Burning Moscow

"Wait a minute, Nina." Seeing Nina preparing to open the glass door and walk in, I quickly stopped her, pointed to the sign on the door and asked: "What's the matter with this sign?"

Nina looked up at the photo above, and replied blankly: "What else can it be? Isn't it written an officer shopping store?"

"I know the words above," I pointed to the sign and continued: "What I want to ask is, what is this store for?"

"Isn't it written very clearly," Ulanova smiled to me next to me: "The military officer shopping store means that only military officers are qualified to shop in it."

"Okay, no, let's go in." Nina opened the glass door, held the door with her left hand, and made a gesture of asking with her right hand toward the inside. I was not polite and took the lead and walked in.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a long glass counter on the side facing the door with a dazzling array of goods, and even the salespersons standing behind the counter were more beautiful. Just as I was dizzy, I suddenly heard a cold voice next to me: "This female citizen, this is an officer's shop, you are not qualified to come in."

I turned my head and found a desk on the left side of the door. Behind the desk sat a middle-aged woman in military casual clothes and a pair of round glasses. She should have been talking to me just now.

Before I could say anything, Nina and Ulanova walked in. The middle-aged woman saw the two of them coming in, she immediately walked around from behind her desk, greeted him warmly, and asked with a smile, "Comrades, two female commanders, welcome, what do you need, please choose whatever you want. ."

After the other party finished this, seeing that I was still standing there, he immediately slammed his face and solemnly: "This female citizen, I have already told you that you are not qualified to enter here, please leave immediately."

When Ulanova heard this of the middle-aged woman, she became anxious and immediately helped me fight the injustice: "What, she is not qualified to enter here?! She is..."

"I'm here with them." I didn't want to overwhelm the people, so I interrupted in time to ask Ulannova and winked at the two.

Nina is very resilient. After seeing my wink, she hurriedly politely said to the middle-aged woman: "Yes, she came with us to buy things."

Seeing Nina like this, the middle-aged woman is not good, but after looking at me up and down, said: "Although you are three people, if you want to buy things, you can only enjoy the treatment of two people. Understand?"

"Understand." After I finished this sentence, I took Nina and Ulanova to the counter to choose the food they wanted.

"Lida," Seeing that we were some distance away from the middle-aged woman, Ulanova lowered her voice and asked me, "Why don't you want her to show her identity?"

"Ulanova, we are just here to buy things, not to show off our identity, so there is no need to tell her the truth." After I briefly explained the reason to Ulanova, I shifted the topic to the food on the counter: "I want to ask, is it stipulated that as long as you are an officer, you can buy all the goods here?"

"No, Lida." Nina shook her head. "Lieutenant-level officers can buy one kilogram each of bread, cheese, butter, potatoes, and eggs, and 200 grams each of sausage, bacon, biscuits, and candy. School-level In addition to doubling the goods purchased by military officers on the basis of lieutenant-level officers, they can also buy coffee, various cans and alcohol."

I stared at the mountain of bacon piled up on the meat counter and the meat sausages thicker than human thighs, I couldn't help but drool in secret, and then asked, "What is the standard for the general level?"

"All the goods here can be purchased without restrictions." Ulanova approached my ear with a little excitement: "When I came with Nina last time, I saw a counter full of various flavors. Chocolate is made in Poland, but it is a pity that only military-level officers can buy it. You are here today, and you must buy a few for me."

When I heard that at my level, I can purchase all the goods in the store without restrictions, I was stunned. But after a while, my expression dimmed, and I was a little embarrassed to the two of them: "I don't have much money with me, and I may not be able to buy much."

"How much money do you bring with you?" Ulanova asked unwillingly.

I opened my bag and looked at the banknotes in the mezzanine. These were the funds Khrushchev provided to me when I was in Kiev. After taking a cursory look, I apologized: "Only more than thirty rubles." After I said this, I suddenly realized a more important question, and hurriedly asked, "Can the rubles be used here?"

"Of course," Nina nodded affirmatively: "The ruble is hard currency here."

After learning that the ruble can be used, I feel a little more at ease, but I still ask with a guilty conscience: "I don't know how much the money can buy?"

"Enough is enough, enough." After Ulanova figured out the number of rubles I was carrying, she also showed a relaxed expression on her face: "The prices here are super cheap, and the things we buy later are estimated to be three of us. No one can move it."

When Ulanova said this, I thought she was a little exaggerated, but soon I knew that she was right. Ten minutes later, the things we bought piled up on the open space of the store: five kilograms of white flour, five kilograms of barley, five kilograms of white sugar, ten cans of canned pickled cucumbers, ten cans of canned pickled tomatoes, two kilograms Bacon and sausages of the same weight.

Ulanova took advantage of the middle-aged woman and Nina to settle the accounts, and then ran to the counter inside and asked the salesperson for twenty 100-gram packages of Polish chocolate. She didn't walk far with the chocolate in her hand, stopped again, pointed to the wine on the shelf, and said to the salesperson: "Comrade salesperson, give me two more bottles of Polish wine, the one with the highest alcohol content."

When the salesperson heard her, his face was embarrassed, but after hesitating for a moment, he took the wine from the shelf and put it on the counter. I picked up one of the bottles and looked at the trademark, and I immediately understood why the salesperson had that expression just now. It turned out that Ulanova bought Polish rectified vodka, which has a 96% alcohol content, which is the highest purity in the world. Spirits.

