Yangon is the original capital and largest city of the Union of Myanmar, located in the richest Irrawaddy River Delta in Myanmar, is a beautiful coastal city with tropical scenery, the urban area is surrounded by water on three sides, the geographical location is very superior, known as the "City of Peace". The plane landed at Minglaladan Airport, and it was already 4 p.m. when it arrived. Li Jiahu's branch in Myanmar chartered a bus to take us to our hotel in the city.

The airport is 20 kilometers away from the city, and when you get on the bus, you find that the capital of Myanmar is like a second-tier city in China, and there are many classic cars on the road, which look like they have been pulled out of a scrap yard, making people feel like they have traveled back to a few decades ago. According to people, these cars are all antique cars from Japan and South Korea in the seventies and eighties of the last century, and some are even older, which can be traced back to World War II. I was embarrassed to hear it, and I was so embarrassed that they could still run on the road.

Compared to the second-tier cities in Myanmar, Yangon is not a bustling city, with old and low buildings, but it is more like a large park full of plants, flowers and pagodas. This is a city that combines modern civilization and history and culture, and it is also a leisurely and beautiful city, where monks with bare left shoulders and red robes are constantly seen walking barefoot in the streets, young women with "tenaka" on their faces and tube skirts chasing children, and shirtless men showing their lean flesh and smiling happily.

There was a cooing sound in the sky, and pigeons were flying.

Looking out of the car window, you will see countless gilded or white stone stupas dotted between buildings and jungles.

Boss Gu told us that the Burmese people believe in Theravada Buddhism, and no matter who they are, building a stupa is the greatest good result. The greatest wish of people in life is to build a pagoda dedicated to the Buddha. So at its peak, there were 13,000 stupas standing on the entire Bagan Plain. The years have passed, and now, all the ancient pagodas, ancient temples and ruins add up to more than 5,000.

Myanmar is rated as one of the least developed countries, but people here have faith and do not feel how terrible poverty is.

However, from the perspective of us outsiders, we can't help but feel a strong sense of pride in the motherland behind us. And this kind of pride is not found in China.

There were more than 20 people in our group, in addition to me, Zamao Xiaodao, Uncle, Boss Gu, Qin Li, Li Jiahu, Xue Rui, Xu Ming, and some Hong Kong jewelers, bodyguards, personal secretaries and other entourages. When I arrived at the hotel in the city, there was not much difference, but I could feel the strong ethnic customs. The bus from the airport, the smell was not very good, and I was a little dizzy, not to mention other pampered wealthy businessmen. It's just that due to the blockade of the West, it is difficult for Myanmar to import cars, so many times, there is money and nowhere to spend.

When I arrived at the hotel, I shared a room with Zamao Xiaodao, and Uncle had a room.

We took a shower and rested for a while, and Qin Li knocked on the door and told us to go downstairs to eat. Dinner was served at a nearby fancy restaurant, attended by those of us who knew each other, but the other businessmen who came with us had their own activities. Li Jiahu's family business has a small trading company in Yangon, which is actually an office, mainly collecting jade quotes and related transactions, so there is a manager named Guo Jiabin who is taking care of the itinerary.

It is said to be a high-end restaurant, but the decoration is not as good as my restaurant, which is mainly engaged in Burmese flavor, the dishes that come up are more oily, and it tastes a little salty and fresh, but the rice is very fragrant, the fish cooked in curry tastes very good, the cold salad is very refreshing, and the Burmese people seem to be very fond of fried food, there are fried corn, fried onions, fried bananas, fried gourds, fried shrimp on this table four fried foods, but these are fried with flour and spices, the aroma is overflowing, and the smell is very good. Boss Gu pointed to the rice in front of us and said with a smile that Burmese people like to eat very much, so the dishes they cook are salty, sour and spicy, just like our pickles in the mainland, which are easy to eat, so you should eat more and follow the customs.

We nodded and said that it seems that the life of the people of Myanmar is really unhappy, and they all live by eating pickles.

However, I ate four bowls of rice in a row that night, and it was delicious.

A circle of people gathered around the dinner table, talking about the upcoming trade fair tomorrow, Xu Jiayun explained to us, said that the 08 years of the public market has been held, but as far as the current data is concerned, the situation is not optimistic, because the military government policy behind the trade fair is changeable, and the export restrictions on high-quality jade are becoming more and more stringent, which has caused a large number of businessmen in the mainland and Hong Kong are very dissatisfied, although Burmese jade is becoming popular in the market year by year, but since 06 years, the merchants and capital to participate in the trade fair are decreasing.

To be honest, the current trade fair has been reduced to a certain extent to a certain powerful money laundering tool.

