Manaus is a dilapidated city with hot and humid air. It has just rained and the water-stacked roads are bumpy. The shops on both sides of the road sell outdated clothing and goods, as if they have returned to a county town in China in the last century.

The driver is a local native with dark skin and a thin figure. Brazil is the only country in the world that bans gum. The driver is chewing a local wild fruit similar to betel nut and driving a Toyota Prado savagely.

When the car drove through the puddles, splashing water more than one meter high, pouring on several women with big butts on the roadside, the driver laughed disapprovingly and whistled at the women. Then, several women's vicious curses came from behind.

Di Wuchang opened his eyes wide. The outstanding doctoral student in the Fudan Computer Department felt very sorry and embarrassed. Wei Chen shrugged at Di Wuchang helplessly and said, "Hehe, welcome to Brazil."

After about forty minutes of a thrilling drive, Wei Chen and Di Wuchang arrived at a huge manor.

Compared with the dilapidated city, it is as beautiful as the American manor in the movie. It passes through the large iron gate guarded by a rifle security guard and enters the road surrounded by flowers. Finally, the car parks in this four-story villa with an area of ​​several thousand square meters.

It was already dark, and the lights were lit in the villa. Looking around, there were stars in a radius of several kilometers, and all places with lights were the private territory of the villa owner.

Wei Chen and Di Wuchang got out of the car and met hundreds of Chinese representatives waiting here at Zaozao. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have believed that at the far end of this world, there were so many Chinese living in the wild rainforest area.

"Don't worry, these are all trustworthy friends." Wei Chen said to Di Wuchang, "Without these overseas Chinese, there wouldn't be a branch today. The owner of this villa's surname is Xiong, his ancestral home is Qingtian, Fujian. His son Xiong Ningyuan is at Xingchen University, majoring in particle physics and nuclear physics."

Di Wuchang nodded slightly, and then they were welcomed by the local overseas Chinese most enthusiastically, and everyone surrounded them and showed great respect.

And their name is very special, teacher.

Wei Chen smiled and said, "Overseas Chinese have their own school, but unfortunately, the quality of education is relatively poor due to the lack of foreign aid. It is nothing more than teaching children to read and write Chinese, and lacking real higher education."

"So, the branch takes education as the entry point. The colleagues you meet in Sao Paulo all have positions in overseas Chinese schools. For Manaus, everyone will take turns to give lectures."

"This is our Chinese. If you do business with them, you may not be the opponent of these smart businessmen. You will be fooled without blinking. But if you help them educate the next generation, you will be the teacher of everyone and will receive the highest respect."

A large piece of Brazilian barbecue was brought up, and the topics discussed were indeed related to education.

Wei Chen graduated from Fudan Business and is affiliated with the Ministry of Commerce and is a subordinate of Hong Tao.

Not only do the children of overseas Chinese teach can listen to the business courses he teaches, but even the elderly overseas Chinese often learn from them, so they are very popular. Even those old men with gray beards humbly called him Teacher Wei.

After this trip, Wei Chen will stay in Manaus and will hold a two-week business course, which everyone is looking forward to.

When the welcome party was in the second half, Boss Xiong called Wei Chen and Di Wuchang to the side hall.

In the side hall, Di Wu often saw pilots and two guides who accompanied them to the depths of the rainforest tomorrow, both local natives.

The guide was a father and son. They had high cheekbones, but they were very thin and had sharp eyes. They looked smart and capable at first glance.

After meeting, Boss Xiong asked them to go home and come to the villa to meet tomorrow morning.

After they left, Boss Xiong said to Di Wuchang and Wei Chen, "All arrangements have been made. Don't worry, these people's wives and children are in my hands, and they dare not play tricks, otherwise their family of dozens of people will go to see God."

Di Wuchang was stunned and felt his heart beating faster, but Wei Chen signaled him not to care too much.

Boss Xiong smiled and said, "In such a wild place, you can't make it without any means. My great-grandfather's body is in an unknown place deep in the rainforest. It has not been discovered yet. At that time, he was deceived by the indigenous tribe and said that there was a piece of good wood."

