Rebirth 90: I changed my fate by winning the lottery

As soon as they landed at the shabby airport in the capital of Country J, everyone was dizzy from the heat waves.

I can’t imagine that they have to work under the sun in such high temperatures.

Qiao Guang slapped himself: "Why should I join in this fun?"

When they arrived at the dormitory arranged by Country J for the project team, everyone felt a little better.

Last year, the seniors lived in a makeshift shed next to the construction site. This year, when they came again, they were arranged to stay in a nearby hotel.

Although it is not a luxury hotel, it has a bathroom and air conditioning, which is a blessing in disguise. If the seniors who came here last year knew about this, they would probably shed tears of pain.

When the professors took them to the work site, Ding Mo realized that there were working groups here almost every day of the year. Their mission was to help Country J repair their ancient palace ruins, and they all had to do outdoor work.

The four men's work began by moving various huge stones dug out of the ground.

Several students came here just to help, so naturally they would have to do more physical work. Unfortunately, there were only two girls who signed up for the Cultural and Museum College this year. The experts nowadays didn't care about women, so Ding Mo and Wu You were directly used as laborers.

Fortunately, two boys, Qi Zan and Qiao Guang, came to join in the fun and helped the two girls share a lot of the physical work.

Even so, after finishing a day's work, everyone was exhausted and had many big lumps on their bodies from mosquito bites.

Ding Mo brought a lot of mosquito repellent products with her. She bought all the products available on the market. As soon as she arrived at the scene, she used them on herself, Qi Zan and others, but it still didn't work.

It was the staff of the working group stationed here who explained that the bites were not from mosquitoes but from small bites and ants. They also took out a special herbal ointment made by local residents and applied it to the bites, which helped them get better.

Ding Mo looked at the various mosquito repellent products that had filled nearly half of his suitcase, and threw them aside.

The accommodation of the working group was much better, but the food conditions were just as the seniors had said. Tourists could still go to the city to find some Western food, but they could only eat the food prepared by the locals. Because of the hot weather, the food here could not be stored for too long, and the food smelled like it was about to rot.

The cooking method is extremely simple, basically just a random stew. Various ingredients are put into a large pot and boiled together, and then a lot of spicy spices such as chili and curry are added, as if to cover up the smell of rotten food.

Ding Mo didn’t want to eat it after taking one bite. She now missed the taste of instant noodles so much.

If I had known earlier, I would have brought instant noodles instead of those mosquito repellent products.

Seeing that the students couldn't eat, the other members of the working group didn't pay much attention to them. They needed to adapt to the new environment, especially the eating problem. With such a heavy workload, they would get hungry quickly. After skipping two meals, they would be able to eat.

When they were lying in bed at night and their stomachs started growling, they understood why no staff came to persuade them to eat. At breakfast the next day, the four of them ate like hungry tigers and ate without paying attention.

If you don’t eat the food prepared by the locals, you will be hungry, and if you eat, you will have diarrhea. It’s a vicious cycle.

The first person to suffer retribution was Qiao Guang. He was originally from the north and could not eat so much chili pepper. In addition, the ingredients were not fresh, so he became the first person to fall.

Poor him, he was already dizzy and sweating, but he couldn't delay his work. He was just exempted from the heavy physical work and squatted there with a small brush to help the old professor brush the dust off a stone pillar.

Ding Mo looked at him like this and vaguely felt that her stomach was beginning to feel uncomfortable. This couldn't go on, she had to find some clean food anyway.

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Ding Mo is really a fierce person. After work in the evening, I don't know how she convinced the professor who led the team, but she actually lent out the fuel-powered tricycle that the project team used to transport things.

She helped Qiao Guang climb into the car, and asked Qi Zan and Wu You to climb in as well. She drove the tricycle and sped away. The heat of the day subsided, and the few people sat in the speeding car and felt the night breeze blowing, which also lifted their spirits.

There is a tourist gathering area not far from the hotel. Many people set up stalls here at night, and a night market has gradually formed. I heard that there are also many bars, cafes and Western restaurants.

Ding Mo asked other staff members and decided to take his friends out to find food after work in the evening.

It wasn't that they couldn't bear the hardship, but if Qiao Guang ate another meal with the work group, he would probably have diarrhea and die. She could only come out to get him something fresh and clean to eat.

As expected, places where tourists gather are much more lively. The tourists here are mainly Europeans and Americans, and the entire night market is full of people speaking English. Ding Mo quickly locked onto a Western restaurant with good business, and the tricycle stopped at the door of the store with a swing of the tail.

Although it is a western restaurant for foreign tourists, the food they sell is not very diverse, just the usual French fries, hamburgers and steaks. But it is better than eating those work meals that have been stewed so badly that you can't tell what the original ingredients are.

The four of them devoured the meal and ordered some food to take back to the professor and teaching assistant. Ding Mo waved his hand and slapped a few US dollars on the table, paying the bill generously.

Even if the four of them were full, they were not in the mood to go shopping at the night market. No matter how unique the exotic customs were, they could not arouse their interest. They were tired after a day and now just wanted to go back to take a shower and sleep.

As expected, when Ding Mo went to ride her tricycle, she saw a few children fiddling with the chain lock on the tricycle.

When Qiao Guang saw this, he was about to yell at the kids but was stopped by Ding Mo. She shook her head and just stepped forward and said a few words in English, and the group of kids dispersed.

Qiao Guang frowned, he didn't understand why Ding Mo let these car thieves go. Ding Mo could only explain to him that the living standards of the residents here were not high, and the public security was not good. Even children would do some petty thefts from time to time. If they made a big fuss, they might not attract the police, but would be surrounded by local residents. So it was better to have less trouble than more.

Qi Zan was very satisfied with Ding Mo's prudence. He persuaded Qiao Guang and others to get back into the car and wait for Ding Mo to take them back to the hotel.

Just as Ding Mo started the car, she felt a pair of eyes staring at her from behind. She turned around suddenly and seemed to see the figure of an oriental man, who quickly hid in the crowd nearby and disappeared.