As for this fair, the scale of the fair is not large, and there are not many merchants who get news and invitations, but they are all powerful, and a group of people will come from Shantou and Fujian, as well as people from Japan and Europe, but at most there are only one or two hundred people. This time, the organizers should come up with some high-quality products to recover the trading volume that has fallen year by year. You must know that the current jade industry is almost a national pillar industry in Myanmar.

After dinner, Boss Gu, Li Jiahu and others wanted to go back to discuss the matter of tomorrow's trade fair, and asked us if we wanted to take a look around Yangon, if so, we could ask the branch to send a car, driver, and translator to us. We refused, saying that we would go out and see what Yangon had to do and experience the customs and folklore of Yangon. After dinner, we parted ways and walked along the shopping street, accompanied by Xu Ming and Xue Rui, as well as an interpreter from the Li Jiahu faction.

Xue Rui had been to Myanmar with her father, Li Jiahu, and had been hit by a glass drop on that occasion.

However, it is precisely because of that experience that Xue Rui is still a competent tour guide in Myanmar. In fact, according to the shrewdness of an old fox like Li Jiahu, he naturally knows the changes in his daughter, so many times, his discipline of his daughter is not as strict as before, even if he returns to the dangerous place of Myanmar, he actually agrees to his daughter's request.

Because he already understands that his daughter, after all, has grown up and has her own ideas and ideas, so he will let her go.

Li Jiahu is a smart father.

Lined with green trees and colorful flowers, in this exotic street, the summer night wind drifts around us, and the wind is sticky and uncomfortable. Sherry walked beside me, introducing us to the customs, economy, and politics of Myanmar, and occasionally pointing out something strange for us to pay attention to, not at all like a girl whose eyes are close to blindness.

Looking at the locals around me dressed in brightly coloured or dull national costumes, I always felt something unreal in my heart – this is a foreign country? This is Myanmar? This is Yangon, Myanmar's largest city? Well, I really think it's not as prosperous as the second-tier cities in Chinese mainland.

Xu Ming followed us and interjected, but Xue Rui was not very happy to deal with this cousin.

After a while, Xu Ming and Zamao Xiaodao fell behind, muttering. Sherry bought a lot of handicrafts on the street, including local ethnic clothes, straw hats and accessories, and I helped her carry them. It is not actually a pleasure for five old men (the translator is also a man) to go shopping with such a little girl, and we still want to go to the scene of the trade fair to see the terrain, and we don't have the heart to continue walking.

After all, we are not here to visit, and under the rule of the military junta, Myanmar's tourism is far inferior to that of neighboring Thailand.

We have only one purpose, and that is the rough stone that is said to contain a unicorn fetus.

Seeing that we were a little excited, Xue Rui asked if she didn't like it here, or else we would go to Shwedagon Pagoda tomorrow to have a look. The pagoda is more than 110 meters high, coated with more than 70 tons of gold, and it is said that eight hairs of the Buddha Shakyamuni are enshrined inside. How about it, do you want to take a look? Hey, Brother Lu Zuo, why did you stop? Sherry patted my arm and asked me strangely.

My eyes were glued to the side of a man in the crowd in front of me.

This is a very handsome young man, with slightly curly hair, and a side face that is as three-dimensional and resolute as the carving of a Renaissance master. He is wearing a summer suit, dressed in black, with the peculiar melancholy of the male protagonist of a girl's comic, and he looks particularly lonely and unsociable in this still lively street. Then, he turned his face away, stared at me quietly, and smiled.

This smile is not a smile between old friends who have been reunited for a long time, but with a condescending overlook.

His eyes were like chilled mineral water, cold to the core.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao followed from behind, and when he saw this annoying boy, his fists clenched, and he said, Damn, why is this kid?

Yes, this guy is indeed an old acquaintance of ours, the Japanese kid Katowara II who stole grass in the Ejo Botanical Garden. This guy with a "bright and sad" appearance, except for a little cool, is harmless to humans and animals, but I have seen his fierce performance in the botanical garden at that time, killing people without blinking, and his behavior afterwards is really arrogant, looking like a special citizen. After that, we had a fight in a private club, and I wasn't very good at fighting at the time, so I relied on brute strength, and I suffered a dark loss, and I was suppressed by this guy with judo, and I was humiliated, and then I immediately got back to the field and beat this stinky guy hard.

There is a grudge between us, and this grudge cannot be reconciled.

Of course, it was also from that time that Lao Xiao and I began a real and unreserved friendship.

We looked at each other, and then Katowara walked up to me step by step, nodded his head, and said Lu Jun, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect to be on the streets of Yangon, and we met again.