"Xiaohu, you just came here not long ago, so it's normal that you don't know these things. We are an ethnic autonomous prefecture and can implement some local policies. Although the Banyan Bathing Festival is a special festival for Myanmar people, in order to further open up and expand its influence, the prefecture

We have been carrying out organized activities since the year before last. The main purpose is to organize trade in border areas. In the words of ordinary people, it is like gai."

"There is also the Writers' Festival. It used to be a god worship activity for the Burmese people, but later evolved into worshiping and rewarding great writers who are "as noble as gods". So in 1944, it was officially established as the Writers' Festival

.Now it is also one of the important folk festivals in Myanmar, but its influence is not as great as that of the Banyan Bathing Festival."

Hu Pingtao nodded repeatedly: "Brother Liu, are these people coming to our territory to go out on the streets?"

Liu Zhongdao: "Most of them are here to sell goods. Look at the one who is checking, the big pocket is full of slippers, isn't it very beautiful? Haha, in fact, they are not domestic products at all, but wholesale from Annan.

They sold it once, then brought it over and resold it to us."

"Does he pay taxes when he does this?" Hu Pingtao asked.

"Of course I have to pay it." Liu Zhong pointed to an old woman crowded in the queue in the distance: "That woman often comes here and sells soap flowers. In the past, Myanmar did not have this kind of thing, and they all got it from Siam. In recent years, it has become more and more popular.

The Burmese have also opened soap flower factories, but their craftsmanship is not as good as that of the Siamese."

"Well, that man specializes in the root carving business. I met him in 1996. At that time, there was no border inspection station, only one border checkpoint. Root carving was a big business. At that time, he drove the root carvings to sell them.

, I heard that he made a lot of money. Later, he seemed to have offended the Burmese army.

Someone in the team had his entire family property destroyed, his wife was taken away, and his two children were killed on the spot. His family was truly destroyed... Now he was the only one left. Gendiao couldn't do anything, so he could only do it every day.

I brought some sandalwood beads and miscellaneous jade bracelets and other goods to make ends meet."

"There's also that woman who says she specializes in Indian saris. In fact, most of her products are tube skirts. Of course, she can't be selling dog meat over others. At most, she's just passing by. After all, some people just sell sarees.

I wore a beautiful single-tube skirt. The year before last, I

The team led the team and saw her getting into a dispute with a customer at the Xiaomengzhe market. It was obviously a tube skirt, but she insisted on saying it was an improved version of a sari... You said that this matter was so troublesome that even the people in the market management office felt that they could not mediate it.

, we can only educate them and let nothing go."

Hu Pingtao frowned slightly: "Brother Liu, according to you, most of these incoming traders are selling fake goods?"

"It depends on what you think about it." Liu Zhongdao: "If you say it's false, it's not false. After all, most of the goods are produced abroad. Slippers, bracelets, beads, cooling oil, soap flowers, coconut balm, belts

,coffee candy,fried pork rinds,lacquer

Utensils, ivory carvings, wood carvings, Pathein umbrellas, harps, various woven fabrics... are all labeled as Myanmar products, but if you are someone who is familiar with international trade, you will know that many things are not produced in Myanmar at all.

, but comes from neighboring countries.”

"As for food, fried pork rinds and coffee candies are produced in Siam. It's not that the Burmese can't make them, but the ones they make taste terrible. They are completely different from the products from Siam."

"Interesting." Hu Pingtao said with a smile: "When you come, you go, they come here not only to sell goods, right? They must buy something when they leave?"

"Mainly small commodities." Liu Zhong lowered his voice: "Have you been to domestic scenic spots?"

Hu Pingtao nodded: "Been there."

Liu Zhong asked again: "Do you still remember those small commodities that are common in scenic spots?"

Hu Pingtao was a little confused: "One thing is ordinary handicrafts, hats, toys and the like."

Liu Zhong smiled: "This is what Burmese people come to buy. They used to buy them individually, but now they buy wholesale. Let me tell you a true story: last year, there were several outbound tour groups from the north. They started shopping when they arrived in Yangon and bought them back.

A lot of "tourist souvenirs with local characteristics"

When I returned to China, I found that both hats and small toys had "Made in China" labels on them. After asking at the airport, I found out that most of the products in Myanmar's tourist areas are from our side.

Wholesale from Yiwu, a bracelet only costs a few cents.”

Hu Pingtao asked with interest: "If this is the case, then the so-called border trade market is actually not interesting?"

"You can't say that." Liu Zhong pointed to him in a low voice: "Xiaohu, you haven't been at the border inspection station for a long time, and you don't know many things. Myanmar's food is mainly imported through Siam, because they are all ASEAN countries, so there is no

Tariffs. Our food is not very competitive over there. We mainly sell daily necessities and electronic products. Especially for mobile phones, we occupy a large market share in Myanmar. For example, oppe and vivo are very popular in Myanmar.

.”

"The purpose of the border trade bazaar is mainly for integration. Of course, it is impossible for the official to admit this kind of thing. Think about it, there are wars in Myanmar every day, but our life here is guaranteed. As long as there is a little bit of brain, it will be troubled.

Try your best to come to us. In fact, the Burmese people also have good things. The more they interact with each other, the more familiar they become.

Now we are not able to expand our borders like before. Our influence is mainly in the economic aspect. For example, power plants and hydropower stations, mines, and various enterprises are beyond the reach of the Myanmar people. We can take the opportunity to occupy their market.

As time goes by, they will become more and more dependent on us, and we will have the right to speak."

Looking at Liu Zhong who was talking eloquently, Hu Pingtao's face was full of surprise, and he couldn't help raising his thumbs: "Brother Liu, I can't tell! What you said is quite good, you are a proper economic analyst!"