"So since my grandfather's generation, I have developed the habit of keeping everything. This is a lesson from blood exchange. If Mr. Di doesn't believe it, he can ask those people outside. Almost all the Chinese who are mingled in this land have their families buried in the rainforest by the natives."

Di Wuchang didn't say anything else and accepted Boss Xiong's arrangement, but he was inevitably worried. Although he had made enough psychological preparations when he set out, it seemed that Di Wuchang still underestimated the complex situation of this barbaric land.

After getting up early the next morning, Di Wuchang was invited to the living room for breakfast. The guide and the pilot had already arrived. They didn't have much luggage and each brought a medium-sized waterproof military bag.

Di Wuchang was kind and asked them to have breakfast together, but they insisted on not accepting it. They were taken to an open-air dining table in the yard by the servants, gnawing on the sandwich made of the leftover meat last night.

On the road in the middle of the manor, a single-engine amphibious light aircraft produced by North American Senas was parked. It looked broken and painted in many parts of the fuselage.

Boss Xiong told Di Wuchang that they would take this plane to the depths of the rainforest later.

Not long after, they set off. Wei Chen and the driver were in the front row, and Di Wuchang sat in the back row next to two guides with great smell.

When the shaking small plane finally passed the end of the road and pulled it up, Di Wuchang touched his back with his hand and was already wet.

"boss."

The guide's son smiled and handed him two blue wild fruits, similar to the kind that the driver chewed yesterday. He pointed his finger at his head, indicating that this thing could relieve tension.

"The taste is still good, but it's a little sour." Di Wuchang took it and put it in his mouth to chew it, and asked Wei Chen curiously, "What kind of fruit is this? Is South American betel nut?"

Wei Chen said, "The locals call this Guarana, and the effect is similar to poppy. Eating too much will make you addicted."

Pooh ~

Di Wuchang's face turned pale and vomited out on the spot. The guide's son thought he was choking and slapped Di Wuchang's back hard.

Guarana did have magical effects. Di Wuchang no longer felt pain, as if he was floating in the clouds. After three hours, more than a thousand kilometers of flights passed without realizing it, the Senas single-engine aircraft eventually landed in a narrow river channel.

Around me is a rainforest that can't be seen at a glance, and occasionally you can hear the wailings of some wild beasts.

The river level is slow, and locals built a simple dock with wood. At this moment, another seaplane is parked on the dock, and there is also a cargo ship that seems to be transporting cargo to the town, which is also in a dilapidated manner.

A group of natives are moving barrels of gasoline from the ship, sacked corn, boxes of locally produced inferior beer and whiskey.

The Senas engine roared, guiding the ship into the dock, guided the son to open the hatch door, stood on the plane's floating board, and threw a rope to the person on the dock.

After the man caught the rope, he pulled it with his insides, pulled the plane closer to the dock, and then skillfully tied it to the fixed pile, and tied it up another sailor knot.

The group of people got up and down from the plane to the dock. The pilot gave the man who helped tie the cables five reals, equivalent to nine yuan. The man happily took the banknotes and ran to the bar next to the dock.

Wei Chen knew Portuguese and he asked the people on the pier.

"This plane belongs to three North American tourists. They came to see the piranha and came yesterday." Wei Chen said, "As for that ship, it is a local supply ship. It comes every half a month, and all local supplies are transported by that ship."

It was noon and they came to the bar by the dock.

It is actually better to say that it is a bar than a few shabby wooden houses. There is a pergola outside, with four dirty plastic tables and chairs under the pergola. The bartender is a fat black woman. His husband is wearing a soup-filled apron and is responsible for cooking.

"There are only black bean rice and fried chicken, let's eat some live." Wei Chen asked the fat woman and said to Di Wuchang, "At least it's still hot. After entering the rain forest, he can only eat canned food."

Di Wuchang nodded slightly, and he felt a sting of pain in his calf. He slapped hard, and the black mosquito was slapped to death, and blood was also leaked.

Wei Chen was in Portuguese and negotiated with the boss lady. Soon after, the boss lady brought a few things like dogtail grass, lit them around the dining table, and drove away mosquitoes. At the same time, he muttered in Portuguese, probably saying that the Chinese are really delicate and do not resist mosquito bites or the like.

