Chapter 3 The Land Bun Lao Qin

The way Lao Qin appeared was beyond Qin Mubai's expectations. He thought Lao Qin would be a ghost, but he turned out to be a living person. By the way, what about Lao Qin?

However, Qin Mubai's curiosity was blocked by him. The reason why Old Qin was so easy to talk to was because everything around him was unfamiliar with him. Otherwise, an emperor of the age would never be so easy to talk to.

As for the fact that Lao Qin's surname was Zhao, Qin Mubai suddenly remembered that according to Sima Qian's record of the Grand Historian, Lao Qin's surname was indeed Zhao's surname according to current customs.

After getting in the car, Lao Qin sat in the first row with a big horse with a golden sword. Qin Mubai's mouth twitched. He wanted to walk over and say that the buses in the first row cannot be seated. This row is a special seat for the tour guide and there is no insurance purchase.

In the end, he still held back and pretended not to see it. This person is really an old man, well, he has to be careful to serve him.

Qin Mubai simply picked up the microphone in his car and said directly: "Everyone, quiet, everyone, I believe you all know. I am everyone's leader. My surname is Qin, and my name is Qin Mubai. I will accompany you all the trip these days. If you have any problems during the itinerary or need help, come to me directly. You can call me Director Qin or Xiao Qin."

"Now I'll click on the number of people, and everyone will take out your ID card. We will apply for a boarding pass together later." After Qin Mubai finished speaking, he put down the microphone, then went straight to the back and started collecting his ID card, and then counted the number of people.

After confirming that the number of people was correct, Qin Mubai was about to let the driver drive directly. At this moment, a knock on the car door suddenly came from outside.

Qin Mubai frowned, and then he suddenly remembered that Guo Xu said that someone had given him a plan this morning.

The driver had already opened the car door, and then he pushed the door open and walked up. Seeing this person, Qin Mubai's face looked a little ugly. It was Xue Hou.

Xue Hou was naturally also a tour guide, but this person is not good at character. In the tour guide circle, his name is already famous, and his relationship with Qin Mubai is extremely poor.

"Oh, isn't this Brother Bai? I thought that someone took over this group. I didn't expect it to be the ace Brother Bai of the travel agency. How could such a group require Brother Bai to take action? Isn't this affair?" Xue Hou was gloating.

"Stop talking nonsense, bring the things and you can leave." Qin Mubai said coldly.

"What is your attitude? I'm kind enough to send it to you. It's okay if I don't say thank you. By the way, I'm here to remind you, don't forget our bets." Xue Hou also sneered.

"Don't worry, I won't forget it, get out of here." Qin Mubai took the thing directly from his hand and said impatiently.

"Tsk tsk, then I wish you good luck. I see how much money can your group make? Can it be launched at your own expense? How much can you shop?" Xue Hou's voice was very loud.

The car was very quiet at this time, and all the guests inside heard it.

Grass! This bitch. Qin Mubai immediately spoke, "Master drives."

The drivers are all veteran drivers and often cooperate with tour guides. Xue Hou’s name is also very famous among the drivers, of course, it is notorious.

Xue Hou was still stepping on the car door, but the car door was not closed, and the driver drove directly with the accelerator.

Xue Hou, who was stepping on the car door, was startled and jumped backwards and sat on the ground in a mess. Qin Mubai laughed out loud, and the driver had already closed the door.

The reason why Xue Hou came here is very simple. It was to mock Qin Mubai. The peak tourist season in Inner Mongolia was only more than two months. Both of them were staying in Guo Xu's travel agency. A group with good quality in a travel agency is limited, and such groups are naturally given to good tour guides.

What is a good tour guide? Naturally, you can make money for travel agencies.

Apart from character, Qin Mubai and Xue Hou are both good tour guides, but the so-called mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. The conflict between the two of them is quite big, and then the two simply make a bet that this summer, whoever earns more will stay, and the other person leaves by themselves and associates with another travel agency.

Nowadays, tourists are more alert and have heard of the dark side of this tourism. It would be strange if these customers would buy it by Xue Hou's intentional voice just now.

Moreover, the team leader is not profitable at all. Even if he makes money, it is still profitable by the local tour guide. How much money can Qin Mubai get?

But none of these matters. Qin Mubai didn't come for this. He only had one task now, that is, to take care of Lao Qin well. Qin Mubai doesn't care about the others now. He has died once. Only genius knows what the result will be if he cannot complete the task well.

"That, by the way, Mr. Zhao, do you have an ID card?" Qin Mubai suddenly remembered, Damn, others have ID cards, does Lao Qin have an ID card?

"Identity card? Are you talking about this small piece?" Old Qin looked at the stack of ID cards in Qin Mubai's hand and asked.

"Yes, that's it." Qin Mubai whispered.

"Oh, yes." Old Qin immediately took out an ID card from himself and handed it to Qin Mubai.

Qin Mubai took it and saw it, and he felt a little relieved. His ID card was named Zhao Zheng, and his date of birth and address were normal. The SX native to Xi'an was written on it. He was really afraid that the date of birth was 259 BC. If it could be used, there would be a ghost.

There is no problem now. As for why a Xianyang native went to see the Terracotta Warriors and Horses from the Inner Mongolia Newspaper Tour, these are nothing. Can you be rich and willful?

"Xiao Qin, where are we in the Central Plains now?" After Qin Mubai sat down, Lao Qin asked.

"Well, we are in Inner Mongolia now, strictly speaking, north of the Yellow River and outside the Great Wall." Qin Mubai scratched his head before speaking.

"Is this the territory of the Huns?" Old Qin was shocked.

"That's right." Qin Mubai was a little amused, because during the Han Dynasty, the Huns should have been in this place. At that time, Qin Mubai, the tour guide in Inner Mongolia, didn't know what Mongolia was called.

"This... where are the Huns now?" Old Qin paused for a moment, then asked again.

The Huns... Qin Mubai's mouth twitched. Old Qin is now like a local bun, and he is also a Huns... Most of the ethnic minorities have been Chineseized.

"There are no more Huns now. In the long historical evolution process, they have disappeared long ago." Qin Mubai didn't know how to explain it. His history was just like that. Moreover, if you find a history professor, you may not be able to answer the question of Lao Qin. Of course, the Huns did not strictly disappear, but now they have other titles, but Qin Mubai is not clear about it.
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