At ten o'clock in the evening, a tiger head ran out of Huafu. Travel from Chiang Mai to Nong Khai and travel overland into Vientiane, Laos.

Entering the customs is still so simple, even though it is already early in the morning, you can still see a lot of scalpers on the side of the bridge.

They all serve stowaways. It's just that now this car is not used. Because when Jiang Yang left Chiang Mai, Hua Youdao gave Jiang Yang a thing.

It was a piece in front of the windshield

"Passes". A total of six countries' languages are written on it, what is it, Jiang Yang can't understand it, and Zu Shengdong can't understand it.

Hua Youdao said, this is a necessary license for all big brothers in Southeast Asia. Also called a master pass.

As long as you have this pass, you can go all the way in any country in Southeast Asia.

Not to mention that the traffic police are on duty to check the car, and even the customs points into various countries can only be released in a slippery manner. Sure enough, when the tiger head rushed into Vientiane, Laos, the original pass had already been closed and rested.

When the two officers on duty outside saw the pass, they immediately returned to the duty room to report something.

Two minutes later, the gate opened at three o'clock in the morning. It was only opened once, and the three of them were allowed to pass, and then retreated again.

Others who want to enter the country through normal means can only wait until the next morning, or smuggle them into the country through scalpers.

A lot of the roads here are rotten and muddy. Even many national highways are potholed asphalt roads, which are very uneven.

The chassis of the tiger head is not high, and the workmanship of the Mercedes-Benz is rough, after tossing and turning on this kind of bad road for a night, it is obviously a little powerless.

It was this time that Jiang Yang was determined to build a car. And when the sky was hazy, he deliberately called Anmei.

As soon as the phone was connected, Jiang Yang spoke: "Second sister, you have to hurry up the matter of building a car, the sample car that I showed me last time is not good." According to the plan, our first batch of cars should be launched now. An Mei responded: "Within three days, the sample car can reach the Shenzhen port." Jiang Yang said: "Send a few cars to Xishuangbanna and transfer them to Southeast Asia." ”

"As long as these cars can pass the run-in in Southeast Asia, then the quality will definitely pass." Anmei responded: "Okay, I'll arrange it immediately." After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yang, Zu Shengdong and Bancun ate some rice noodles on the edge of the Mekong River.

The breakfast stalls in Laos were interesting. Not only are there some simple rice noodles and porridge, but there are also many barbecue stalls.

The grilled things are strange and very different from the domestic beef and mutton skewers. Bancun looked closer, and was suddenly taken aback.

I saw an old woman roasting in her hands, and it turned out to be a string of rats and a string of insects.

"Sabaidi." When the old woman saw Bancun, she politely greeted her in Laotian. Bancun clasped his hands together: "Sabaidi Sabaidi." ”

"Can I eat this thing?" The old woman didn't understand, but just handed the string of rats into Bancun's hand. Bancun was startled, and quickly ran back to the stall, drinking porridge and rice noodles, not daring to wander around anymore.

This scene made many local women laugh, making Bancun's old face flush with shame.

"These old ladies."

"Laugh at me." Bancun lowered his head to drink the soup and muttered. Jiang Yang tore open a piece of fried dough sticks and stuffed it into his mouth, felt the refreshing breeze by the river, and said, "Isn't there a steak there, you can eat something else." The head shook like a rattle: "Forget it, those beef and rats and bugs are all mixed together and roasted, I can't eat it." Zu Shengdong said: "Roasted rats are a local delicacy. Bancun squinted at Zu Shengdong: "Food, why don't you eat it." Zu Shengdong didn't think so, he went directly to the stall and took a skewer of roast mice, bit off a piece of mouse meat with his teeth in front of Bancun, and then stared at Bancun and chewed it gently.

Ban Cun was shocked, his eyes were round, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"It's delicious." Zu Shengdong said, and handed the string of rats to Ban Cun. Bancun opened his mouth, only to feel that his stomach was tumbling and he almost vomited.

