Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

No matter what the possibility is, it is a good thing for Friendship Leather City. Once the news spreads, the investment work of Leather City will become easier.

As for whether Yi Hongxuan is really involved, is love, the blisters on the soles of his feet are all made by himself, Nan Yi, a cheap cousin, doesn't like to meddle in his cousin's affairs, if it wasn't for Yi Jinru's entrustment, plus Yi Hongxuan opened a restaurant, so Nan Yi didn't bother to come to the door.

Bao Huantou came to chat about gossip by the way, he still had to continue to send out invitation letters, and after a while he left, and when he was about to reach the gate, Nan Yi noticed the female translator Bao Huantou was carrying, what else? Said, the note is very good.

In the afternoon, just after three o'clock, Nanyi received a call from Yepisov asking him to go to Bono's restaurant in the evening.

Nan Yi agreed and arrived at the Ukrainian Hotel on time at 5:20. Bono Restaurant is located on the 29/30 floor of the hotel.

The Bono restaurant in 1991 seemed a bit unusual. Nanyi was blocked by the doorman and refused to enter. After reporting Yepisov’s name, the doorman changed his face and allowed him to enter, but he could only bring two people. Go in, guns cannot be brought in.

No one showed their guns, but the doorman kept telling the truth. Nanyi had to look at him a few more times, and then thought of the White House he had seen on the road just now, and compared the height difference between the two buildings in his heart. I understand, the doorman may be just Fake or work part-time.

Nanyi asked Xiaohua and Tianxian to leave their guns and go in with him, while the others went downstairs and waited.

Enter the restaurant, follow the waiter's instructions, find the way to the roof, walk two steps to the roof, and see the back of Yepisov's head under the glass arc top on the far left, and also see his iconic Spiral Bald.

There is a woman sitting across from him. Nanyi knows her. As long as Moscow Television Channel 2 does not broadcast "Swan Lake", she can be seen on TV. The woman is Evelyn Aksin, the host of the "Time" column. Ya, a very rare name without a baby.

[Beginning in August 1991, all TV stations of the Soviet revisionist broadcast "Swan Lake" repeatedly. ]

With the word "mistress" circling in his mind, Nanyi walked towards the back of Yepisov's head.

"Miss Aksinya, hello."

Regardless of whether she was a mistress or not, Nan Yi planned to be kind first, took Aksinya's hand and gave her a hand kiss.

It's good, there is no strong perfume smell on the woman's hands.

Nanyi actually doesn't like the smell of perfume very much. After a woman takes a bath, the faint smell of shampoo and body wash left on her hair and body is the most beautiful to him. He can't smell any poison or charm at all.

Letting go of Aksinya's hand, Nan Yi naturally sat on the seat beside her.

Perhaps because he guessed that Nanyi would make wild associations, as soon as Nanyi sat down, Yepisov introduced: "Adam, Evelyn is my sister's daughter."

"I see. Just now I was still wondering why Miss Aksinya and Yepisov look so much alike. There is a saying in China that nephews and nieces look very similar to uncles."

Nanyi didn't feel embarrassed at all when he mistakenly thought of his mistress just now, and directly transitioned to the state of a niece. It's just that he was a little strange. Why did Yepisov bring his niece with him when he asked him? Could it be that the unregistered account in the Swiss bank that Yepisov used to collect money was in the hands of Aksinya?

"No surprise, I look a lot like my sister."

Upon hearing Yepisov's words, Nanyi complained in his stomach: "Hey, you really dare to take it down. If sister Ni looks like you, she will be finished. I have to assume that Aksinya is Wrong hug in the hospital."

How should I put it, not being ugly is the highest evaluation of Yepisov's appearance, what stands out about him is the temperament of a superior, as the so-called one gram (KGB) covers all ugliness.

Nanyi saw Yepisov very pleasing to the eye, no matter from which angle he looked, he could see Franklin smiling at him.

"Miss Aksinya, I'm very interested in your working hours. Your programs are broadcast at nine o'clock in the evening, so your working hours are also at night?"

Not knowing how to answer Yepisov's words, Nanyi turned to chat with Aksinya.

"No, I'm going to the TV station at two o'clock in the afternoon to start preparations. Make-up and getting familiar with the manuscript have to be done in advance."

Aksinya answered Nanyi's question very relaxedly, her accent, tone, and even timbre were different from those of the host.

"That's right, what about off-duty time?"

"Not necessarily, usually around ten o'clock." Aksinya replied.

"Then today?"

"I've left my job for two days."

