"Give me a break!"
Zhao Qirui said with a grin, "Your families are all filthy rich. Why don't you join forces and fix the roads? I refuse to believe that if you improved the infrastructure, you wouldn't benefit from it."
"Brother Zhao, you're kidding. You know perfectly well why that won't work."
Xu Youhai spread his hands and said helplessly, "Actually, when my family first established itself here, we did consider building roads. But Myanmar was a complete mess back then, and there was no way to organize anything. Even now, even if our family wanted to build roads, everyone else only cared about sweeping the snow from their own doorstep. We couldn't possibly pay for everything ourselves, could we?"
Chu Chen said, "Uncle Xu, couldn't you act as a liaison? You could gather everyone together and discuss it. Wouldn't that solve the problem...?"
When he finished speaking, Chu Chen saw everyone looking at him with ambiguous smiles. Completely baffled, he scratched his head and asked, "Did I say something wrong?"
Xu Youhai said with a smile, "That idea of yours would indeed work in the environment back home. But Achen, don't forget—this is Myanmar!"
"How so?" Chu Chen asked curiously.
"Achen, don't forget that wars break out here all the time." Zhao Qirui actually understood what Xu Youhai meant. He had only been complaining earlier. Seeing Chu Chen ask, he offered a brief explanation.
"Wars? Haven't people always said that only some areas near the border are at war? How could it be here...?"
At this point, Chu Chen slapped his forehead. He had already figured it out.
Generally speaking, what were wars fought over? Aside from territory, of course, they were fought over all kinds of resources. Now that jadeite was so valuable, in the eyes of the