Global Treasure Hunting: From Penniless to Billionaire

After a phone call to confirm, the old man Li finally believed what Ai Qingrou said was true, and sighed with emotion: "Oh, the world is impermanent and the situation is changing. I didn't expect my old man, but I still can't see through it at first.

Forget it, just follow what you said, transport these stones back to China, I, Li Yaonan, will still be buried in my homeland after all. "

Ai Qingrou was overjoyed.

The young man was also ecstatic. He was already tired of staying in this small place. Now that the old man is willing to move his nest, it is a long drought for him. He rushed out and contacted the truck forklift...

Li Yaonan looked at Zhao An with a smile, and said: "This little brother is young, his eyesight is not simple, I don't know who he studied under."

What Zhao An could say, he had no choice but to evade, "It was taught by the gods in the dream."

Li Yaonan saw that he didn't want to say more, so he sneered and said: "Hehe, the old man has seen a lot, so it's fine if you don't want to talk."

Not long after, a young man came with a forklift and a few workers, and Zhao An and others went outside to make room for them to pack.

Zhao An found an opportunity and said to Ai Qingrou: "Since your purpose of this trip has been achieved and you are about to leave for the country, let's part here."

Ai Qingjudao: "I'm really sorry, what about the commission?"

Zhao An thought for a while, and said: "The commission is considered to be the two stones. It's convenient for you later, just call me. I can trust your character. This time we're going to play around in Burma, and then we'll get back to you." Consider going back."

Ai Qingrou smiled and said: "It's all fun, if you get something good later, just don't forget about me."

After bidding farewell to Ai Qingrou, Wang Bing started a new journey with Zhao An and Li Zhiyuan in his car.

Since he no longer specifically looks for jade, Zhao An's itinerary is much more free now, and there is no fixed place, just go wherever you want, just be happy.

Myanmar is known as the son of the Creator, and there are also called "beggars sitting on the golden mountain". The domestic mineral resources are extremely rich, especially gemstone minerals.

Myanmar is famous for its rich variety and high quality of gemstones. In addition to emeralds, there are also precious varieties such as reds, sapphires, and diamonds.

Zhao An and the others changed their itinerary and turned northwest to the northern Shan State and Kachin State, which are the main producing areas of gemstone mines in Myanmar.

In the evening, the three of them finally arrived in Myitkyina, found a hotel there, and stayed.

Li Zhiyuan went to bed early after a day of running around.

Zhao An was still very energetic, lying on the bed, playing with his real eyes, looking for those unowned and undiscovered gem deposits in Myanmar.

It is said that Myanmar is worthy of being the real son of the Creator. With Zhao An's real eyes, there are more than ten kinds of gem deposits discovered, and the quantity and quality are still very high.

Needless to say, red sapphire emerald, as well as amber, spinel, zircon, tourmaline, amethyst, peridot and so on.

Of course, many production areas are occupied by the state or private mine owners, and there are also those that have not been discovered, lying quietly in the deep mountains and old forests, waiting to be born, stunning the eyes of the world.

And Zhao An's goal is to excavate these unknown gem deposits, let their beauty be recognized by the world, and put the money in his pocket by the way.

The next morning, after breakfast, the three of them continued on their way.

Zhao An chose the goal, which is to go to Mogok, where the rubies are of high quality and the price is attractive,

There are several undiscovered ore deposits, Zhao An wants to see if there is a chance to win the mining rights there.

The car drove between the mountains and valleys, admiring the natural scenery of Myanmar along the way, and the young couple were very happy.

'boom'.

There was a loud explosion in the distance, echoing in the ears of the three of them like the sound of New Year's firecrackers.

"There are gunshots!"

Wang Bing slammed on the brakes and parked the car on the side of the road.

Then, another burst of gunshots sounded like fried beans, and the three of them couldn't help but tense up.

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The sound that followed was more exciting and tense. In addition to the dense gunfire, there were also the screams of rockets, grenades, and the explosion of howitzers.

Just when Wang Bing was about to turn around, a car roared from the corner, bumped crookedly on the hillside by the side of the road, and the door slammed open.

A man in his forties rolled down, his head and face were bloodstained, he lay on his stomach looking in their direction, and shouted weakly: "Help me!" Then he couldn't hold on anymore and passed out.

Chinese?

Zhao An originally didn't intend to meddle in this business, but in a foreign country, he still couldn't bear to face a call for help from Chinese.

He looked in the direction of Li Zhiyuan, the little policeman was full of sense of justice, his eyes were firm, he nodded and said: "Help, hurry up." He opened the door and was about to get out of the car.

What else to say, Zhao An inserted the real eye, gave him a healing spell first, got out of the car, and together with Li Zhiyuan, lifted the man into the back seat.

Li Zhiyuan switched to the co-pilot, Wang Bing had already adjusted the car, and when he kicked the accelerator to the end, white smoke rose from the tires, and it shot out like a sharp arrow, and ran in the opposite direction.

