Chen Xiu didn't know whether the success theory that Tang Ren and Ye Hongfei, two rich men, said was true or false.

But their argument really made him speechlessly refute.

Chen Xiu thought about his experience and was lucky enough to get an ancient jade. The wealth he has now is really something he can't earn in eight lifetimes.

Is this also luck?

When Ye Hongfei saw Chen Xiu’s speechless couple, he smiled proudly, looked at the time and said to Ye Zicheng: "The good time is here, let the captain take off!"

...

The distance from Magic City International Airport to Xiangxi Airport is only three hours.

When Chen Xiu got off the plane, he sighed that there were benefits of private jets, and the greater advantage was that he was taking the private jet or taking the VVVP channel, which saved a lot of effort.

“It’s great to have money!”

Chen Xiuda sighed and asked Tang Yuanyuan: "How much does it cost to buy a Boeing 737?"

"It's not expensive, it's only more than 100 million."

"That's cheap!" This was beyond Chen Xiu's expectations.

"American sword!" Tang Yuanyuan added.

“…”

Well, the rhythm of our speech is not the same frequency.

It's 700 million or 800 million, and it's half of his net worth. Chen Xiu can't afford to fly in the air now.

...

The Miao village where Tang Ren went to the countryside decades ago was a village in a county town below western Hunan, and it was still hundreds of kilometers away.

When everyone left the airport, Tang Ren had already arranged all the Hummers to wait outside.

The convoy went all the way to the county town for more than an hour, but from the county town to the town below, it turned into a rugged mud road that was not wide enough for three meters. It happened that winter rain had just happened to be the last few days, and the road was very muddy.

Fortunately, everyone was riding in Hummers, and the drivers were professional drivers from off-road rally. If they were ordinary people, ordinary cars would not be able to move forward with this principle.

It was only seven or eight kilometers from the county town to Miao village, but it took less than an hour to stop and use it.

"Grandpa, it turns out that it was so hard to go to many places in the countryside before?"

"This road has been much better. When we went to the countryside before, there was no road. I remember that this road was built by Huang Wei and our educated youth at that time for the Miao village."

"What, you built this road with your own hands?!"

Tang Yuanyuan looked at the muddy road outside the car incredible way. You should know that Xiadu was still poor decades ago, but without the mechanized tools of excavators now, she couldn't imagine how these educated youth used this hoe and shovel to dig out this seven or eight kilometers of road from scratch.

Tang Ren seemed to have suddenly recalled the passionate years when Huang Wei took them to build roads together, and he was staring blankly at the roads on both sides of the car.

"Master, the place has arrived!"

"good!"

At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the convoy stopped and everyone got out of the car. Chen Xiu saw that the road was already at the end, but there were some families around him, let alone villages.

"Old Tang, have you not been here for too long and brought the wrong place?"

"Basha Miao Village is my second hometown. I will never forget this place in my life. How could I go wrong!"

Tang Ren pointed to the valley in front and said, "The mountain village is still in the mountains in front. There is no road above, so you can only walk up!"

Everyone abandoned their cars, carried their luggage and walked forward. They walked in the mountain for more than half an hour.

By six o'clock in the evening, night had already arrived, and Chen Xiu finally saw a light flashing not far ahead.

"arrive!"

Tang Ren is in his sixties and is extremely tired after running all the way. Suddenly, he saw the fire in front of him and became excited, and ran away for the light as if he had taken stimulants.

Uncle De was afraid that he would fall, so he quickly ran and chased him, spreading his arms behind to protect him.

Chen Xiu and others also accelerated their pace and chased after them. After walking for more than a kilometer, they finally arrived at the place of light. The light turned out to be a lot of bonfires.

The bonfire was surrounded by a large group of Miao people, just like the Miao people seen on TV, wearing blue batik coarse cloth.

In an instant, Chen Xiu thought he had traveled through time.

"My brother, finally wait for you to come!"

An old Miao man with a wrinkled face spread his arms and hugged Tang Ren.

"Lao Jin, I'm back!"

Tang Ren and the old Miao man hugged each other and cried, and the two of them whispered in a burst of whispers.

"Uncle De, who is this old Miao man?" Chen Xiu took the opportunity to inquire.

"He is the leader of the Miao Village in Sabah, and the Han people's name is Jinlai."

"Uncle De, how do you know so clearly?" Tang Yuanyuan asked strangely.

"When I was young, I would bring me here every few years, but I only came less after I got older."

At this time, the group of Miao people around the bonfire were surrounded by a large bowl.

"This is the custom of Basha Miao Village - Yingbin wine. The bowl is the rice wine made from the village itself. Everyone drinks the wine, but if they don't drink it completely, they won't give them face!" Uncle De explained.

Before Chen Xiu came, he checked the customs of Miao people online and knew that there was a saying of welcoming wine. Moreover, Miao people have always been tough. If he toast you, if you don’t drink it, it will damage their face and just take out a knife to duel with you.

Chen Xiu quickly drank the big bowl of wine handed over by a middle-aged woman in Miao Village. He didn't expect that the first bowl would be finished, so the middle-aged woman handed over the second bowl.

"Uncle De, how many bowls do you have to drink? Why is it endless?"

"Sanwan, the master is the noble guest of Basha Village. We are the master's friends. The people in the village also regard us as noble guests. They toast the noble guests three big bowls!"

"Uncle De, why do I feel like this is a punishment for wine, not a toast!" Chen Xiu couldn't help but complain.

"Young Master Xiu, you don't understand this. Rice wine is brewed with grain. Only a dozen pounds of rice can produce a pound of rice wine. In ancient times, grain was short of food, and the wine brewed in ancient times was unwilling to drink by the ancients, but used to respect the heaven and earth and ancestors.

The rest of me is reluctant to drink, but instead serves to entertain distinguished guests.

It is said that the Miao people were also Han people who went south to avoid the war in the Central Plains during the Warring States Period, so they still maintained this tradition.

The people from Sabah village asked us to drink three big bowls, which was definitely a toast!”

Chen Xiu really didn't know that Xia's wine culture had such etiquette, so he quickly drank two big bowls in a row.

The rice wine made in Miao Village only has an alcohol content of about ten degrees, which is slightly higher than that of wine.

But the bowls that can't stand the toast are really troublesome. One bowl can be at least half a pound of wine. After eating three bowls, Chen Xiu couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.
Chapter completed!