"It cannot be said that some progressive Outer Mongolians, or those who want their children to have a chance to change, have gone to the mining areas outside the city." Jin Yao interrupted at this time.
"Mining area? You should make a lot of money working there, right?" Zhou Chengyun said.
Han Peacock shook his head and said: "In the gold and copper mines of Ofletol in the Gobi Desert, after a hard day's work, the miners crowded into a hanging basket like a bucket and returned to the ground.
The conditions inside the mine, just the conditions up and down the mine, are not something ordinary people can endure."
"Look over there, next to the container, do you see that man beating a woman? Alcoholism, domestic violence and homelessness are one of the many problems facing this country." Mu Ling also spoke at this time.
road.
The vast grasslands, the cattle and sheep wandering under the blue sky, and the colorful mountains reflect the natural, simple and feminine side of Outer Mongolia.
The capital, Ulaanbaatar, embodies the vitality, cultural collision, and even the rugged and primitive savagery that remains in Outer Mongolia's journey towards modern civilization.
The skyscrapers in Ulaanbaatar, the capital of Outer Mongolia, rise from all over the horizon and are given names such as the Central Tower and the Blue Sky Tower.
But outside the central city, although this place is also a city, it is still a grassland no matter how you look at it. It can be said that everything here is ordinary, except for the grassland, it is still a grassland.
If there are no locals to guide you, or no one tells you the history here, you will definitely not regard it as an attraction.
However, this is indeed the capital of the empire that Temujin once founded, but the so-called city at that time was composed of countless Mongolian tents and was located on the banks of the Chenhelin River.
As the years go by, everything here has been wiped away, leaving only the green grass that grows tenaciously on Liliyuan.
This is now a "tent area" in Ulaanbaatar, the capital of the Republic of Outer Mongolia. The residents here live in makeshift settlement shacks with neither electricity nor the city's main running water supply.
Looking over the shoulder of the drunk man who was beating his wife was Ulaanbaatar, the capital of the Republic of Outer Mongolia. In this city, home to half of the population of Outer Mongolia, alcoholism is a serious problem.
The population here has doubled in the past two years. The city is expanding unplanned and many residents live in slums in "tent areas".
Here are the world's top cars and high-end luxury accessories, as well as bumpy urban roads, modern buildings with glass curtain walls, and many simple wooden houses and yurts scattered among the urban garbage.
In the real Outer Mongolia, the astonishing gap between rich and poor is unimaginable. Through the small parking lot in the city, you can see numerous Hummer off-road vehicles, Mercedes-Benz, BMW, Toyota and other world-class brands. Such luxury cars are everywhere.
Ula Bator is all visible.
It is no exaggeration to say that they are everywhere. This allows you to see how the wealthy class of Outer Mongolians live.
The capital of Outer Mongolia, Ulaanbaatar, known as the "Red Hero City" by Outer Mongolians, is home to 1.7 million people, accounting for more than half of the total population of Outer Mongolia.
Here there are officials and envoys, business tycoons, as well as many poor herdsmen, fashionable beauties, tough and strong men, gentle gentlemen, drunkards, beggars and prostitutes.
After economic liberalization in 1990, market forces quickly took control of state power and implemented comprehensive privatization of state-owned assets throughout Outer Mongolia.
A group of Outer Mongolians became rich overnight by opening gold mines, selling in-demand licenses and purchasing securities, becoming "new rich".
In Outer Mongolia today, there are real estate brokerage companies, jewelry companies, mining giants, and natural stone companies. These new rich people use various companies to make profits, but after all, they are the few who got rich first.
There are now more than 400 listed companies in Outer Mongolia, but the funds of most listed companies are concentrated in the hands of a very small number of super-rich people.
They control the country's main export industries such as cashmere, wool, and leather, and control more than 60 companies in the country.
There are more than 300 bars in Ulaanbaatar, as well as discotheques, nightclubs, beer houses, etc. Several of these luxurious bars are places frequented by these rich people.
Due to the rapid economic growth and huge profits from the mining industry, many people even predict that Outer Mongolia will become the next Dubai and will copy Dubai's economic model.
Currently, the Atlantic Monthly in the United States claims that Outer Mongolia has untapped mineral resources worth one trillion US dollars.
City and grassland, luxury and poverty are perfectly combined here. The skyscrapers in the distance and the tattered tents here are in the same city, which is both dazzling and harmonious.
Just when Han Kongque and the others were pointing at the shantytown, a typical Mongolian man walked out of the fence of his home holding a lamb.
