to talk nonsense anymore. He closed the door. Then reverse, and then race all the way back.

The car drove back to the barren mountains and graves, and the big red double-headed RV was waiting for him on the flat ground by the side of the road. (To be continued.) )