"Why are you here?"

Seeing Jin Defu and others, Liu Jiuwa frowned.

He is not a businessman like Liu Chunlai, and he instinctively doesn't like people like Jin Defu.

Even if this is the God of Wealth who is sent to the money, Brother Jiu doesn’t like it.

"Brother Jiu, did the Chunlai brothers say that the Eighth Zuzu wanted to eat some classics of Cantonese cuisine? I'm here to bring the top chef..." Jin Defu smiled apologized.

Fortunately, Zhu Rui was helping to be a translator.

Otherwise, with his ordinary level of speaking, he would be completely unable to communicate with Liu Jiuwa's Bashu dialect.

"Cantonese chef? If you have nothing to do, you will be either traitor or steal!" Liu Jiuwa understood what Zhu Rui said, and looked at the person in another car and was shocked.

The nouveau riche of Dog.

Before liberation, when the Liu family was at its most glorious, they didn’t go out to take the chef, right?

The dog said that he ran from the coast to the inland and actually brought the chef with him.

"Brother Jiu, I am not showing my diligence, but sincerely to thank you and Brother Chunlai for your kindness..."

"If you want more goods, it's useless to ask me for plead with the Eighth Zuzu." Liu Jiuwa interrupted Jin Defu's words.

Let’s talk ugly first.

Mr. Liu Ba often talks about Cantonese cuisine. When he came with Liu Chun, he didn't think it was as magical as Mr. Liu Ba said.

It doesn’t have much oil and water and tastes bad. Can it taste delicious?

However, at this age, the possibility of going on a long trip is too small.

Since Jin Defu has brought the chef, he can just tell the truth.

So I didn't say anything more, and took a few people to the yard of the bamboo forest not far away.

When Liu Chunlai returned to the pass, the car driven by Liu Qianshan also arrived at the pass.

When he arrived here, Zheng Tianyou asked to park again.

"If you don't say hello in advance, I'll pick you up in the county!" Looking at Zheng Tianyou's gloomy face, Colt and Alice next to him kept persuading him. Liu Chunlai's heart skipped a beat, but he still smiled and said hello.

Could it be that Zheng Tianyou thinks that the construction of a color TV plant is not suitable here?

It's indeed a bit inappropriate.

"Spring is coming, come here..." Colt naturally knew the situation.

He pulled Liu Chunlai aside and said in a low voice. Only then did Liu Chunlai realize that Zheng Tianyou was unwilling to see Master Liu Ba.

This guy!

Isn’t it just that I have a father?

What's more, he has been looking for his father for so many years.

I have two grandpas and one aunt out of thin air, and I have no place to make any decisions.

He was very worried about it, but Zheng Tianyou's situation would not be solved.

There was no rush to urge them to see Mr. Liu Ba first.

"Walk on the top of the mountain? There was a large temple above it, and there were many ruins..." Liu Chunlai did not mention Mr. Liu Ba.

Zheng Tianyou didn't look at Liu Chunlai, nor did he nod.

Just follow up.

"At the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, people in Sichuan were almost massacred. Our ancestors were forced to come here from Huguang to fill Sichuan. When the ancestors came here, they looked at the shape of the mountain and thought it was the Feng Shui saying that the six horses returned to their nests..."

While walking, Liu Chunlai introduced.

He uses English.

He can't speak Cantonese, but the other party doesn't understand Mandarin.

Zheng Tianyou didn't say anything.

"Foreign people say that we Chinese have no faith... Actually, it is not. Our faith is stronger than anyone else, because we believe in our ancestors..."

Liu Chunlai said while secretly looking at Zheng Tianyou's reaction beside him.

The latter listened to his words and had no reaction at all.

I went all the way to the top of Yanshan Temple.

"The land of this mountain is not fertile, and the mountains are short of water. They usually rely on the weather for their daily lives. In addition, most of the areas are stone corn... Most of the people living around are from our Liu family. In more than 300 years, they have reproduced to more than 2,000 now. What do you think is this?" Liu Chunlai asked Zheng Tianyou next to him.

Zheng Tianyou frowned and looked at Liu Chunlai in confusion.

I don’t understand what Liu Chunlai wants to express.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking towards the area where you look.

In the distance, there are continuous mountains. From the ravine to the top, most of them are covered with red potato vines. Many places have been dug out, revealing purple soil.

Some houses are scattered everywhere.

Zheng Tianyou didn't think there was anything special about such a place.

Mountainous areas mean worse development conditions than plains.

"Why?" Colt didn't understand what Liu Chunlai wanted to express.

"Because this is a clan land and a place where fallen leaves return to their roots. As long as we Chinese are not really unable to survive, no one is willing to leave our hometown..."

"So, you still build the factory here even though you know that the conditions are not suitable, there are almost no supporting facilities, and the cost is even high?" Colt finally understood why Liu Chunlai built the color TV factory here.

They are not optimistic about Liu Chunlai's color TV factory.

The reason why I am willing to become a shareholder is to thank Liu Chunlai for the huge profits he brought to them in the clothing field.

Now Chunyu's clothing has even begun to set off a trend in Europe, America, Japan and South Korea because of its novel styles.

Compared with the profits they make by buying clothing into the international market, color TV plants do not invest much.

"You asked me to come up, that's what you mean?" Zheng Tianyou finally spoke.

Bad expression.

Liu Chunlai shook his head: "Whether it was the century-old period of shame or the warlords' melee later, and before the reform and opening up, do you know how poor this place is?"

The two shook their heads.

It's already poor here.

They couldn't imagine how poor they were before.

Perhaps, it was richer than it is now.

At least, people had fewer children at that time.

Or the medical conditions are worse, and most of the children born died.

"Even if you are poor, there has never been any turmoil here, nor have you ever seen the neighbors in Yuru Village... Did you see the hill over there?" Liu Chunlai pointed to Mopan Village opposite.

There are only a few locust trees and some low shrubs growing in the cracks of the stones in Mopan Village.

There are bare stones everywhere.

The two of them looked in the direction of Liu Chunlai's fingers.

"There is called Mopan Village. The original bandit village existed in the late Qing Dynasty. Except for the Qing army that fought against the grain collection, even when the warlords fought later, they did not harm their neighbors..."

Liu Chunlai slowly told the story of Mopan Village.

Since childhood, I grew up in these legends of Mopan Village. Even if I don’t have the talent to tell stories, I still make people fascinated.

Legendary bandits.

In the end, these bandits who never robbed their families followed the Red Army on the Long March and then began to fight to defend their country.

"Why is this happening?"

Zheng Tianyou asked Liu Chunlai in confusion.

He didn't believe what Liu Chunlai said.

When the country and nation are facing danger, many knowledgeable people will indeed lose their heads and shed their blood.

In this remote mountainous area in the southwest inland, those people will have such awareness?

The battlefield is too far away from here.

Even if the accompanies were in the mountain city, they were often bombed, and the invaders' bombs would not be wasted in these places.

"It's because of the ancestral teachings of the Liu family..."

"What are you talking about?" Zheng Tianyou and Colt became more and more confused.

They are not here to listen to stories.

What is the ancestral teaching of the old Liu family has nothing to do with them.
To be continued...