Li Du's fleet had expanded. There were now eight cars. This was for convenience. The Chinese Village also provided cars. They had no money to refuel the cars anyway, so the cars were all idle.
The fleet was not small. There were seven or eight cars. Unlike their fleet, which was made up of a mess of cars, the cars were all of the same design. They were all Mitsubishi Pajeros.
Li Du asked, "Master Pao, who are they? You seem to know them? "
Zhong Da Pao said, "The King of Jade, the grandson of the former King of Old Hpakant."
Li Du knew about the King of Old Hpakant. He had looked up information about the local people, and the legend of the King of Old Hpakant was one of them.
The King's name was Sonam Wenlong. The name sounded like it had something to do with the Chinese culture. In fact, he was half Chinese, with Tibetan blood in his veins.
That was all people knew about him. No one knew where his hometown was or what his identity was. The King of Old Hpakant had always been a mystery to lead his men.
About eighty years ago, the King of Old Hpakant came here. At that time, the jade market was not as hot as it was now. World War II had just begun, and people's needs were food and clothing. Luxuries were not on the list of Southeast Asian people.
At that time, the local quarrying industry was not developed, and there were not many people who made a living in Hpakant. Unlike today, where there were hundreds of thousands of people, there were only a few thousand people in Hpakant.
After the King of Old Hpakant arrived, he started out as a polishing master. Slowly, he made money and started to buy land. Step by step, he became the biggest mine owner in Hpakant half a century ago.
From the introduction that Li Du had seen, the King of Old Hpakant was very good at appraising jade. Rumor had it that he had a nose that could sniff out the scent of jade.
This was a strange story, but the King of Old Hpakant did have such a skill. He could use his nose to sniff out a piece of ore and determine if there was jade in it.
He had made his fortune with this skill, always able to pick up scraps in the jade market.
Later, he became stronger and more famous. As the global economy recovered, the gemstone industry became more prosperous, and the King of Old Hpakant became more and more wealthy.
His status was also getting higher and higher. Many wealthy people in Southeast Asia who liked to collect jade would look for him. One reason was to purchase jade from him, and the other was to ask him to identify jade using his unique skill of smelling jade.
By the time the King of Old Hpakant passed away more than 20 years ago, the family business he owned had grown tremendously. The now famous Old Hpakant, Xiangdong, and Longken areas were all once his properties. At that time, the three areas were not separated and were collectively known as the Hpakant area, which was also known as the Old Area.
The King of Old Hpakant was a man of great power and wealth. Even the government army and the guerrillas had to give him face. He had lived a glorious life and lived to a ripe old age, more than a hundred years old.
There were rumors that the King of Old Hpakant was blessed by the gods, so he had miraculous powers, longevity, and health.
This was not a guess, but the King of Old Hpakant claimed it himself. He said that he had saved a mountain god when he was young, and the god had planted a sniffing seed in his nose, granting him magical abilities and a long life.
For a long time, the King of Old Hpakant was very confident. He believed that he could live to at least 120 years old, so he never left any bequests.
In the end, when he was 101 years old, he suddenly passed away. Speaking of which, his death was very sudden. Before he died, he was still running around the mining area, eating and drinking to his heart's content. Then, one night, he suddenly passed away.
With the King of Old Hpakant's death, his area was thrown into chaos.
If a man had power, money, and a strong body, he would definitely be surrounded by beautiful women. The legend of the King of Old Hpakant was that he had countless relationships with women in his life, and he had as many as 40 to 50 children.
However, because his life was so long, before he passed away, most of his children had also died. In comparison, his children did not live long, and many of them would die of old age at the age of 50 or 60.
Therefore, there was a saying in Hpakant that the King of Old Hpakant lived on by borrowing the lives of his children.
Although most of his children had died, there were still more than a dozen who were still alive. In addition, his children had their own children, and there were many grandchildren and even great-grandchildren.
Although the King of Old Hpakant was just a local king, he could still be considered an emperor. His children did not have a good relationship with each other.
When the King of Old Hpakant was alive, he could suppress them, but when he passed away, his family fell into chaos.
What followed was a story of brothers fighting against each other. At first, these people used their own power to fight each other for power. As some of them lost power, they began to make friends with outside forces to fight back.
The King of Old Hpakant had many children, but because of his poor education, they were all bastards. None of them had any ability, but they had huge appetites.
After more than ten years of fighting, almost all of them died at each other's hands. Not only did they not get to eat the family property left by the King of Old Hpakant, they lost a lot of it.
In the end, the kingdom that the King of Old Hpakant had spent his whole life building was destroyed by his descendants in just over twenty years. Now, the only thing left in Hpakant was the legend of the King of Old Hpakant and the joke of his useless descendants.
Hearing Zhong Da Pao say that this was the grandson of the King of Old Hpakant, Li Du was curious. "I heard that the King had hundreds of grandchildren. Which one is this?"
Zhong Da Pao laughed. "Who else could it be? He did have many grandchildren, but they either died or ran away. Now, there is only one left in Hpakant. This kid calls himself the King of Old Hpakant, but I really don't know his name. Who could remember the names of so many grandchildren of the King of Old Hpakant? "
Li Du said, "Out of so many people, he is the only one left. He must be very capable."
Zhong Da Pao did not say anything. Liu Zi laughed condescendingly. "His ability to lick ass is indeed very strong. Do you think he chased away his uncles and aunts with his own abilities? Bullsh * t! He is a puppet supported by the government. The government is using his name to transfer the assets left behind by the King of Old Hpakant. "
The other party was directly coming for them. The Pajero convoy blocked in front of them. A few tough men got out of the car and put on the posture of professional bodyguards with cold faces.
Then, a middle-aged man in a white suit walked over. He smiled at Li Du and the others in the car and put his palms together. Slowly, he said, "Good morning, everyone. I am sorry to disturb you. May I know who Mr. Mao is? Is it convenient for us to meet? "
Liu Zi spat out his gum and wanted to get out of the car. Zhong Da Pao stopped him and pushed Da Mao from behind. "Hey, brother, he is looking for you."
Da Mao had not seen much of the world. Seeing such a scene, his heart trembled. He said, "Why are you looking for me?"
Zhong Da Pao laughed coldly. "What else? You have the ability to pick jade. They must want to recruit you. Go, it is the King of Hpakant who is coming. "
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