Only then did Zhao An check the man's injuries. His head injury was not serious. There was a scratch on the left side of his brain, and the wound rolled outward, like a broken shrapnel.

The most serious one was a penetrating wound on the left chest. The powerful kinetic energy of the bullet directly pierced through the body. There was a small opening at the front, but a blood hole the size of a cup at the back.

Fortunately, Zhao An's healing technique had a remarkable effect. The man's wound healed quickly, the wound on his head stopped bleeding, and new flesh began to grow from the penetrating wound, but the congestion inside was still leaking out.

Zhao An tore the man's shirt, tore it into strips, and then connected them together, wrapping the man's chest and back all over, but it was not enough in the end.

He took off his own clothes and tore them into strips, three layers inside and three layers outside, to cover the man's wound at least.

Zhao An breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head to meet Li Zhiyuan's concerned gaze, and said, "It's okay, I can't die."

Li Zhiyuan wrinkled her cute little nose, and complained, "It's so ugly."

It was about Zhao An's dressing technique.

After running for more than an hour, Wang Bing stopped the car at a place with a stream, and Zhao An and Li Zhiyuan got out of the car to wash the blood on their bodies after there was no sign of chasing him.

Zhao An found a piece of clothes from the trunk to change into, and found that the man was already awake, lying on the back seat, staring at him dully.

Zhao An said: "Wake up, you can talk!"

The man's eyes gradually focused, no longer distracted, and said weakly: "Thank... thank you, is there any water?"

Zhao An unscrewed a bottle of purified water, poured it into the lid, and fed him small mouthfuls.

The man drank the water, felt himself recovering a little, sat up with his hands supporting him, and said to Zhao An again: "Thank you, thank you for saving me."

Zhao An said with a smile: "They are all Chinese, from a foreign country, so it would be too much to refuse to save them."

Li Zhiyuan also finished washing, came over and said: "Okay, let's hurry up and get on the road, we'll talk about it on the way."

In the car, the man introduced himself, saying that his name was Yuan Xiong, and he was originally from Lubei. He had been in Myanmar for more than ten years. There were five or six mines here, mainly mining red and sapphire. A mine where amber is mined.

Li Zhiyuan asked curiously: "Who attacked you, and why did they attack you?"

Yuan Xiong said: "The people who attacked me should be the gang of Vietnamese guys, and the reason is nothing more than competing for mines. In Mogok, there are hundreds of mines, large and small, most of which have their own armed forces.

This time I was careless. I went out at this pass, took too few people, and was ambushed again. If my subordinates did not try their best to block it, I am afraid it would have a tragic end.

Having said that, I still have to thank you all, why don't you sit down in my mine and give me the opportunity to repay the kindness of a few of you! "

Zhao An said with a smile: "That's good, I heard in China that the men in Ludi are upright and righteous, and they have never had a chance to make friends. Today we should get to know each other well."

Yuan Xiong's complexion finally regained some color, hehe said with a smile: "That is, we Lu people, we have always revenged for revenge and repaid kindness, I haven't asked you how to call brother."

Zhao An didn't answer directly, but turned around and said, "Where is Brother Yuan going?"

Yuan Xiong sighed and said, "If brother is trustworthy, can you please send me to my camp?"

Zhao An said: "Everyone is Chinese, there is nothing wrong..."

Following Yuan Xiong's guidance, Wang Bing drove the car all the way into the Mogok ruby ​​mine.

This is the holy land of rubies, and the security check is extremely strict. At the checkpoint at the intersection, a huge sign is written in Chinese, British and Burmese characters: Foreigners who have not obtained the relevant permits, please do not cross this border.

Immigrant population needs to be registered and searched, and Wai Guoren wants to enter Mogok, and even needs to apply for another visa.

But with Yuan Xiong coming forward, all these were avoided, and finally the car stopped in front of a messy row of brick and tile bungalows.

It was on a hillside, surrounded by loess, Yuan Xiong got out of the car, and a group of Burmese with guns on their backs came up to him, chattering to Yuan Xiong.

A hale and hearty old man in Tang suit squeezed in and asked anxiously, "Ah Xiong, did you hurt you?"

Yuan Xiong smiled lightly and said: "It's okay, the skin is traumatized, it's a pity for those ten or so brothers, after a while you remember to distribute the pension and double it."

Zhao An and others also got out of the car, and Yuan Xiong introduced: "Uncle Chen, these are my saviors, they pulled me in at a critical moment, and Brother Zhao bandaged my wound, although it is a bit ugly. "

Uncle Chen laughed and said: "You are Ah Xiong's benefactors, you are the distinguished guests of my old Chen, Ah Xiong, you go to Zhenna to re-bandage you, apply some medicine, and change your clothes. I will greet some guests .”

After saying 'wait a while' to Zhao An and the others, Uncle Chen spoke loudly in Burmese to the gunmen around him, and the crowd cheered and coaxed them to disperse.

Opening the doors of several rooms, moving out various weapons and ammunition, inspecting guns, and pressing bullets into magazines, they got busy.

Is this a fight?