Aksinya said casually, without any disappointed expression on her face.

As far as Nanyi knows, the first channel of Moscow TV station has stopped broadcasting at the end of August, but the second channel is still on the air, but it is also precarious. It is not a bad choice to resign at this time.

Yepisov, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly said, "Adam, do you know the Central Lenin Stadium?"

"I know, it's the home court of the Torpedo team, and Mostovoy has teased the Torpedo team severely there." Nan Yi made a joke.

Although the Soviet Union is currently in chaos, it does not affect the progress of the top football competition "Senior Football League", and Mostovoi is currently the number one player in the "Su Gao".

"Adam, this is Moscow, don't speak ill of the Torpedo team."

"OK, you continue."

Nanyi suddenly realized that the joke he was making was not a small one. Russian football hooligans were not just kidding.

"It has been 35 years since the opening of the Central Lenin Stadium. The last renovation was before the 1980 Olympic Games. Now it has been 10 years. Some parts are outdated. It is time for repairs, but the Sports Bureau has no funds for repairs. "

Saying that, Yepisov looked at Nanyi, waiting for his reaction.

Nan Yi asked thoughtfully: "The stadium can accommodate 100,000 people, right?"

"The exact number is 103,000 people, and there is a small stadium next to it that can hold 8,000 people." Yepisov said.

"The Sports Bureau wants to rent out the stadium?"

"Yes."

Nanyi simulated the traffic route from the ^ stadium to an ant market in his mind. The distance between the two places is roughly 20 kilometers. According to the traffic conditions in Moscow, it would take about 50 minutes by car, less than an hour.

The subway station next to the stadium is a sports station, and an ant market is a guerrilla station. The two places cannot be directly connected. To get from the stadium to an ant market, you need to transfer Line 2 to Line 3. Both places are not too far away from the subway entrance. Far, hawkers can easily purchase goods back and forth between the two places.

"Episov, tomorrow I will go to the stadium to check on the ground, and we will talk about the rest later."

"No problem, order now?" Yepisov smiled.

"You come, I am free."

When the food was ordered, after the waiter served the food, Yepisov said while cutting the steak: "For some reasons, it is not convenient for Evelyn to continue working in the TV station, so she resigned, and I introduced her to you." Evelyn is not very satisfied with several jobs, Adam, do you have anything to introduce?"

"Wang Ba Gai, Niang Xipi..." Nanyi said a series of foul words in his stomach, "See if I don't eat those two swallows, so I send my own niece to my side? Damn, I will eat it."

600 milliseconds to relieve the depression in my heart, 300 milliseconds to think about the pros and cons, 100 milliseconds to blend a little more smile on my cheeks, turn my head, look at Aksinya's face, "Miss Aksinya, I don't know if you are willing to give in My assistant? I want to state in advance that being my assistant will be very hard work, and there will be a lot of work to be done."

Hearing Nanyi's words, Aksinya subconsciously glanced at Yepisov, and after receiving some kind of hint from Yepisov, she looked at Nanyi again and said, "Of course I am willing, but I haven't done anything like this before. work experience, you may not be able to do well.”

"It doesn't matter, no matter who you are, you will never come to the meeting. If you promise, you will wait for me at the gate of No. 316 Xincun Street at seven o'clock tomorrow morning. Please be on time. I hate people who are not on time."

Nanyi plans to give Aksinya a good time, starting with the habit of waking up. As a public figure who needs to pay attention to appearance, the makeup time may be an hour, or it may be longer. Washing, choosing clothes, putting on makeup, commuting, etc. To arrive at the consulate on time at seven o'clock, it would probably be too late to get up at half past five.

It will be a very painful thing to change the biological clock from getting up at around twelve o'clock to half past five. Nan Yi has already fantasized about the scene of Aksinya breathing heavily tomorrow.

The gloom on Aksinya's face disappeared in a flash, and she responded with a tone that could hardly conceal her depression.

Yepisov was very satisfied with the result, the action of cutting the steak became much lighter, and the sauce on the plate seemed to be cuter.

In Nanyi's mind, he was already sorting out the things that need to be paid attention to in the future. He was very depressed. For a long time in the future, the mask on his face would have to be worn 24 hours a day, all day long.

After dinner, Nan Yi went back to the consulate. When he passed Neglin Street, he also glanced at the Sandutnov bathroom, the most famous sauna in Moscow.

I heard that the Tsar visited here, and Napoleon did not forget to take a sauna here when he broke Moscow. There are even more stories about Soviet revisionist leaders, true and false, false and true.

