How tempting alcohol is to the Russians can be seen from Shamilov's performance.
If this bottle of wine was taken back to the Bu market, it could be sold for at least dozens of rubles, which is more than one hundred Chinese yuan according to the exchange rate at that time, but this guy opened it on the spot and drank half of the bottle in one gulp.
He finished it and handed it to Nissa.
Nisha's eyes lit up, and she almost ate up the remaining half.
Wan Feng was helpless about the way these two people drank. This is not the way you drink water!
If you get drunk and fall outside in the middle of winter, it won't take long for you to get an erection. No wonder so many drunkards froze to death every winter in the Soviet Union.
Fortunately, he only had a bottle of wine in his backpack. If he had packed another bottle and these two things, he probably wouldn't have had to go back.
After drinking, his face turns red and he starts talking.
Shamilov began to talk nonsense, and Wan Feng listened quietly. If he didn't understand, he would ask Liang Bingyu.
He mainly wanted to judge Shamilov through his words and whether this person was worthy of his support.
Shamilov kept talking about how he was ambushed yesterday.
Wan Feng became interested in this part and listened very carefully. He would interrupt and ask questions if there was anything he didn't hear clearly.
When Shamilov finished telling the story of how he was blocked with a proud look on his face.
After hearing this, Wan Feng and Han Guangjia, who came with him today, looked at each other.
"Has this guy ever been a soldier?" Han Guangjia asked.
Wan Feng then forwarded this question to Shamilov.
Shamilov shook his head: "No, I haven't been one. I wanted to be one a few years ago but failed."
Han Guangjia naturally also saw Shamilov's head like a rattle.
"It would be a shame if this guy didn't become a scout."
In 1987, there was no such thing as special forces in the Chinese army. It was a military branch that emerged after the Gulf War. Scouts were the elite in the army at that time.
"I think this guy is okay. He is smart, cunning and courageous." Han Guangjia's words were concise and to the point.
"Let's discuss this when we get back."
This trading shed is obviously not an ideal place for heart-to-heart talks. If you don't exercise here, you will feel a chill from all directions, so if you want to discuss something, you have to go back.
"Shabilov, we might go to Blagoveshchensk in a few days. Where can we find you if we want to look for you then?"
Shamilov told his address, that he had a small house in Bu City. Since Babulev captured him in order to marry his sister, he had nothing to be afraid of and dared to return home.
Liang Bingyu wrote down the address.
"Shabilov, it's best not to leave Bu City recently, because I will come to find you at any time."
"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere."
Wan Feng had achieved his purpose of coming here today. If he stayed any longer, he would just freeze in vain, so he chose to evacuate.
It was around ten o'clock in the morning when we returned to the warehouse base, and the chef hired by the base had not yet finished cooking.
"Sister Liang, take this atlas back and have it translated. You don't have to translate all of it. Just translate the ones related to steel, machinery, fertilizer, and automobiles. Don't worry about the rest for now. I hope to see the translated manuscript the day after tomorrow."
"Then I can leave now?"
"Okay, you don't have to come until the atlas is translated."
Liang Bingyu turned and left without saying anything.
"How should we support Shamilov?" Han Guangjia asked when only Han Guangjia and Yang Jianguo were left in the office.
"We don't need to rush this. Let's wait for Liang Bingyu's translation. Once the translation is complete, we can find the supplies we need in Bu City and have Shamilov make the contact. He'll get a commission if a deal is concluded. With money, he'll naturally expand his power."
“What if he doesn’t develop?”
"Haha, if he becomes rich, according to the Russians' moral character, there will naturally be jealous people who want to cut off his financial resources. The Russians always use fists to speak, do you think Shabilov will just sit there and wait for death? Reality forces him to become stronger. In fact, we can just watch from behind. If he really can't hold on, we will help him. We won't take action unless it is absolutely necessary."
"How long will this take?"
"Let's see how long he can last. If he's still alive before the end of the year, it proves he has the ability to survive. If he's dead, it means he's not worthy of our support. We'll look for the next person to support. Anyway, our business will not stop during this period, and it doesn't matter who we do business with."
If Shamilov wants Wan Feng to truly support him, he must prove that he has the ability to survive and get things done.
Both are indispensable.
Now all he had to wait for was Liang Bingyu's translation materials, find the manufacturer he needed in the materials, and then let Shamilov go to the manufacturer to pick up the goods for the transaction.
Now they just wait.
At this time, the lunch bell rang.
Wan Feng and the people staying here went into the cafeteria to eat.
Today's lunch is pork stewed with cabbage, pickled dried river fish, and the staple food is steamed buns.
Wan Feng filled a plate with food and took two steamed buns, and just after taking two bites, he saw Guo Wu running into the cafeteria, exhausted.
"Hey! Guo Wu, I don't need the goods for the time being, so why are you here?"
Guo Wu sat opposite Wan Feng, and without saying a word, he took out a handful of small red sticks from his pocket and threw them in front of Wan Feng.
Wan Feng is very familiar with this thing.
"Ham sausage? Have they developed it on the farm?"
I have been either in Beiliao or Heihe recently, and I really forgot about this matter.
"We developed it over the summer and put it on the market in August, but it doesn't seem to be selling very well. People don't seem to be very interested in it. I happened to be at the horse ranch yesterday to do some work and stopped by this factory to take a look. I think it's pretty good. I think you might need it."
This guy's girlfriend lives at the horse farm, and he must be missing a wife.
Wan Feng picked up a sausage and looked at the aluminum seal on the casing and the production date printed on the sausage. It was indeed produced two months ago.
The appearance looks very formal, the next step is to see how it tastes.
Wan Feng divided the sausages among them one by one: "Try them all and tell me what you think."
He peeled one and put it in his mouth to chew.
The sausage meat does not have a grayish feel when you put it in your mouth, which means that it contains less starch. With less starch, the lean meat content is naturally higher. It’s so conscientious!
The taste is a little salty, but it is just right for Wan Feng, who has a strong taste for flavors.
Wan Feng felt quite satisfied.
"Not bad, not bad. This thing is delicious." The first person to express his opinion was Li Mingdou. This guy is quite sensitive about food.
"It really works. When you go out, you can put a few of these in your pocket and eat them anytime." Li Yong discovered its advantages in other aspects.
Han Guangjia, Yang Jianguo, Han Meng and others also praised it.
None of the seven or eight people in the room had any bad things to say about it, which shows that the taste of the product can satisfy most people.
That's it.
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