After watching the video taken by Zheng Jing in the rainforest, Chief Duode said happily: "You are really worthy of being a person who has been to so many countries, and you can actually live in the rainforest for two days."

Hearing Chief Duode's words, Zheng Jing put down the camera and took out his phone.

Opening the video shot in the Maca tribe, Duode's expression became serious after reading it.

"You shot this in the forest?"

Dord asked.

Zheng Jing nodded and said, "Yes, this video was filmed by me in the Maca tribe."

The Maca tribe? "Chief Duod wondered what tribe the Maka tribe was.

Zheng Jing told Duode what he knew.

After listening to what Zheng Jing said, Duode didn't react, and said with a frown: "Migrated in more than four hundred years ago?" It's really an ancient tribe. But why did they migrate to the rainforest? ”

"That's what I wondered, and I don't know why the Maca tribe moved to the rainforest.

It stands to reason that you should move to the plains, not to the rainforest. ”

Duode touched the scepter in his hand and shook his head: "It's not clear, after all, so many years have passed."

"I don't know if there is a message from the chief in our village?"

Dord shook his head, no.

Zheng Jing saw Duode shaking his head, and was a little disappointed in his heart, it seems that the origin of the Maca tribe is difficult to know.

Spent the night in the village.

Early the next morning, Zheng Jing left the village.

When he arrived in Sanga Village, Zheng Jing did not see Bloom and his sister.

While resting on the side of the road, Zheng Jing heard from the truck driver that there was war in the northern part of the Democratic Republic of the Congo.

Many large cities in the north have begun to chaos again.

Because of the war, the business of these truck drivers has decreased a lot.

The pressure of their families forced them to come to the South at the risk of being shot.

Zheng Jing took out his mobile phone and searched for international news, and on yesterday's news, Zheng Jing saw a war about the Democratic Republic of the Congo proper.

Seeing what was written on these news, Zheng Jing felt that a storm was coming.

He had to leave the DRC as soon as possible.

If he leaves late, he feels like he can't get out.

By the time I got back to the Pullman Kinsa Sa Grande, more than three hours had passed.

He first returned the car, and then he opened another room at the front desk.

When I came to the room, I went to the bathroom and took a shower.

Coming out of the bathroom, Zheng Jing lay on the bed and took out his mobile phone to buy a ticket to France tomorrow.

At night.

When he came back from eating at the restaurant, while scrolling through Douyin, Zheng Jing saw that some netizens sent him a private message asking him to start a live broadcast.

Start a live stream?

Are you kidding.

It's good that he can post videos, and he also starts live broadcasts.

Don't even think about it.

directly blocked this person, and Zheng Jing happily brushed up the video again.

At nine a.m. the next day, the plane to Paris, France, took off from Kinsa Njili International Airport.

After more than four hours of flight, the plane landed safely at Charles de Gaulle Airport.

I went to the departure hall and found the ticket office to ask about the flight to India.

"Hello, may I ask you about the flight to New Delhi, India today."

"Please wait a minute, I'll show you."

"Hello sir, there is a flight to New Delhi, India, at seven o'clock this evening."

"Seven o'clock? So are there any flights to Bangladesh? Hearing that it would have to wait until seven o'clock in the evening, Zheng Jing asked again if there was a flight to Dhaka.

"Bangladesh is it? I'll show you, don't worry. ”

The conductor looked it up on the computer and said, "Sorry sir, there is no flight to Bangladesh."

No? Do you want to wait until the 7 p.m. flight?

It's just over one o'clock in the afternoon, and there are still six hours to go.

No, I've been waiting too long.

"Which country was the last flight to Southeast Asia?"

"Sir, the nearest flight is Bangkok, Thailand, and the next flight is at 1:30 p.m., with twenty minutes to go."

Bangkok is not very far from Bangladesh, so you can go here first.

"Can you help me see if there is a ticket for this flight to Bangkok?"

"I showed you, there are still places in the ordinary class and first class, I don't know what type you buy?"

"I'll buy a first-class ticket."

After buying the ticket, Zheng Jing came to the boarding gate and waited.

Finding a place to sit down, Zheng Jing took out food from his backpack and ate it.

This foreign in-flight meal is really not delicious, and it is difficult for him to swallow.

It's still delicious to bring yourself.

Twenty minutes passed quickly.

Check in and get on the plane and find your spot with the flight attendant.

"Sir, may I ask you for anything?"

Zheng Jing waved his hand, glanced at the aunt and said, "No thanks."

"Young man, are you from Huaxia?"

At this time, Zheng Jing suddenly heard someone next to him ask him in Chinese.

Zheng Jing turned his head and found that it was an old man with gray hair who spoke, although the old man had gray hair, his face was ruddy and he looked healthy.

"Yes, old man, are you returning to China? Still is? ”

When the old man heard that Zheng Jing was from China, he smiled straight and bearded.

"It's good to be from Huaxia, and the two of us can talk along the way."

"My name is Wu Shixun, I don't know what little brother is called."

"Hello Wu Lao, my name is Zheng Jing."

"Zheng Jing? You've got a good name. ”

"Xiao Zheng, it's okay for me to call you that, right?"