Thinking about how wonderful it would be to come here one day, Nan Yi was about to look back when he saw the door of the bathroom being pushed open, and a man and a woman came out from the inside, the man put his hands around the woman's shoulders, The woman leans on the man's arm.

Behind the two, there were a few guys who made Nan Yi want to hum "Superstar in a Chaotic World" involuntarily.

Lifting his hips and turning his head to ninety degrees, Nan Yi glanced at the woman's face again to confirm that she was the female neighbor on the K3 train, and then he looked away.

"Tiger cub, did you see that?"

"The handle of the second right waist gun in the left hand is exposed, it should be a homemade soil sprayer." The tiger cub said bluntly.

"Well, Tianxian, have you ever seen a man with a woman in his arms on a train?"

"I haven't seen it, not with the man who fucked her in the car."

Nan Yi stroked his chin, "It's interesting, next time we will find out if it's the forces in Moscow or the gang of robbers on the train."

...

The next day, seven o'clock.

Nan Yi appeared at the gate of the consulate on time, just in time to see Aksinya parked the car on the side of the road and got out of the car. Although she couldn't see a trace of lethargy or haggardness on her face, she was full of tiredness. I don't know if I didn't sleep last night, or if I was forcibly woken up by my mind this morning.

No matter what it is, Aksinya's state at this time cannot be very good.

When Aksinya came to the front, Nanyi first came to greet him in the morning, and before the other party digested his etiquette, he immediately said with a cold face: "Aksinya, you are the assistant, and I am the assistant." Boss, today is your first day at work, I can forgive you, from now on, please set your watch forward by fifteen minutes, I said seven o'clock, you should arrive at six forty-five at the latest."

As he said, Nanyi handed a briefcase and a military shoulder bag to Aksinya, "The briefcase contains official documents, and the green bag contains my personal belongings. I will familiarize myself with it when I get in the car." They, when I need them, you can give me what I need in time and quickly, and get to know me as soon as possible, don't wait for me to speak, now, get in the car."

As Nanyi said, he got into the car, and when Aksinya got in the car, he asked the school girl to drive.

"Are there any other iconic places beside the Central Lenin Stadium?" After the car drove out, Nan Yi spread out the map in his hand and asked Aksinya.

Aksinya was stunned for a while, and then she realized Nanyi's cold gaze, "Ah... there is... No. 14 Middle School."

"Is there anything special about No. 14 middle school?"

"It is one of the two middle schools in Moscow that offer Chinese classes."

"The other one?"

"11 Middle School."

Aksinya got into the mood a little bit, and was waiting for Nanyi to continue to ask questions, but Nanyi grabbed her left wrist, raised her hand, and sniffed her armpit with her nose.

Aksinya's body odor is not too heavy, lightly, far from the bottom line that Nanyi can bear.

Putting down Aksinya's wrist, Nan Yi still said seriously: "From now on, you are not allowed to wear perfume during working hours, and take a bath with roses before going out in the morning. I will reimburse the cost of roses; also, your working hours and my Absolute synchronization, you have to be here when I start working, and you can only rest when I rest, in order to save you a little commuting time, after get off work today, you go back and pack your personal belongings and move them here."

On the way, I stopped for a while before the dining car selling breakfast, and Tianxian went down to help Nanyi buy a glass of tomato juice, two eggs and a Russian pancake.

When breakfast was finished, the school belle had already driven the car near the sports station. Nan Yi glanced at the street sign on the side of the road. To the left was No. 14 Middle School, and to the right was the stadium.

Asking the school girl to stop, Nanyi got off the car and looked at the exit. From time to time, boys and girls with schoolbags would come out of the sports station, some with typical Russian features, some with Caucasian features, and Seeing a girl of the yellow race, she has more obvious characteristics of Huaguo, but she should not be a small foreign student. The turban wrapped around the girl's head reminded Nanyi of Huihui. He guessed that the girl was from Dungan.

Following the boys and girls, they walked towards No. 14 Middle School and came to the gate of the school. Nanyi stopped to look at the scale of the school's buildings, and then typed in Chinese to several twelve and thirteen-year-old students who were entering the campus. Greeted, got a response, also in Chinese, the accent is a bit awkward, but it does not hinder understanding.

"Find out how many students there are in this school, and find out the Chinese proficiency of the senior students." After greeting the students, Nan Yi said to Aksinya: "This is your task this afternoon, make good use of you identity of."

