Qin Feng was not as generous as Ziegler. He barely slept that whole night. A few hours after he fell asleep, the sky was already bright. The sun was rising in the east, covering the grassland with a layer of glow, and the morning mist was steaming.
There is a unique scene that cannot be seen in the city.
Although Ziegler was very drunk yesterday, he got up very early. He got up before dawn, relit the bonfire, poured all the leftover mutton from yesterday into the pot, and burned a large amount of it.
Pot of mutton soup.
It was around six o'clock in the morning, and the sound of the engine of Peng Hong's old jeep came from far away from the grassland. A few minutes later, the jeep stopped at the door of the police station. Peng Hong got out of the car with a tired look on his face.
Went up and down.
"Brother Hong, come and finish the mutton soup!" Seeing Peng Hong enter the yard, Ziegler greeted him quickly, filled a large bowl of soup in a sea bowl and handed it over.
"I made a trip to Kelsang Banner, but luckily I came back in time." Peng Hong took the big shot that Ziegler handed over, smiled bitterly, and said: "This body is getting worse every year. In the past, it was like a night."
I can make two trips..."
"Brother Hong, you have run three to four hundred kilometers back and forth in the past five or six hours, which is already amazing..." Ziegler turned to Qin Feng who was sitting by the campfire and said, "Brother Hong, you have run to the district.
The flag has gone, and a little further north is Russia.”
"It's quite hard." Qin Feng heard what Ziegler meant. He estimated that Peng Hong ran away all night to send his money. On this grassland, only cities have regular post offices.
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"It looks like things are going to change soon."
After a bowl of hot mutton soup, Peng Hong's face looked better. He looked up at the sky and said, "The cold wave in Siberia seems to have come earlier this year. I'm afraid it will snow there in September."
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"Brother Hong, is it difficult to walk over there after it snows?" Qin Feng, who was meditating cross-legged on the ground, stood up and said: "As far as I know, it is easier to find ginseng in winter than in summer. Yes.
Isn’t that the truth?”
Qin Feng's master once stayed in Changbai Mountain for a while. According to him, there are too many plants in the mountains in summer, and ginseng is mixed in the dense jungle. It is not very noticeable at all and is difficult to be found.
So although Qin Feng knew some tips on picking ginseng, he had never practiced it himself. This was why he decided to hire Peng Hong when he found out that he had experience in picking ginseng. There was an old ginseng picker accompanying him, who was comparable to himself.
It's much better to try your luck everywhere.
"In principle, you are right. But after the heavy snow closes the mountains, few people are willing to go into the mountains."
Hearing Qin Feng's words, Peng Hong shook his head and said: "Mr. Qin, since Peng has accepted your money, he has sold his life to you, but I advise you, if he still can't find you in October,
It’s best to withdraw the things you need from there..."
Peng Hong travels to and from Siberia at least once a year, and is well aware of the harsh weather there. After October, it is simply a frozen world, with very few human activities visible within thousands of kilometers.
"I won't leave until the matter is finished." Qin Feng glanced at Peng Hong and said, "As long as you take me to the place, you will have completed the task when the temperature drops..."
"That's what you said." Peng Hong rolled his eyes when he heard this. He had already passed the age where he could ignore anything on impulse. Since Qin Feng said so, it doesn't mean he violated the contract.
"Well, that's what I said." Qin Feng nodded and said, "When can we set off?"
Meng Yao's condition can only last for about two years at most. For Qin Feng, the most precious thing now is time. He is racing against death to get Meng Yao back from the hands of death.
"You can leave now." Peng Hong glanced at Qin Feng's jeep and said, "But it's best not to drive your car over there. Just stay here with Ziegler. You can move your things to my car."
Go up."
"Is that so? Okay, but I have to take off the license plate..."
After hearing Peng Hong's words, Qin Feng thought for a moment and agreed. In fact, according to Meng Lin's arrangement, Qin Feng's car was to be handed over to a border force, and his smuggling to Russia would also be handled by
The people in that army will make arrangements.
However, Qin Feng doesn't like this kind of arranged behavior very much. Since Peng Hong has his own way, Qin Feng doesn't mind letting him go. After all, the matter of smuggling is a big deal or a small matter.
It is better to leave no handle or not.
"You... where did you get all these things from?"
Peng Hong was shocked when he saw the military individual equipment that Qin Feng had moved from the car. He was a knowledgeable person, and he could tell at a glance that the value of Qin Feng's equipment alone was probably quite high.
At 100,000 RMB.
"After this mission is completed, these things can be given to you."
Qin Feng's words made Peng Hong's eyes light up. You must know that one hundred thousand yuan is just the price of these things, but the problem is that these equipments specially equipped for special forces cannot be bought with money.
"Brother Ziegler, I'll leave all the wine to you..." Qin Feng still had a few boxes of Erguotou in his car, so he moved them down and left them for Ziegler. After removing the two military plates on the front and back, Qin Feng sat down on Peng Hong
on that car.