Cangba is just an ordinary Outer Mongolian citizen, and his family's life is very difficult. The cold winter here has caused the family that once owned 2,000 sheep to lose half of their sheep in the past three years.
The living environment in Outer Mongolia is shocking, but their living environment is even more shocking.
The person who was beaten just now was Denituya, a hard-working Mongolian woman, and the alcoholic one was her husband Batgege Csangba, who is 39 years old this year. The man who beat Denituya was Butgege.
Erzangba, carrying the sheep that died in the night, walked to the burial ground next to his family's tent.
After burying the lamb, they returned to the tent. When they opened the tent, Han Kongque and the others happened to see Erdenituya feeding water to a sheep that was about to lose its support in the warm tent.
On a cold night in winter, a family brought a dozen sheep into a tent to protect them from the severe cold.
There is a seven or eight-month-old baby boy next to him, sitting on the potty in his "home" and yawning. Perhaps he should be called the "Second Generation Mu".
The bedpan in their house was really a bedpan. Looking at the bedpan that looked like a washbasin, Jin Yao thought of a joke.
"They are so pitiful and you still think of a joke?" Mu Ling was a little dissatisfied.
"Actually, this is just trying to make a fool of yourself, can you explain it this way?" Han Kongque said with a smile.
The golden demon also laughed. Only Huangshan didn't understand why. Of course, the wood spirit could only pretend not to hear it.
It is said that in a university dormitory, a few students who were sleeping started a discussion because of a mineral water bottle placed next to the bed.
"Why do you put such a mineral water bottle next to the bed?"
"It's too cold in winter and I don't get up properly at night. When I have an urgent need to urinate, I use this mineral water bottle to solve the problem."
"Yes, this is much more convenient. However, if it were me, I would have to use the bottle from Nutrition Express because the mouth of the mineral water bottle is too easy to spill."
The mineral water bottle student was speechless, but at this time, another student spoke up: "I want to prepare a can bottle. You can use mineral water bottles and Nutrition Express bottles, but I can't. Only can bottles can make me pee."
Inside, it won’t spill out.”
The two students who had discussed previously were speechless, but at this time, the fourth student spoke up: "You are so weak, haven't you seen the basin next to my bed? You can only use bottles, and I have no choice but to use
It’s a basin.”
The three classmates in front were all silent, but after just a moment, they all laughed and said in unison: "We know it's not easy to splash."
Looking at the little boy, Han Kongque said: "Actually, he can just use a mineral water bottle, there is no need to use a basin."
Jin Yao nodded solemnly and said: "At this point, these Mongolians are actually too arrogant. Even using a Nutritional Express bottle is already very impressive."
At this time, Huang Shan suddenly realized. He laughed for a while and then said: "I also remembered a joke. A girl was on a date with a blind date man. When there was a traffic jam, the girl said: Give you a bottle of mineral water. I won't watch. The blind date guy blushed.
Hongdi said awkwardly: Can I switch to Nutrition Express? When the girl heard this, she was very happy: I have decided, I must marry him!"
"Haha." Han Kongque also laughed. He didn't expect that this kid from Huangshan had such a level.
"Aren't you too unsympathetic? Even if you don't sympathize with them, you still have to see the money scene here." Zhou Chengyun said.
After Han Kongque had laughed enough, he said: "There is Qian Jing, but it's not Qian Jing you said. I brought you here not to show you their houses, but to see the people here. Only those who have everything have everything."
Mu Ling also said at this time: "Actually, a house needs to be built. After all, only with a house can we attract people."
Han Kongque nodded and said, "If it wasn't for this reason, then why would the people from Phoenix Real Estate come here?"
Jin Yao said: "People here have seen the beauty of other people's lives, and they know how bad their own lives are, so they should want to change it, right?"
Han Kongque said: "If it weren't for this, there would be no need for us to come here to find someone."
"There will be unwillingness only when there is comparison. As long as there is unwillingness in the heart, there will be ambition. In this way, if you let them kill people, they will do it." Huang Shan said.
Han Peacock nodded, why do those black uncles in Africa not want to do anything every day? It’s because they have never seen the world.
Just like the black people in the slums in the United States, they kill people, set fires, and sell them for free. They dare to do any kind of beheading business. Why?
Just because they see other people's lives and feel envious, they also want to live like that. If they continue not to seek improvement, they will feel uncomfortable.
The same goes for the Outer Mongolians here. They saw the prosperity of the city, and then looked at the rags of their own homes. How could they be willing to do so?
Therefore, Han Peacock did not go to the herdsmen wandering outside on the grasslands, but came to the slums in the city. The people here are the best miners. To be continued.