The status of a well-known TV host can bring a lot of convenience, and it is not easy to get rejected wherever you go.

Leaving the gate of No. 14 Middle School and walking for about ten minutes, Nanyi and his party came to the periphery of the stadium.

Nanyi directly filtered out the sculptures and greenery, his eyes turned into a ruler, measured the circular space surrounding the stadium, walked around with his feet, and began to look for the open entrance of the stadium.

I was lucky. When I walked from the south gate to the east gate, I saw someone holding the door. A piece of 50 rubles knocked the door open. I walked to the center of the football field without lawn and looked around at the auditorium. The endless seats will not bring dense fear to people.

After taking a look, Nanyi looked away. Although the auditorium was neatly arranged, it seemed that booths could be set up on it, but in fact, load bearing was a problem.

Keeping the size of the football field in mind, Nan Yi walked to the bottom of the auditorium along the usual entrance for athletes.

Gymnasiums and stadiums are generally empty below the auditorium, with seats on the top and rooms with various functions below. There is also a circular aisle around the inner diameter of the stadium. The circular aisle of the Central Lenin Stadium is very wide. There is more than eight meters in length. If it is used for stalls, stalls should be set up on both sides, and there is more than four meters in the middle for people to walk.

Walked around in a circle, and crossed the football field a few times in the middle. When I returned to the original point of departure, an idea had already appeared in Nanyi's mind.

Set up booths in the aisle, without paying attention to the area, one after another, the first one is selling socks, the next one may be selling small commodities, and the location of the football field is to set up boutique stalls with relatively expensive rents.

The east gate of the stadium is the entrance. After customers enter, they can only go north. They can continue west along the aisle, or directly enter the football field in the middle. The west and south exits are all open, which is very convenient for customers who have finished shopping. leave.

In this way, the stalls in the south seem to be at a disadvantage, but in fact, Nanyi plans to transform the stadium into a market that needs to buy tickets to enter, two rubles or five rubles. Customers enter the stadium with tickets, and then go to the last exit on the south side to stamp. Once the stamp is stamped, the ticket becomes a lottery ticket, and the five-digit code on the ticket becomes the lottery number.

After the market is closed that day, the only grand prize will be announced every day, 50,000 rubles or other attractive but not too big numbers.

The method of the lottery is very simple. There are five big dice with different colors. Different colors represent different digits. Customers are randomly invited to the stage to pick up the dice and throw them into the sky. Paying customers with paintball guns shoot at the dice (paintballs) Guns cost money to buy), which side of the number is stained with the most colors, and which side is the number representing the digit of the dice.

By analogy, five numbers are generated, whoever has the same number on the lottery ticket will have the grand prize. If there are no identical numbers, find the closest six (first find the one that is larger, the one that is larger is not enough for three people, and the one that is smaller than that increases Corresponding number of people), let them come out to draw poker cards, whoever draws the most cards will get the grand prize.

For the lottery, you can cooperate with local casinos in Moscow. The rules are formulated by Nanyi, and the bonuses are issued by the casino. Every day, the casino also pays the market the same rent as the lottery bonus. As for how the casino engages in customer drainage, Nanyi does not ask Well, anyway, billboards and roll-up banners cannot be erected. This is the private land of the market, and it has to be reserved for selling money.

Tickets, lottery revenue, advertising revenue, and booth fees are all income items. The booth is calculated on the basis of square meters, and one square meter can be rented for about 500 US dollars per month. If a booth occupies 4 square meters, it is 2,000 US dollars per month. The stadium can set aside tens of thousands of booths relatively comfortably, and the monthly rental income can definitely reach hundreds of millions, or 1.2 billion a year. The cost of miscellaneous things is half of it, and Nanyi can still keep half of the 50%, 300 million USD or so.

"This place is worth renting."

When Nanyi makes estimates, he will estimate the expenses higher and lower the income. The final result is usually better than the estimate. The business of more than 300 million US dollars a year is already worthy of his concern.

With a calculation in mind, Nan Yi immediately left the stadium, leaving Aksinya there and leaving her some money by the way.

The area of ​​the Central Lenin Stadium is not small. Although Nanyi only went around a few times, more than six hours have passed. It will be past two o'clock in the afternoon. In the car, Nanyi called Yepisov He asked him to help find two experts from the General Bureau of Architectural Design of the Moscow Ministry of Construction to come and have a look. To design a plan, he had to know how many stalls he could fit.

In addition, he had to go to the General Administration of Sports to find out how many games are held in the stadium every year, and he had to calculate how many days each year he could not do business.