"Absolutely."

"You're going to school in Paris?" Oh asked.

"Hahaha, no, I'm going to Congo, isn't this a transit in Paris."

Zheng Jing said with a smile.

Hearing that Zheng Jing went to the Congo, Wu Shixun was obviously very curious and asked, "I heard that the Congo is very chaotic, is it true?"

Thinking of what he encountered on the way to the rainforest, Zheng Jing nodded: "No, it's too chaotic, not only did I encounter people who blocked the road and asked for money, but also gangsters who robbed me."

"Hey, it's so dangerous, it's so dangerous, how can you go there." Wu Shixun didn't expect Congo to be so dangerous, and wondered why Zheng Jing went there at such a young age.

"You may not believe it, but I went there for a tour."

Hearing Zheng Jing's words, Wu Shixun had an expression on his face that you were joking.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Zheng Jing didn't say anything, and asked, "Are you here to travel to France or?"

"No, I'm here for the auction."

Auctions?

"Oh, I don't know what the auction is?" Zheng Jing was curious, which reminded him of Sotheby's auction in the UK, but he remembered that it had been almost a month.

Seeing that Zheng Jing was so curious about the auction, Wu Shixun patiently told Zheng Jing.

"I don't know which auction company organized it?" Zheng Jing asked curiously after listening.

Wu Shixun said: "It was organized by Sotheby's in the United Kingdom."

"Sotheby's? Didn't Sotheby's hold an auction in the UK last month? ”

Wu Shixun said in surprise: "Xiao Zheng, do you also know about the auction held by Sotheby's in the UK last month?"

"Of course, their president, Roman, invited me to participate, and I didn't have time to turn it down."

Seeing Zheng Jing's calm face, Wu Shixun suddenly regretted what he said at the beginning.

It's too much of a pretense.

Many people who want to participate in the auction have no way, you are good, but you don't go when someone else invites you.

Wu Shixun also thought that what Zheng Jing said was false, but he Sotheby's did hold an auction in the UK last month, and the head of Asia at Sotheby's was still called Roman.

I didn't expect to be blind.

Wu Shixun thought a lot in his heart for a moment.

Zheng Jing saw that Wu Shixun's face was a little bad, and asked with concern: "Old Wu, are you okay?" I don't think your face is good. ”

The First Clan

Wu Shixun waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

After a pause, Wu Shixun said, "Xiao Zheng, you also know antiques?"

Zheng Jing shook his head: "I don't know much about antiques, I can only say that I have just entered the industry."

"Old Wu, looking at your age, you should have been playing antiques for many years, right?"

Wu Shixun recalled for a moment and said slowly: "It's been more than 40 years."

"How old are you?"

"I can't talk about longevity, I'm only sixty-eight years old this year, and I'm still a young man, hahaha."

Saying that, Wu Shixun himself couldn't help laughing.

Zheng Jing couldn't imagine that this old man he had just met had such a side, so he decided to get acquainted.

Along the way, Zheng Jing and Wu Shixun chatted happily.

After knowing that Wu Shixun had played antiques for more than 40 years, Zheng Jing seized this opportunity to ask for advice on what he didn't understand.

Wu Shixun saw the complete analysis of the porcelain that Zheng Jing took out of his backpack, and he admired Zheng Jing's studiousness.

When he got off the plane, Wu Shixun pulled him and asked him to go to Guangzhou to play with him after returning to Huaxia.

He also said to introduce his granddaughter to him.

The two exchanged their numbers with each other, added WeChat, and separated.

After looking at the time, it is so late, it seems that there is no flight to Bangladesh today.

Coming to the ticket office, Zheng Jing bought a ticket to fly to Dhaka, the capital of Bangladesh, tomorrow afternoon.

Because he came to Thailand last time, when he came to the visa office, Zheng Jing said that he would be on his plane tomorrow, and the staff of the visa office still signed him for seven days, and said that he should have a good time.

Hearing the words "have fun", Zheng Jing suddenly thought of what netizens said in the video comment area, and showed a smile that all men understand.

Took a taxi to Siam Square and stayed at the hotel I stayed at last time.

…………

When he left the next day, Zheng Jing felt relaxed all over, and I have to say that the place introduced by netizens is good, and there are too many girls in it.

I heard that the girls here are not the best, and when you come here in the future, you must try the best.

Coming to the airport, Zheng Jing sat on a chair at the boarding gate and waited.

After waiting for more than 20 minutes, the plane to Dhaka, the capital of Bangladesh, finally began to board.

Under the leadership of the flight attendant, Zheng Jing asked the flight attendant for a glass of Sprite.

"Sir, here's your soda."

After receiving the soda handed over by the flight attendant, Zheng Jing suddenly felt that there was something more in his hand.

Raising her head and glancing at the good-looking flight attendant, she smiled.

When the flight attendant left, Zheng Jing spread his hand and saw a piece of paper under the soda.

Above is a phone number.

After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Jing crumpled up the paper with the phone number and put it in his pocket.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Zheng Jing felt the plane shake for a moment, and then soared straight into the sky.

I have that kind of mountain voyage feeling.

After more than three hours in the air, the plane landed safely at Dhaka International Airport.