Di Wuchang took a sip of the coffee sent by the fat woman and found that the guide and his son each brought a black woman into the cabin behind the bar.

The woman next to the guide has huge breasts and trembles when walking, while the woman next to the guide's son is relatively thin and looks like a minor.

Then there was the pilot. He brought back two women from somewhere, sat on the table next to Wei Chen and Di Wuchang, ordered beer and fried chicken, plus a large bowl of red sauce, and drank beer with fried chicken in the sauce.

The pilot lit a cigarette and snapped his fingers at Di Wuchang and Wei Chen in a daze. Then the two black women stood up and shook their elastic butts.

Wei Chen smiled and explained, "He will not go into the rainforest with us, but stay here and wait for us. Anyway, he is idle. For Brazilians, doing that is like drinking water. If you drink too much, you will be a little overwhelmed, but it will seem strange if you don't drink it."

"The income of pilots is considered a gold-collar class in Brazil. They can earn more than 10,000 yuan a month, while women in the rainforest are cheaper than mineral water, so you understand."

When Di Wuchang and Wei Chen were about to finish the black bean rice, the guide and his son came out of the cabin. The two black women kissed them goodbye, and they gave them some money, two yellow tickets, each of which should be twenty reals.

Back at the dining table, the guide and his son gnawed the fried chicken as if nothing had happened. They didn't use tableware and just used their hands to tear the black bean rice into a ball, just the size of a bite, and then stuffed it into their mouths and chewed it quickly.

Di Wuchang felt a little nauseous because he clearly saw that when the guide and his son came out of the wooden house, he did not wash his hands.

"Look." Wei Chen pointed to the direction of the pier.

Di Wuchang looked over and saw the three North American tourists appearing on the pier, two strong men and a blond woman with a very thin body and no breasts.

A group of natives surrounded them and pushed a pig with a cart.

The black-haired pig screamed, and the natives hung the pig on a wooden pole regardless of the screams, and then stabbed the pig in the abdomen with a sharp knife.

The white intestines were exposed at that time, and blood splattered.

Under the command of three North Americans, the natives placed ropes on pulleys and put the screaming pigs into the river.

Before the pig could approach the river, a flat little fish jumped out, spreading its sharp teeth, and pounced on it to bite.

The river water seemed to be boiling, and it was thousands of piranhas gathering. They smelled the smell of blood and were eager for a sumptuous meal.

The thin blonde woman raised her camera and took pictures wildly. At this time, the pig's head had already penetrated into the river. The pig's screams disappeared immediately. Instead, it was replaced by the crazy surging of the river. Thousands of piranhas were jumping up and down, and some even jumped onto the dock and were kicked back into the river by the natives.

The pig's body quickly sank into the river, and in less than a minute, when the natives pulled the pig up again, it had turned into a white skeleton.

The hind legs were tied to the rope and were connected to the flesh, and the part that was sank into the river completely disappeared.

Countless piranhas surfaced as the pigs were pulled up. Although they had left the river on which they depended for survival, they were still biting.

Bang ~

Someone cut the rope.

The last half of the pig and the pig bones sank, and white waves were raised on the water surface. It can be clearly seen that tens of thousands of small fish with white fangs pounced on them in an instant.

Three North Americans roared wildly and took a photo with the fierce little fish. One of them even made a dangerous move to jump into the river, spreading half of his legs on the river surface, seducing the piranha upwards. It seemed that they were having fun.

After watching this scene, Di Wuchang felt a little difficult to breathe and his heart beat wildly.

He swallowed and spitted, "Is this the river when we came? Why didn't you tell me in advance that this river is the territory of piranhas."

Wei Chen shrugged, "Is there any difference?"

Di Wuchang didn't say anything. At this time, the fat boss lady came over and said a few words to Wei Chen in Portuguese.

Then, Wei Chen threw a stack of blue real-time bills to the boss's wife, and the boss's wife put a car key on the table, grabbed the bills and stuffed them into her bra.

"The car is ready, let's go." Wei Chen shook the car keys to Di Wuchang.
Chapter completed!