Wang Xiang went to investigate the surrounding environment and came back very satisfied. "People in the buildings next to us are either dead or have fled. Even if someone finds out that we live here, no neighbor will come out to point us out."
Now that we have decided to settle down in this house, we need to renovate it.
The half of the outer wall that was blown off could not be saved, but the gate and the remaining half of the building still needed some simple repairs.
There was no need to buy materials. Wang Xiang took Xu Bing and the others directly to several nearby buildings, dismantled a complete door from those buildings and installed it. He also picked up a lot of bricks and even took the kitchen utensils from other people's kitchens.
Xie Wan pretended to go out to find food.
Wang Xiang said, "I'll go with you. You don't know the local language, and it's too dangerous to speak English to them now.
Be careful of being mistaken for a spy.
Besides, there could be bombings outside at any time, it's not safe."
Xie Wan shook her head, “No, I’ll pretend to be mute and use sign language.
If a bomb comes, can you help me hold it or throw it back?
I can walk faster by myself, and there are only a few shops open on the street, so does anyone know where I can get food?"
After hearing this, Wang Xiang specially introduced the local currency conversion units to Xie Wan.
In the 1980s, the Iranian currency was called the Rial, with denominations of 10 Rials, 20 Rials, 50 Rials, 100 Rials, 200 Rials, 500 Rials, 1000 Rials, etc. In addition, there were coins such as 1 Rial, 2 Rials, and 5 Rials.
Wang Xiang had the foreign currency funds from Chu Jiangnan. He grabbed a handful of 10 riyals and gave them to Xie Wan, saying:
"Their inflation is very severe now, 10 riyals is equivalent to 1.33 US dollars, which is about the same as 2 yuan in China.
Captain Chu only gave us 5,000 riyals and asked us to use it economically. "
Xie Wan didn't feel anything at the time, but when she ran to the nearby area and found that a two-liter bucket of water cost 20 riyals, she began to curse Chu Jiangnan for being treacherous in her heart.
For five people, is the funding of 5,000 riyals enough?
Isn't this obviously an attempt to take advantage of me?
Xie Wan drove the Indian military truck through several streets before he found a shop with its door curtain half-open and lights on.
As soon as I entered the door, I heard the roar of the generator.
There is no shortage of gasoline here. It is even cheaper than water. You can tell at a glance that the generator is powered by gasoline.
Xie Wan's eyes lit up. The house they lived in had no water or electricity. She had just been thinking about whether to take out the generator in the space and fill it with spiritual spring water for everyone to use.
Now it seems that is not necessary.
The boss had a big beard and a fierce look on his face. A submachine gun was clearly displayed behind the counter, indicating that he was a ruthless man.
This is understandable. In the midst of war, looting and smashing are commonplace. The only people who dare to open a business can be ruthless people with a strong background.
Xie Wan pointed at the generator and made some gestures towards the bearded man. The bearded man asked for 5,000 riyals. Xie Wan cursed Chu Jiangnan in his heart for being a beast.
Wang Xiang gave her a total of 500 riyals, so Xie Wan had no choice but to take out 200 dollars and wave it in front of the boss.
"Aba, Aba..." Xie Wan gestured randomly, and the bearded man picked up the submachine gun.
Xie Wan was shocked. What happened? He wanted to kill someone because he couldn't bargain?
Fortunately, the bearded man did not point the gun at Xie Wan, but instead turned into a small door nearby with the gun in hand.
The bearded man brought back a semi-new generator.
Xie Wan tentatively handed over two hundred dollars. The bearded man looked at her, took it, and said something in the local dialect, but Xie Wan didn't understand.
While Xie Wan was still in a daze, the bearded man had already carried the generator out of the door. Xie Wan followed him and found that someone had helped her carry the generator into the car.
Xie Wan thought to himself that this guy looked fierce, but he was actually a nice person.
The bearded man stretched out his hand towards her and said something in the local dialect.
What that actually meant was to tell her a two dollar tip for helping her load the car.
Xie Wan didn't even think about the tip. She clasped her hands together to express her gratitude.
"Masood Hussein, resentment value +199;"
The bearded man glared at her fiercely.
Xie Wan felt confused. Why did he feel resentful?
She still had a lot of things to buy, so she turned around and pointed at a large barrel of gasoline at the door of the store, then pointed at the car.
The bearded man's expression improved visibly, and he helped her carry the gasoline into the car.
Xie Wan returned to the store and pointed around, buying a lot of odds and ends. He also helped Wang Xiang and Xu Bing get a pack of Winston cigarettes.
The bearded man asked her whether she wanted US dollars or riyals. Fortunately, Wang Xiang had just taught her this sentence, so Xie Wan understood it. She took out a few more US dollars, but the bearded man shook his head, indicating that it was not enough.
Xie Wan took out two more bills, and this time the bearded man took them.
Xie Wan spent a total of five hundred and ten US dollars and bought twenty five-liter barrels of water, some canned food, a pack of cigarettes, fifty liters of gasoline, a generator, several light bulbs, a roll of wire, and several emergency lights.
Of course the bearded man learned his lesson this time and included the tip in the calculation.
After paying the money, the bearded man's attitude towards her became noticeably better.
Xie Wan drove away, but not far away she noticed a car following her.
"Oh no, is this showing off my wealth?"
Xie Wan deliberately parked the car on the side of the road.
The car behind stopped in front of her.
Several men in military uniforms and turbans jumped out of the car, holding guns in their hands and mumbling something.
Xie Wan observed that there were no other pedestrians on the street and raised his hand.
The man in military uniform who was leading the group came over and was about to remove her veil.
Xie Wan moved as fast as lightning. He pinched the opponent's wrist with his left hand, snatched the gun from the opponent's hand with his right hand, turned the man over and used him as a shield in front of him, pulled the trigger with one hand, and started shooting at the other people.
These days, perhaps because she was a woman, they underestimated the enemy, and by the time they reacted and opened fire, they had already lost the initiative.
Even if Xie Wan took someone hostage, he was still faster than them. The first few people were all shot and fell to the ground, and their bullets hit the meat shield that Xie Wan had captured.
"Haha, you want to rob me, but you hit a brick wall!"
The man that Xie Wan had captured to be a human shield had been beaten to pieces and had long since died.
Xie Wan kept the one with less serious injuries, confiscated his gun, knocked him unconscious and threw him into the car.
The rest were all shot again to leave no one alive.
When she got back into the car and started it, a figure appeared at the corner of the street. It was the owner of the shop just now.
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