Seeing them leaving, Zhang Xiaobao felt relieved.

"This saves a lot of trouble. In the future, let them do things and exchange materials without worrying about them being so vigilant. The first step has been completed."

"Yes, during the Long March, our army also thought of many ways to establish good relations with the local people. It was not easy. Should we invite locals to have a meal together later?"

Wang Juan took off the necklace around Xiaobei's neck. It was too dirty. He had to wash it a few more times when he went back.

"This meal is not necessary, they may not be able to eat it. It is easy to find a way to get them to work with them. It is easy to have a contact and an excuse to invite them to dinner."

Zhang Xiaobao is really unwilling to deal with ethnic minorities like this, mainly because he does not know the other party’s beliefs and rules, and may even do something wrong with kindness. For example, if you invite Muslims to eat pork, no matter how good you make, it is to cause trouble.

It would be great if someone introduced the local customs first.

When Zhang Xiaobao returned to the team, Old Man Bi and his three men put down their eyes and looked at Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan with relief and said, "Good, it's done well, what's the point."

"This is called child diplomacy. If someone has a wife diplomacy, we have child diplomacy. Children will always be the unchanging theme of life, representing the continuation and hope of thought."

Zhang Xiaobao was in a good mood, explained it and used a new noun.

"What's going on with the wife's diplomacy?" Old Man Bi looked as if he was shameless.

"It is to send your wife out to chat with someone else's wife. The wives of the aristocratic family have such skills. When they are tired, they don't want to eat, so they just need to drink some soup later."
Chapter completed!