On the way, after eating something, Nan Yi returned to the consulate and sat down in front of the computer to start typing.

Type the title of the next line: The Vantaa Project of My Struggle, and change another line with a subtitle: The Mystery of the Disappearance of $27.5 Trillion.

"In 1989, the Soviet revisionist GDP was 2,500 billion U.S. dollars; in 1990, it was 600 billion U.S. dollars; in 1991..."

Nan Yi thought for a while, and typed on the document: "In 1991, 757.5 billion U.S. dollars; an average of 1.285 billion U.S. dollars a year, excluding the non-realizable fixed assets, the Soviet revisionist has hundreds of trillions of U.S. dollars in realizable assets. I, Rio Vantaa, a man who is destined to be the king of the world, will steal 27.5 trillion dollars from the Soviet Union."

Stop typing on the keyboard, and Nanyi recalls again whether the number "27.5 trillion" has been recorded. After confirming that there is no mistake, Nanyi selects "27", taps twice, and replaces the number with "39", the subtitle In an instant, it became "the mystery of the disappearance of 39.5 trillion US dollars".

The disintegration of Soviet revisionism, coupled with the imminent corruption of the Russian economy, everything requires a brave person to stand up and take the blame. Needless to say, an American who has something to do with politics is the most suitable target.

Make up a story that doesn’t need to be impeccable, and even allows a little absurdity, and spread it well to relieve the pressure on Boris’ faction and sell a favor. This is one of Nanyi’s ideas for the Vasily Group’s escape from Moscow in the future.

In her previous life, Nanyi had read the hard-core short science fiction novel "Wanta Project". I have to say that although the author has relatively weak financial knowledge and little understanding of currency, his brain is still quite big. It's brain-slapping school. You don't need to look up or calculate the numbers, and they come as soon as you slap your head.

However, he is still not as courageous as him, 27.5 trillion is still too little, and 39.5 trillion looks even more shocking.

Thinking about it in my mind, Nan Yi continued to tap the keyboard: "I, Leo Vantaa, come from the long-established and famous Vantaa family. In 1098 AD, during the First Crusade, the Vantaa family already owned Equivalent to the current assets of 107.4652 trillion US dollars, most of them are gold coins with strong value.

After more than 900 years of development, the Vantaa family is flourishing, and there are Vantaa families in every corner of the world. Countless celebrities in history are the children or sponsors of the Vantaa family, from east to west , The Wanta family supported the Zoroastrianism in Persia, and the Zoroastrianism went to the east to create the Mingjiao. The Mingjiao found a beggar as a white glove and helped him to the throne of the emperor.

Napoleon, a dwarf who was born in Corgasi, never regarded himself as a Frenchman since he was a child. He only wanted to make Corgasi an independent island. His idea was not liked by the French farmer of the Vanta family. The farmer came to Vanta Outside the Marseille branch manor of the Ta family, he knelt quietly for seventy-seven forty-nine days, and finally moved the owner of the branch.

With a big wave of his hand, the master of the side branches listed Napoleon as the seventh-class white glove, supported him all the way to become the emperor of France, and let Napoleon, who hated France, expand the territory of France.

More than three hundred years ago, Rothschild, a son of a family, complained to a maid of the Vantaa family at that time, because the maid's skill in picking out ears was very popular with the housekeeper of the Vantaa family at that time. In the Vantaa manor, She has a little status, and she can mobilize the white gloves of the kings of five small countries to serve her.

The son of the family said: "There are a few poor Jewish relatives in the family who often come to borrow money and take the trouble." '

The maid summed it up a bit, and said to Jiashengzi: "Throw some money to your poor relatives, let them set up a mutual aid society, support each other, and develop together. The name is Illuminati or Freemasonry." '

The family gave birth to a son as promised, and sent his least capable son Rothschild Jr. out of the family to work hard with those poor relatives. Twenty years later, the Illuminati emerged and became a good organization.

Time flies, and hundreds of years have passed, and the Vantaa family has lost interest in wealth. The family-born (18th grade) family-born children, and a family-born daughter named Scarlett Taylor have all become Wall Street's Queen of Finance;

I remember ten years ago, little Scarlett came to my manor to find me, shyly asked me to borrow 100 million US dollars, I waved my hand, and said proudly: "What are you borrowing, stupid, take 100 billion US dollars flower'.

Ten years later, I saw little Scarlett turned 100 billion US dollars into 50 billion US dollars, and only lost half of it. I was very happy.