"

Liu Zhong waved his hand quickly, a little humble, but also a little proud: "I also heard what others said. After staying at the border inspection station for a long time, anyone can tell me one, two, three."

Just as he was talking, a police officer trotted over and stood in front of Liu Zhong: "Captain Liu, the secretary wants to see you for something and wants you to go to his office now."

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhong said to Hu Pingtao: "I guess this matter has something to do with you."

Hu Pingtao was a little confused: "The secretary is looking for you, not me, so why is he involving me?"

Liu Zhong patted him on the shoulder: "Yesterday, the webmaster said that we would hold a short-term training class for small languages. In order to increase everyone's enthusiasm, we will start with the team leader and team leader. Today is the Banyan Bathing Festival. Generally speaking, even if you have something to do,

It will only be postponed, and they will not call me over when I am on duty. Haha... How about we make a bet, if the secretary calls me over for something other than training, then I will lose and treat you to dinner?"

Hu Pingtao curled his lips and firmly shook his head in refusal: "I won't bet."

Liu Zhong sighed: "You are good at everything, but you are too smart. It's hard to take advantage of you... Come on, just keep an eye on this. I'll come as soon as I go."

Nearly ten minutes after Liu Zhong left, a middle-aged man wearing a gray shirt walked into aisle 4.

He was dressed no differently than ordinary border residents, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and a pair of flip-flops. He was carrying a backpack on his back and a large cardboard box in his hand, with a reinforced rope net on the outside and a pair of flip-flops on his feet.

There are four stoneware altars placed close to each other.

Following the inspection sequence, after passing the passport verification, he put the backpack and cartons on the conveyor belt, started the machine inspection, then passed the metal detection gate and stood on the human inspection platform.

The person in charge of physical inspection was a young police officer. He picked up the carton from the end of the conveyor belt, pointed to the stoneware jar inside, and said to the middle-aged man in Mandarin: "Open this."

The middle-aged man quickly raised his hands and waved: "This is wine, rice wine I brewed myself."

His passport showed that he was from Myanmar. He spoke good Chinese, but his pronunciation sounded a bit awkward.

The young police officer repeated what he said before, and at the same time emphasized: "Open it, I want to check it, otherwise you will not be allowed to enter."

The middle-aged man seemed extremely reluctant. He repeatedly argued: "This is sealed jar wine and cannot be opened. I hid it in the soil for several years and the smell ran away when I opened it."

The young police officer was business-like: "It's up to you. You don't have to open it. Just stay outside and don't go in."

If you fail to pass the security check, you will definitely not be allowed to enter.

The middle-aged man suddenly became angry. He stamped his foot hard and screamed: "Are you being reasonable? This is Fengtan Wine. Do you know what Fengtan Wine is? Once you open this, you must drink it, or

Sell.”

Seeing this, Hu Pingtao walked over quickly and asked what happened carefully. He turned around and looked at the middle-aged man, stretched out his right hand: "Please show me your passport."

The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the third-level superintendent badge on Hu Pingtao's shoulder. His eyes were a little dodgeful. After hesitating for a moment, he put his hand in his pocket, took out his passport and handed it over.

There is no problem with the passport and the customs clearance procedures are complete.

Hu Pingtao returned the passport to the man, pointed to the wine in the cartons, and said seriously: "Open the jar."

"This... this is Fengtan Wine!" The man's voice was a little hoarse, and he argued: "It's useless as soon as you open it. I work very hard to make wine, and you don't understand it at all."

"Open it! If there is nothing wrong with the wine, and it is a sealed wine as you said, then I apologize to you, and I will buy the wine again, not a penny less."

Hu Pingtao smiled, and at the same time emphasized his tone, adding a bit of untouchable majesty to his pleasant expression: "Open it!"

The man was shocked by the aura emanating from him, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. His body shrank and his hands were shaking.

Seeing this, Hu Pingtao took two steps to the side and stood next to the man where it was easiest to control him. While locking his eyes, he opened his mouth and ordered the young police officer standing on the other side of the workbench: "Xiao Wang, put it down.

Open the jar."

I slapped the top of the pot hard, and the sealed soil suddenly shook to the ground. I peeled off the plastic film covering it, revealing the liquid inside the pot, and at the same time, it also emitted a strong pungent smell.

.

The young police officer couldn't help but raise his hands to cover his nostrils, frowned and muttered: "What kind of wine is this? It smells so bad?"

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and said quickly: "This is rice wine brewed from the soil of my hometown, and made from the urine of little children. Anyway... I have opened it anyway, and I admit it. This jar of wine is...

I’ll give it to you to try.”

Using urine as an introduction to make wine has been practiced in many places in the past, and Myanmar is no exception. This is no joke, and there is a certain truth in it - children do not have as many bacteria and parasites in their bodies as adults.

Their urine does not have a strong smell and is perfect for fermentation.

The "dung wine" created by Tai Chi has been widely circulated on the Internet for a while, and the same reason is true.

"Wait a minute." Hu Pingtao raised his hand to block the young police officer who was about to put the sealing film on, then turned around and pointed at the middle-aged man and gave the order: "Xiao Wang, look at him."

When the young police officer came closer and confirmed that he had established control over the middle-aged man, Hu Pingtao strode to the workbench, leaned down to avoid the open mouth of the jar, placed his palm across the center of the jar mouth, and gently moved towards himself.

Fanned lightly.

This is an inspection skill learned in junior high school chemistry class and police academy. Most things that emit pungent smells are harmful to the human body, and if you smell too much, you will be poisoned. This way you can inspect suspicious items through your sense of smell, and also reduce the possibility of

the danger caused.

Looking at Hu Pingtao who straightened up and frowned, the young police officer asked expectantly: "Captain, is there anything wrong with this wine?"
To be continued...