Quickly covered his mouth with his right hand and dodged towards the back. Zu Shengdong was serious and moved forward again: "It's really delicious." Bancun waved his hand: "Take it away, Brother Dong, please." Zu Shengdong was happy: "A big man of more than one meter and nine, afraid of mice, you are not bullshit." Seeing that Bancun was really afraid, he stopped scaring him and took the string of rats back.

Ban Cun was relieved, looked at the women who were setting up stalls around to sell breakfast, and said curiously: "Brother, I found that all the people who come out to work are women." ”

"You see that rice noodle maker is only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, right?"

"There are also roadside stalls selling vegetables and doing manual work, and all of them are women." Ban Cun was curious: "Isn't there a man in this country?" Zu Shengdong smiled after hearing this: "Men are sleeping at home, so they won't get up at this point." Bancun was stunned: "Don't the men in this country work?" ”

"What do you do?" Zu Shengdong said: "Here, women generally support the family, and the identity of men and women is just the opposite of our country. ”

"Women are outside, men are inside."

"That is to say, most of the women get up early and come out to make money, and the men do housework at home, or they drink every day, get drunk and dream of death." The board was shocked.

Zu Shengdong continued: "The men in this small country are very lazy, and they can mix day by day. In addition, there are more women and fewer men here, so in order to find men, most of the women compare who is more diligent than whom, and who can make money more than whom. ”

"The most important thing is that the men here have nothing to pursue."

"Most men's dream is to become a monk and go to a temple."

"In this way, men are quite precious animals here." Bancun sighed: "It's too early to get married." Jiang Yang was happy when he heard this: "It's too late for you to leave now." Ban Cun shook his head: "All the money I saved is in Yu Na's hands, forget it......" Jiang Yang and Ban Cun laughed after hearing this, and the women who set up the stall also laughed when they saw the three of them laughing.

The atmosphere by the river was nice and the cheerful atmosphere made everyone relaxed and happy. Just as the three of them were laughing, they suddenly found that the faces of these women who were setting up stalls were nervous at the same time, the smiles on their faces disappeared, and they were busy with their own work with their heads bowed.

A camouflage jeep stopped on the side of the road, and from it came a middle-aged man in gray pants and a floral shirt.

Looking at the figure and appearance, he is a Chinese person. He was followed by two young men carrying AKs on their backs, who seemed to be his bodyguards.

The man was in his forties, had a fierce complexion, and did not look like a good person. He first ordered some food in Laotian, then lifted his pants and strode towards the table on Jiang Yang's side.

Smelling of alcohol, I can smell it from across a table. It looks like it's a hangover, yes. He seemed to notice the three people at the other table.

"Huaxia?" The man lit a cigarette and looked at the three of them and asked. Jiang Yang nodded slightly: "Yes." The man laughed after hearing this, took out three cigarettes from the cigarette case, and threw them at Jiang Yang and the others.

Jiang Yang, Zu Shengdong, and Bancun subconsciously reached out to catch it.

"When did you come?" The man smoked a cigarette, stood up and walked to the table, and sat down next to Jiang Yang.

The smell of alcohol was overwhelming, accompanied by a thick smell of sweat. Jiang Yang smiled politely: "It's been a few days since I came." The man haha, put his right hand on Jiang Yang's shoulder, smoked a cigarette and said: "They all call me Brother Three-Eyed, and if there is anything in Laos in the future, mention Brother Three-Eyed's name!" The three-eyed brother covers you. After that, his right hand slapped Jiang Yang's shoulder heavily: "Understood, brother!" "Every move of the man is full of charlatanism.

As he spoke, his right leg was still shaking, and the whole table was fighting. Zu Shengdong and Bancun glanced at each other, obviously shocked by the sudden scene.

Jiang Yang picked up the napkin on the table and wiped the corners of his mouth. Then he turned his head to look at the man and smiled slightly: "Understood, Brother Three-Eyed." ”