Maybe it’s because I’ve been carefree for too long, so on a whim, I designed a small game for myself—with 420,000 U.S. dollars, without using the strength of the family, to steal 39.5 trillion U.S. dollars from the Soviet Union, the first step , starting with shorting gold..."

Just as Nanyi's thoughts were gushing like a spring, and afterimages of his fingers were flying, the phone on the table rang.

"Master Nan, another hotel has been robbed."

"daytime?"

"Just half an hour ago, I heard that the money is not too much, one for Miko and six or seven rubles."

"Oh, then hurry up and send the invitation letter. It will open in two days, and there is not a single resident yet." Nanyi clamped the phone, saved the document, and turned off the computer, "Snack more, there will be more later Several projects are waiting to be launched.”

"Master Nan, I know what to do. I'm running. I'm not lazy at all."

"Is there anything else?"

"No, I'll go to the hotel where I was just robbed to distribute it."

"Well, hang up."

Friendship Leather City seems to be going smoothly, you can come here for whatever you want, two hotels were robbed in a row, and the difficulty of attracting investment has been reduced a little.

After a moment of secret joy, Nan Yi couldn't help complaining: "A bunch of wimps, they can't hold back their anger when they see their lover, can't they, they can't bear to snatch foreigners."

Without asking, without inquiring, Nanyi pinned the robbers on the heads of the Chinese people. The Muscovites still retained a little sense in the chaos. Nowadays, there are not many people who have been blackened, and they can only do things that rob the Chinese people. Help the bastards who can't get along in the country and come out to fight against their own people.

As far as foreigners in Moscow are concerned, from the most to the least, they are Chinese, Vietnamese, and North Korean. Most of the Chinese are the poor, and there are only a few who are studying abroad and blackened, and the composition is more complicated;

The Vietnamese and the foreign students are more united, they don’t provoke right and wrong, and right and wrong don’t want to provoke them. If one is bullied, all of them will jump on them; North Koreans have no sense of presence, and almost all of them are foreign students or cadres sent by the country. , relatively quiet, almost can not hear their voices.

What he saw and heard a few days ago made Nanyi understand that there are already a few gangs of unsafe Chinese in Moscow. What a hell, Moscow is now the golden age of being a traitor, and he can earn a few dollars a year with his eyes closed. Ten thousand dollars, don't do business, just mess around.

After complaining, Nan Yi put down the idea of ​​hard science fiction literature, walked out of the office, took a hoe, and went to a corner of the yard to open up a ridge. Winter was coming, and he wanted to see if he could use plastic film to build a greenhouse in Moscow.

Theoretically, it is impossible, the snow is too heavy, and the roof of the plastic film is easy to be crushed, but he still wants to try to find out if there is a way to work around and save it.

The reclamation group's reclamation in Siberia is one of the established plans. Out of scruples about some people and things, the cost budget of the Siberia reclamation plan is very low. Too many fixed assets cannot be taken away.

The fruit is not yet ripe, so Nanyi has to calculate and run away, which makes Nanyi a little tiresome. After Suxiu's ticket is finished, he doesn't plan to do this kind of big project that is ready to run after eating one bite. It's so tiring.

One hoe, one hoe was digging. Suddenly, a string of sparks appeared on the hoe, and Nanyi heard a ding sound in his ears. He bent down and pulled the soil, and a trace of silver appeared between the soil. As soon as the silver was pulled out, a silver cigarette case was in Nanyi's hands.

Looking closely, there are three lines of words "For the loyalty of the revolution, Commander Budyonny" engraved on the north side, and the image of a child angel is embossed on the front.

Wiping off the dirt on the surface of the cigarette case, Nanyi said happily to himself, "Oh, I'm so lucky. I dug up an antique, but it's not very valuable."

He happened to know a little bit about the cigarette case in Nanyi's hand. It was issued to men with military exploits by the last cavalry marshal Budyonny when he was the commander of the cavalry. Many people have it, and the engraving on it is not his. It is not too rare to engrave it yourself, and it is purely a mass-produced product of artisans.

But Budyonny is a legend. Zhukov, Rokossovsky and Timoshenko all served under him. At the end of his military career, he took the blame for Stalin's great success and won the title of "Marshal of Incompetence". .

Putting the cigarette case aside, Nanyi continued to dig the ground, who knew that after digging for a while, he found another log, and after digging a few more times on the side, the second and third logs appeared.

"Damn, which grandson built the house back then, and the trenches were not disposed of." After whistling, Nan Yi asked the school flower to get the metal detector.