I have heard of this kind of wine back then. As long as you take a sip, you will feel as if someone's stomach has been hit hard with a heavy fist, and a little carelessness will cause death. So I asked Ulanova quietly: "What do you do to buy such a high concentration of liquor? You must know that this type of strong liquor can be used as fuel if it is poured directly into the tank of the tank."

"It's much more useful." Ulanova said smugly: "In addition to being sterilized by alcohol, it can also be drunk with that low-grade vodka. The taste is simply great."

The middle-aged woman saw the two bottles of wine we placed in front of her, and immediately sternly said: "Comrade female commander, to buy this kind of wine, you must have the signature of a general-level commander." Pick up the wine and put it on the desk aside.

After putting the wine in, the middle-aged woman stared at the pile of things we bought on the ground and frowned: "Comrade female commanders, what you bought seems to be seriously beyond the permitted range. Please show your military ID. , I can confirm how many things you can buy."

Nina waited for her to finish, then took out her military certificate from her jacket pocket and handed it over. But after Ulanova drew out her pocket for a long time, she exclaimed: "Oh, I forgot to bring my ID."

When the middle-aged woman heard Ulannova's words, she immediately went to business with her: "Comrade Female Commander, since you forgot to bring your ID, then you can only buy one person's weight." Then, she greeted the salesperson behind the counter, Ask them to remove the things on the floor.

"Wait a minute." When I saw two beautiful saleswomen preparing to come out from behind the counter, I quickly raised my hand to stop them. Then I took out my military ID card from my shoulder bag in the astonished gaze of a few people. , Handed it to the middle-aged woman, and asked politely: "I don't know if I can buy so many things with my credentials?"

The middle-aged woman took the ID in my hand and took a casual look. She raised her head and looked at me with a contemptuous expression on her face. When she was thinking about talking, she suddenly shook her whole body and felt that her ID card came close to her eyes again. After a closer look, her mouth suddenly turned into an o-shape, and she couldn't close it for a long time. She was probably stunned by my identity.

She returned me with a smile on her face and stammered: "Comrade General, I am the manager of this store. You...you are wearing... casual clothes, I...I can't...recognize you. Please...comrade general forgive me...!"

I took the military ID, put it in my shoulder bag, waved to her, and said gently, "This lesbian, don't be nervous, you are also following the rules and doing nothing wrong." After that, I bowed my head. He glanced at the goods on the floor, sighed softly, and asked, "Can we buy all these things?"

"No problem, no problem, Comrade General." The store manager nodded and bowed, "Don't order something like this, you can buy it even if it is ten times more."

I smiled: "Don't buy ten times anymore, I don't know how to get these things home."

"Don't worry, Comrade General." Seeing that I didn't blame herself, the store manager suddenly became energetic again. She took the initiative: "Our store provides delivery services. I will send someone to drive these things to you later. Go home."

Seeing that the store manager gave me soft drinks, Ulanova pointed to the two bottles of vodka on the table and asked, "Can we take those two bottles together?"

"Yes, you can," the store manager Chunfeng said to Ulanova, "If you want, you can buy two more bottles." After that, she turned her eyes to me and asked politely: "Comrade General, here we are. A batch of apples just arrived today. Would you like to buy some more by the way?"

Nina and Ulanova's eyes lit up when they heard the supply of fresh fruit, and they all cast their sights on me, waiting for my final idea.

I pointed to the pile of things on the ground and said to the two of them: "I don't know yet whether I have enough money to pay for these food bills."

"Comrade General," the store manager took the initiative to me: "What you are buying now is 23 rubles in total. If you don't have enough money, our delivery worker can come to your home to pick it up."

The price quoted by the manager was far below my expectations. Seeing that there was still a lot of money left in my hand, he told Nina and Ulanova: "What else you two need, just pick it. ."

Nina shook her head slightly and smiled at me: "No, Lida, I bought everything that should be bought."

I looked at the things on the ground again, turned my head and asked the manager: "Do you have any cooking oil, salt and matches here?"

After hearing this, the manager nodded vigorously: "Some and some, what else do you want?"

I took out the banknotes from my shoulder bag, counted 25 rubles from it and handed them to the manager, telling her: "In addition to what I just had, I will give us some more apples to make up for 25 rubles."

"Okay, Comrade General, I'll make arrangements for you." After the manager finished, he walked quickly to the nearest counter and ordered a few words to the salesperson standing behind. The salesperson nodded, turned around and pushed open a closed door and walked in.

Not long afterwards, the saleswoman walked out of the house with two men with sacks on their shoulders and two glass bottles filled with cooking oil in their hands. The manager quickly moved a counter and let a few people walk out from behind the counter. She brought a few people to me and explained to me: "Comrade General, this is 20 kilograms of apples, four bottles of cooking oil, two packets of salt and twenty boxes of matches."

"Thank you, comrade manager." Although the manager's attitude towards me was not very friendly since I entered the door, I am very satisfied with what she is doing now, so I politely said to her: "Thank you for sending someone to help us. Send things back to ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ no problem," the manager walked to the table, picked up the notebook and a pen, and asked politely: "Where is your address?"

I turned my head and looked at Nina and Ulanova, who were delighted to the side: "Tell the comrade manager the addresses of both of you, and she will arrange for someone to help us send things back."

Seeing the manager instructed her men to move the things piled on the ground one by one onto a carriage outside the store, I couldn't help feeling secretly: The things placed in this store are definitely more accessible than ordinary people. The things in those shops are so good that they can barely be regarded as special products. I didn't expect that the general of me would be able to enjoy such benefits in the locality. It was really unexpected.

After loading the truck, I waved goodbye to the store manager, and then walked back slowly with Nina and Ulanova behind the carriage.

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