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Chapter 452 First Border Trade 1

Although Zhao Linger is domineering, she is careful. She didn't ask everyone to buy autumn clothes and trousers because she still remembers the incident of the garment factory of the gang. The size of the Russians is different from ours, so she is afraid that it will not be easy to sell if she buys them.
So she mainly bought bed sheets, quilts, towels, pillowcases, and pillowcases. In that era, one thousand yuan was close to the annual salary of the Corps, and it was not as fast as possible.
As for things like basin heaters, Zhao Ling'er didn't buy them. They were not easy to bring. Yang Geyong came alone, so she followed the knitted items that were small in size and easy to bring.
Although the salesperson knew that something was wrong, more than a dozen female students said they would buy things for their classmates and their homes, and they didn't dare to say anything. The Corps didn't need tickets to buy things.
There were three big bags, and the four girls carried one to the guesthouse. They were all tired and sweating profusely. Zhao Ling'er didn't ask everyone to go in with her. There were too many people. I wonder if Yang Geyong lived alone last night? You must know that hotels were sold by shop at that time, but there were no single rooms.
The waiter shouted for help, and Yang Geyong ran out and was surprised to see three bags. He looked at Zhao Ling'er, and Zhao Ling'er pointed at the girls: "Thank you, you have been busy for more than an hour."
Yang Geyong was moved and hurriedly said, "Okay, no one should leave. I'll treat everyone to dinner. Don't be polite to me later?"
Wang Xiaojing narrowed her eyes and asked, "Brother-in-law, can I eat barbecue? I haven't eaten it for several days."
Zhao Ling'er blushed in one sentence, pinched Wang Xiaojing's fat face and said, "You know how to eat it, and you'll be a ball after eating it!"
Wang Xiaojing opened her hand and said aggrievedly: "Brother-in-law, what should I do if my sister feels distressed?"
Yang Geyong didn't dare to answer the conversation. He picked up three big bags and went back to the house. He couldn't afford to offend these girls.
Seeing Yang Geyong picking up three bags like he was holding a toy, the girls looked at each other. This was too fierce, right? That bag would cost more than 100 kilograms, and the four of them could barely lift it up. Is this guy a human category?
Yang Geyong was not familiar with the place and asked them to choose their own place. Soon, he found a barbecue restaurant run by the Kazakhs, mainly because there was a large plate chicken here. This large plate chicken is not the type of large plate chicken that needs to be picked out from potatoes that are seen in the mainland.
Instead, a five-kilogram rooster was fried directly into a pot and served with some potatoes. In fact, the authentic large plate chickens should be selected from the large roosters in northern Xinjiang, and they must be chickens of that year. If this type of chicken is not fed, it is basically found food on the grassland. The main food is insects, grass seeds, wild fruits and Chinese medicinal materials. This chicken tastes very delicious.
When cooking, you usually don’t need to stew it, and you can fry it directly. The meat is tender but not woody, and you can also chew it. The key is that a large pot costs only five yuan, and the noodles are added casually, which makes Yang Geyong embarrassed and ordered two pots directly.
Then, a group of girls were just concerned about dealing with the big plate of chicken and forgot about the barbecue. The meat from the naan pit was slower, and when it came, they all held their stomachs and couldn't eat them any longer.
He asked the boss to pack it, and the girls laughed and took the meat back to school. Zhao Ling'er deliberately stayed behind and talked with Yang Geyong. Yang Geyong was about to leave in a while.
Originally, Zhao Linger had a grudge against Yang Geyong as an individual businessman. After all, self-employed people in this era are the most insignificant group. But think about Ye Yuze and Sun Lanyu. Who dares to look down on them? The entire infrastructure company was brought up by others.
"Do it well, don't fight with others. If it really doesn't work, go back to the group. My dad will care about you." Zhao Ling'er was rarely gentle and looked like a child.
Yang Geyong held her hand and nodded heavily. He understood Zhao Ling'er's affection, but how could he come back?
When we arrived in Yining, it was not dawn, and many of the buses in northern Xinjiang ran at night. The main reason was that the journey was too far. At that time, as long as the buses were cross-regional, the end point would definitely be prefecture-level cities. Unless you got off halfway, Yang Geyong did not have the intention to stay in a hotel, so he simply waited for a shuttle bus to Horgos directly at the station. This kind of bus was only available during the day.
He fell asleep again without realizing it with his backpack until he was woken up by the radio. It turned out that the bus to Horgos started selling tickets. Yang Geyong carried his backpack and rushed over to buy two tickets. He had more luggage, so he wanted to buy one more ticket.
Looking at the watch, it was just eight o'clock and the car drove at nine o'clock. He felt hungry, so he walked out of the station to buy food. After a walk, he finally found a nan-making man. However, the first pot of naan had not yet come out. Yang Geyong looked at the watch and waited for a while. He still remembered the experience of starving last time.
About twenty naans came out of this stove. Yang Geyong thought about it and bought them all. He brought a lot of things this time, so he would definitely not sell them in a day. If he couldn't sell them, he wouldn't plan to come back. Just find a place to take a look, and save you the back and forth. Twenty naans are enough for him to eat for two days.
When I returned to the station, the ticket check also began. As the crowds got on the bus, there were not many people on this trip, which might be too early.
It was already half past ten in Horgos, and there were people in the market. After paying two yuan for the stall fee, they were allocated to a location close to the courtyard wall. The place was quite large, with a total of twenty square meters.
Yang Geyong imitated others to set up the stalls, and then he realized that he had forgotten the most important thing, that is, there was no plastic cloth. If he spread the bed sheets directly on the Gobi Desert, there would be no way to buy the bed sheets.
At least the stall next to him looked like a member of the Corps. When he saw Yang Geyong's embarrassing situation, he directly gave him an old oil cloth. This solved the big problem for Yang Geyong.
After chatting, Yang Geyong realized that this man was named Yang Dahai, who belonged to the 64th Regiment of the Fourth Division. He resigned since 81st to trade border trade.
Yang Dahai looked at his goods and nodded: "You are a good guy. You must be kept alive, don't be cheated."
Yang Geyong looked at him with some surprise and asked, "Can this be cheated? Isn't it enough to change it if it is not suitable?"
Yang Dahai smiled: "The so-called being cheated means looking at the things exchanged. Although they are called the Soviet Union, most of the transactions with us are Kazakhstans. People over there are poor and cannot produce any good things. Don't change things when you see them."
Yang Geyong nodded, and then he realized that this guy was not just a department store in the stall. There were also many telescopes, cigarettes, and wine. But these things were all in Russian, and he didn't know them. So he asked curiously:
"Can the Russians buy things from their own country from you?"
Chapter completed!
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