Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

On November 28, 1986, Wan Feng walked out of the customs on the Soviet side for the first time and stood on the river outside Daheihe Island.

The straight-line distance from his feet to the riverside opposite the Soviet Union is about 800 meters, and it takes more than ten minutes to walk.

The Soviet side already has passenger cars and hovercrafts back and forth, but Wan Feng still thinks it is more commemorative to go to the Soviet Union for the first time.

This is mainly due to the short distance. If the distance is not 800 meters but 8,000 meters, he will not have such leisure and elegance.

The wind on the river was very sharp, whining, cutting people's faces like knives.

The people who went to Bushi with Wan Feng for the first time included Han Guangjia, Han Meng, Li Yong, He Xiao, Chen Dao and translator Liang Bingyu.

Li Mingdou was left at the base because of his injury and was unable to travel in this weather. Yang Jianguo and Zhao Gang were also left at home to maintain the security of the base.

Wang Zhonghai and Yang Pao sent more than a dozen brothers to the base. There shouldn't be any problems with the security of the base.

Wan Feng looked at Liang Bingyu who was shivering in the cold wind.

Women are really monsters. They are so pretty and don't wear cotton. It's not pitiful to freeze to death.

Even though he said so, Wan Feng gave up his plan to walk to the other side of the river. Instead, he got on a small bus that went back and forth between the two sides of the river, and each person spent one ruble to get to the other side of the river.

It took another ten minutes to pass the Soviet border inspection.

This time it can be regarded as really set foot on the land of cloth city.

There was a truck with a cloth shed parked by the riverside, which was specially here to pick up Wanfeng.

Shamilov owned a second-hand Lada, but it was too small to accommodate so many people, so he just bought a truck.

After getting on the river embankment, the truck headed east along a relatively straight road, went southeast after passing a large intersection, and finally arrived at a factory area in the southeast corner of the city.

"This is my base. It turned out to be a timber factory that I rented out."

At this point, Shamilov's cautious energy disappeared.

Nisha knew Wan Feng and came out to greet Wan Feng warmly.

Alexai ignored the crowd who only hugged Han Guang's family and slapped Han Guang's back.

Old guy, I'm such a big man that you ignored me.

Accompanied by Shamilov, Wan Feng visited his warehouse and living quarters, as well as a dozen of his subordinates stationed here.

Shamilov wanted to take Wan Feng to visit the scenic spots in the southeastern area of ​​the city, such as the cathedral.

Wan Feng is not such a scumbag when he goes to see scenic spots in this stupid winter.

Although he came here in the name of tourism, it doesn't mean that he really wants to see some tourist attractions, besides, he doesn't believe in religion and sees some churches.

"What I want to see is the factories here, mainly for machinery production and fertilizer vehicles. Let's forget about tourist attractions. You can arrange activities for me in this area."

"Then I want to arrange this. Let's go to dinner and take you to an authentic Russian meal."

Anyway, it's almost noon, so we should have lunch.

Shamilov took Wan Feng into a restaurant called Sunday, which he said was the best restaurant in their area, and promised to take Wan Feng to the most high-end restaurant in Buenos Aires for a seafood meal in the future.

The layout of the restaurant on Sunday was not worth mentioning to Wan Feng, who had seen the market in later generations, but it was really good at that time.

In the eyes of Han Guang's family and others, it was already extremely luxurious.

They have been to Changchun and several famous restaurants in Changchun, but they are not as good as the restaurant in front of them.

Wan Feng had never been to Russia in his previous life, so he had no impression of Russian cuisine, so he could only foolishly wait for Shamilov to order the food.

First came the hamburger steak, which was a kind of patty made of ground beef. Wan Feng didn't arouse any appetite after taking a look at it.

The second dish is kebabs. Russian-style kebabs have a very unique shape. The meat is cut into squares and then grilled. It looks somewhat similar to the kebabs in Huaguo.

Wan Feng still has a little desire to taste this dish.

Next came goulash and da Lieba, which is bread, but in the shape of a Big Mac.

Shamilov introduced that a big Leba weighs five catties.

Wan Feng told me to go, the bread weighing five catties is trying to eat dead people!

Next came caviar and various pastries, and finally got a bowl of blood-colored soup that made me feel irritable just looking at it.

Wan Feng glanced at the table and was speechless. Half of the dishes on the table were bread and small cakes of various shapes.

Could this be in a bakery?

Russia eats this all year round? No wonder those women after 30 are like wine barrels, it's no wonder if they don't become wine barrels after eating this stuff.

If we take the hairy woman back and strictly control her to eat this kind of high-calorie food every day, she may maintain her figure until she is fifty years old.

Wan Feng, who ate this Russian-style meal, grinned. Except for the hamburger steak and kebabs, he hardly touched the rest, especially the bowl of borscht, which he didn't even dare to look at.

Watching Shamilov drink the soup like blood, Wan Feng almost spit out what he ate in his stomach.

There was also that kind of drink called kvass, Wan Feng was speechless after drinking it.

For this meal, Wan Feng had completely lost interest in Russian-style meals. If Wan Feng ate this every day, he might starve to death.

It seems that in terms of food in this world, except for China, the rest are all rubbish.

After finally finishing this unpalatable Russian-style meal, Wan Feng made up his mind to eat dried noodles.

Anyway, Shamilov traded noodles from him, and he was going to cook them himself.

Shamilov sent someone to arrange Wan Feng's itinerary, which took time, so Wan Feng was in Shamilov's timber factory in the afternoon to learn about the situation in Buenos Aires.

In addition to the situation of those factories, it is the situation of the underground world of cloth city.

Shamilov also collected a lot of information on the underground of Buenos Aires in the past two days, so he read one by one to Wan Feng.

Wan Feng listened very carefully, barely interrupting the conversation, and listened for two hours.

"Boris hasn't answered you yet?"

"Not yet, the deadline given to me by the Bear Gang is up tomorrow. This guy hasn't made a decision yet, so it seems he can only rely on himself."

"What's the name of the leader of the Stone Gang?"

"Leonid means lion, brother, you don't want me to join forces with the Stone Gang, do you?"

Wan Feng shook his head: "There are so many people in chaos, and there are so many droughts. There is no need for so many partners, but they can be used. Can you ask Boris out? I want to talk to him."

Shamilov pondered for a moment: "This is not necessarily true, I will go to Jojo to see."

"Then let's have dinner with him."

What a terrible Russian meal, it seems that we will have another meal tonight.

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