"Brother Qin, I will keep this car for you first. It will be like this when you come back." Ziegler ran back to the house, stuffed a large bag of dried beef into Qin Feng's arms, and watched the car drive out of the yard.
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"Brother Hong, why did you go back to that market town again?" After the car drove out of the police station, Qin Feng discovered that Peng Hong was driving backwards, which was where the conflict almost happened yesterday.
"I'm going to buy some trolls. Your gun is too eye-catching. I'll get rid of it later in the market town..."
Peng Hong drove the car and said without looking back: "Don't think that AK47 is made in Russia. There are such guns everywhere over there. If you dare to carry it anywhere, I'm afraid someone will shoot you in five minutes..."
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"Huh? Russia is so chaotic now?" Qin Feng frowned when he heard this. He was not afraid, but if the place was full of soldiers, there would be a lot of trouble. It would also delay his search for Laoshan Ginseng.
"Well, the ginseng production area happens to be not very far from Chechnya, and there is a war going on right now." Peng Hong licked his lips as he spoke, and Qin Feng could tell that this guy might be excited in his heart. His face
There was no trace of nervousness or fear before going to the battlefield.
"Chaos has its advantages." Qin Feng then thought about it. The area was in chaos, and he could just fish in troubled waters and become one, so that no one would disturb him from picking ginseng.
"As long as we don't enter the town, there will be no problem."
As he spoke, Peng Hong drove to the market town where he was yesterday. His old jeep was much more low-key than Qin Feng's car, and he drove straight to the center of the market town before stopping.
"Get out of the car with me."
Peng Hong wrapped the two AK47s in the car with a quilt, glanced at Qin Feng, and said: "Remember, you can only look but not talk when you go in. Don't say a word, just follow me..."
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"Huh? I think I'm mute now."
Qin Feng nodded. He was also a man in the world, so he naturally knew many taboos in the world. When dealing with guns and arms like this, both parties were very cautious. A slight mistake would result in a fight.
"Brother Hong, what good stuff did you bring?"
"Boss Peng. I haven't seen you for a long time. Did you get anything good?"
Peng Hong seemed to be very familiar with the people here. After he led Qin Feng into a big tent, people kept saying hello to him, but those people looked at Qin Feng with a somewhat unkind look. If he hadn't followed Peng Hong,
Hong, I'm afraid someone has come here to inquire.
This tent is made up of countless small tents connected together, and walking inside is like a maze. After following Peng Hong around for about ten minutes, Peng Hong opened the curtain of a tent.
Qin Feng walked straight in.
"Brother Peng, I haven't seen you for a long time!" This is a tent that goes forward and backward. In the front tent, two people were sitting. When they saw Peng Hong coming in, they both stood up and came to greet him.
"It's been a long time..." Peng Hong hugged the two people and sat across from the desk. He motioned for Qin Feng to sit behind him and put the two guns wrapped in his hands on the desk.
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"Is it the domestic Bayi Bar or ak?"
One of the two people saw that Peng Hong didn't mean to introduce Qin Feng, and immediately said: "Brother Peng, are you going to change or take action? If it's ak, I suggest you keep it, we will use this here
many……"
"It's an AK. You can exchange it for a pistol or sell it." Peng Hong turned around and looked at Qin Feng. After seeing him slightly chin, he said immediately: "Gertai, take a look at the goods first. These two guns
Guns are a rare commodity..."
"Oh? Brother Peng, you have very high standards. It's rare to find something as good as you mentioned. I want to take a look..." The man whom Peng Hong called Gertai reached out and took the gun from the table.
After getting up and untying the tangled sheets, his eyes couldn't help but light up.
"Good gun, really good..."
Gertai knew the goods well. After picking up the gun and pulling the bolt, he couldn't help but praise: "This gun should have been produced in the 1950s. It is very well maintained. It can fire no more than a hundred rounds of bullets. Peng
Brother, five thousand apiece, what do you think?"
"Hmm? Gertai, isn't the price a bit high?"
Peng Hong was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He knew that the general price of ak47 on the grassland was only a little over 2,000. Five thousand yuan was enough to buy two, and it also came with a lot of bullets.
"Not expensive, not expensive."
Hearing Peng Hong's words, Gertey said with a smile: "This gun should be Kalashnikov's experimental gun before it was equipped with the army. Look, it has Kalashnikov's signature on it. If you take it
When we go abroad, one bottle can be sold for at least 10,000 US dollars. Speaking of which, I still get a big advantage..."
If it were anyone else, Gertai would never reveal the details of these two guns, but facing Peng Hong, he would not dare.
Because Gertai knew that Peng Hong was a ruthless character. When Peng Hong first entered the grassland to do business, he was blackmailed by some old men who had been hanging around on the grassland for a long time.
Peng Hong didn't say anything at that time and took out 5,000 yuan and gave it to those people. But that night, the four old men had their throats cut and died miserably in the tent. From then on, Peng Hong
It was only then that his reputation became famous.
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