Uncle Chen took Zhao An and the others to a clean room, which was a living room, with a few grand master chairs on both sides, and a few small tables beside them.

Uncle Chen personally served Zhao An tea and said: "Brother, thank you for not being afraid of hardships and dangers, and saving Axiong from the chaos of gunfire. He is our backbone. Without him, we will be separated and be punished." Those Vietnamese guys don’t have any bones left.”

Zhao An said with a smile: "It's a little effort, I also see that everyone is Chinese."

Uncle Chen said with a smile: "To the Chinese people, to the Chinese people, to help each other."

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In just a cup of tea, Yuan Xiong, who had re-bandaged his wound, appeared at the door freshly washed.

Said to Uncle Chen: "Uncle Chen, entertain the guests for me, and I will come as soon as I go."

Uncle Chen confessed: "Call the Wang family brothers from the north together, be careful, don't be careless."

Yuan Xiong sneered and said, "Don't worry, this time we mishandled the hometown of the Vietnamese, and we Chinese circle, do we still have the face to hang around in Mogok?"

In the mining areas of Myanmar, most of the local armed forces are intricate, and casualties often occur.

However, Mogok was excavated earlier and began to be mined during the British colonial rule. It has been in the sphere of influence of the government for a long time, so there are much fewer struggles and less crimes.

But since the arrival of these Vietnamese guys, they have repeatedly crossed the border to mine, provoked troubles, and this time they blatantly attacked Yuan Xiong's convoy. Armed for the Chinese mine, he went straight to the lair of the Vietnamese gang.

In fact, Zhao An also really wants to participate. It is because he has watched a lot of war movies since he was a child. Not at all afraid.

But Uncle Chen still held him back. After all, bullets have no eyes, so nothing happens just in case.

So after Yuan Xiong led the team away, Zhao An and the others, accompanied by Uncle Chen, visited the mine.

On the opposite side of the hillside, seven or eight excavators are working in full swing. A group of people with broken backpacks are picking up stones under the bucket of the excavator. Every time the bucket is dug, a few people hold iron hooks and move quickly on the ground. Beating and checking, when the bucket was about to be dug down, some quickly ran to the side, as if desperate.

Uncle Chen said to Zhao An: "I brought Yuan Xiong to escape from the famine in China. Both his parents died on the way to escape from famine. When we got here,

At the beginning, we were like them, picking up stones in the rubble, and if we picked up one, it would be enough for half a year's food expenses. If we picked up the best ones, we could get rich overnight. "

Yuan Xiong also got rich overnight like this, and then he became bigger and bigger, and now he owns 5 mines, joined Burmese nationality, and married a Burmese wife.

It would be much more difficult to open mines here without being a Burmese citizen, but Yuan Xiong's success is not limited to that. In Uncle Chen's words, he is 'knowing how to be a man'.

On the one hand, Yuan Xiong maintains good relations with all parties, and takes good care of his subordinates. His motto is: make more friends and fewer enemies.

This is less, I am afraid it means to deal with it more simply and neatly.

A few people were talking, and there was the roar of cars again, and a dozen pickup trucks and jeeps swarmed up the hillside. The militiamen on the watchtower first fired warning shots, and seeing that they didn't intend to stop, they went "chug chug" again. ' shot towards the convoy.

Someone in the convoy stuck his head out of the window, and the people in the pickup truck compartment also raised their rifles and quickly returned fire.

"Oops, tune the tiger away from the mountain." Uncle Chen's face changed drastically, and he ran towards the house.

At this time, all the armed personnel went out with Yuan Xiong, and there were only two soldiers standing guard in the mine.

Zhao An and the others quickly followed, and Wang Bing asked while running, "Is there a gun?"

"Yes, here!" Uncle Chen took the lead and ran to a room, took out the key and prepared to open the door.

Zhao An kicked it away and rushed in, Wang Bing and Li Zhiyuan quickly followed.

Wang Bing grabbed a rifle, quickly checked the clips, carried a bullet bag on his back, hung a few grenades, and pulled down the bolt to load the gun.

Li Zhiyuan did the same thing, and Zhao An followed suit after seeing her, but brought a few more grenades.

Uncle Chen was always strong and strong, and he carried a 40 rocket launcher and two rockets on his back.

Wang Bing said: "Boss, be careful." He took the lead and rushed out, found a corner as a cover and waited for the convoy to rush up.

Zhao An and the others also rushed out of the gun storage and scattered to find cover.

At this time, the soldiers standing guard in the watchtowers on both sides had been knocked down, and the convoy was about to rush up the mountain.

Zhao An inserted his real eyes and saw that the convoy was about to go uphill with more than 20 meters left. He took out a few grenades and asked, "How do I use them?"

Wang Bing glanced at it and said, "This is a bolt-type grenade with a ring, just pull it out and throw it out quickly, that's all."

Zhao An quickly pulled out the sticks attached to the circle, looked at the movement of the car in his field of vision, and threw it vigorously. The grenade directly penetrated the windshield of the first jeep that had just gone uphill, and exploded with a 'bang'. .