On November 28, 1986, Wan Feng walked out of the Soviet customs for the first time and stood on the river outside Daheihe Island.
The straight-line distance from his feet to the river bank opposite the Soviet Union is about 800 meters, which takes more than ten minutes to walk.
The Soviet side now has buses and hovercraft traveling back and forth, but Wan Feng still feels that it is more memorable to walk for the first time to the Soviet Union.
This is mainly because the distance is short. If the distance is not 800 meters but 8,000 meters, he would not have such leisure and elegance.
The wind on the river was very sharp, cutting people's faces like a knife.
The people who went to the market 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 he had just recovered from his injury and it was unsuitable for him to travel long distances in such weather. Yang Jianguo and Zhao Gang were also left at home to maintain security at the base.
Wang Zhonghai and Yang Pao sent more than a dozen brothers to the base, so there shouldn't be any problems with security in the base.
Wan Feng looked at Liang Bingyu who was shivering in the cold wind.
Women are really weird. They are so pretty that they don’t wear cotton. It’s pitiful that they freeze to death.
Although he said so, Wan Feng still gave up the plan of walking to the other side. Instead, he got on a small bus that traveled between the two banks. Each person spent one ruble to reach the other side of the river.
It took another ten minutes to pass the Soviet border inspection.
This time I finally set foot on the land of Bu City.
There was a truck with a cloth tent parked by the river, which was specially brought to pick up Wan Feng.
Shamilov had a broken second-hand Lada, but it was too small to seat so many people, so he simply got a truck.
After the truck reached the riverbank, it headed east along a relatively straight road. After passing a large intersection, it turned southeast and finally arrived at a factory area in the southeastern corner of Bu City.
"This is my base. It used to be a lumber mill that I rented."
At this point, Shamilov's cautious attitude disappeared.
Nisha knew Wan Feng and came out to greet him enthusiastically.
Alexei ignored the crowd and just hugged Han Guangjia and patted him on the back.
Old man, you actually ignored me, such a big figure.
Accompanied by Shamilov, Wan Feng visited his warehouse, living quarters, and the dozen or so of his men stationed there.
Shamilov wanted to take Wanfeng to visit the attractions in the southeastern part of Bu City, including some cathedrals.
It's ridiculous to go to the scenic spots in the middle of winter. Wan Feng is not that stupid.
Although he came here under the pretext of tourism, it didn't mean that he was really going to see any tourist attractions. Besides, he wasn't religious, so why would he visit a church?
"I want to see the factories here, mainly those producing machinery, fertilizers, and automobiles. Forget about the tourist attractions. Just arrange activities related to these."
"Well, I'll arrange this. Let's go eat. I'll take you to an authentic Russian meal."
It's almost noon anyway, so it's time to have lunch.
Shamilov took Wan Feng to a restaurant called Sunday. He said it was the best restaurant in their area and promised to take Wan Feng to the most upscale restaurant in Bu City for a delicious meal in the future.
The layout of the Sunday restaurant was not worth mentioning to Wan Feng, who had seen the world, but it was indeed quite good at that time.
In the eyes of Han Guangjia and others, it was already extremely luxurious.
They had been to Changchun and had been to several famous restaurants in Changchun, but none of them could compare to the restaurant in front of them.
In his previous life, Wan Feng had never been to Russia, so he had no impression of Russian cuisine. Therefore, he could only wait foolishly for Shamilov to serve the food.
The first thing that came up was a hamburger steak, a patty made from ground beef. Wan Feng took a look at it but it didn’t arouse any appetite.
The second dish is grilled kebabs. The Russian grilled kebabs are very unique in shape. The meat is cut into squares and then grilled. It looks somewhat similar to the grilled lamb kebabs in China.
Wan Feng still has some desire to taste this dish.
Next came the braised beef and black bread, which is bread shaped like a Big Mac.
Shamilov said that a large loaf of bread weighs five kilograms.
Wan Feng shouted, "Oh my god, this five-pound piece of bread is going to kill me!"
Next came caviar and various pastries, and finally a bowl of blood-colored soup that made people feel upset just by 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 a bakery?
Is this what Russians eat year-round? No wonder women in their thirties become like barrels. Eating this would be a miracle if they didn't become barrels.
If we take the Russian woman home and strictly control her intake of high-calorie foods every day, she might be able to maintain her figure until she is fifty years old.
Wan Feng was grinning from ear to ear while eating this Russian meal. Apart from the hamburgers and kebabs, he hardly touched the rest of the food, especially the bowl of borscht, which he didn't even dare to look at.
Seeing Shamilov drinking soup like blood, Wan Feng almost vomited what he had eaten.
There was also a drink called kvass, which Wan Feng drank speechlessly.
After this meal, Wan Feng completely lost interest in Russian cuisine. If he ate this every day, he would be in danger of starving to death.
It seems that when it comes to food in this world, everything except China is garbage.
After finally finishing this unpalatable Russian meal, Wan Feng decided to eat instant noodles from now on.
Anyway, among the items Shamilov had traded from him were noodles, so he planned to cook them himself.
Shamilov sent someone to arrange Wan Feng's itinerary, which took time, so in the afternoon Wan Feng learned about the situation in Bu City at Shamilov's sawmill.
In addition to the situation in those factories, there is also the situation in the underground world of Bu City.
Shamilov had also collected a lot of underground intelligence in Bu City in the past two days, and he read it to Wan Feng one by one.
Wan Feng listened very carefully, almost without interrupting, and listened for two hours.
"Boris hasn't given you an answer yet?"
"Not yet. The deadline given to me by the Bear Gang is tomorrow, and this guy hasn't made a decision yet. It seems I have to rely on myself."
"What's the name of the Stone Gang's leader?"
"Leonid means lion, brother, you don't want me to join forces with the Stone Gang, do you?"
Wan Feng shook his head: "Too many people will lead to chaos, and too many dragons will lead to drought. We don't need so many partners, but they can be used. Can you ask Boris to come out? I want to talk to him."
Shamilov thought for a moment and said, "That's not certain. I'll go and see."
"Then invite him to dinner."
It looks like I’ll have to eat another damn disgusting Russian meal tonight.
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