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Four people stepped in, but soon came out, all of them had strange faces: most of the daily necessities and canned food sold in the store were actually made in China.

Even most of them were circulated here from Liu Qingshan and the others.

It is estimated that if there are no such products as appearances from them, more than half of the shelves in the store will be empty.

It can be seen that the domestic economy of the Soviet Union has reached the brink of collapse.

Walking through an intersection, Liu Qingshan saw a peddler standing beside the road, holding a bottle of Laobaigan and waving it there.

There was also a big bag beside him, probably all the goods that had just been exchanged.

The business seemed to be going well, Liu Qingshan stood there observing for less than 10 minutes, the guy's big bag was empty.

"Our products seem to be quite popular." Li Tieniu also grinned happily.

Then, two boys came up to him, chattering something.

"Tie Niu, they want to buy the down jacket you are wearing, for [-] rubles." Hou San acted as an interpreter.

"Okay, if I give you a hundred rubles, I'll sell it." Li Tieniu was really tempted.

While talking, while taking off his clothes, Liu Qingshan was about to stop him, don't catch a cold in this cold weather, it's not worth it for one hundred and eighty rubles.

It turned out that Li Tieniu was wearing a down jacket inside, no wonder he looked bulging today.

One of the boys handed over a hundred rubles, and Li Tieniu happily took it into his hand, then took off another one, and shook it at the other boy: "Why don't you come with one?"

Liu Qingshan was convinced, this guy was actually wearing a leather jacket.

They are applying for tourist visas, so they can't bring too much goods. Unexpectedly, Li Tieniu can come up with such a way.

If it's summer, you can put on at least ten pieces of sportswear.

A few years later, many people use this trick to sell clothing, because they don't have to pay taxes.

Unexpectedly, Li Tieniu became the founder of this line of work.

Another Maozi also bought a down jacket, and Li Tieniu shook the ruble in his hand: "The lunch money will come out now."

Hou San was also very happy: "Tie Niu, you are a big man with great wisdom."

A few people walked and watched, and entered several different shops, and gradually discovered that there is no shortage of staple foods in the cloth market.

It is the shortage of non-staple food and daily necessities. From this, we can also see that the development of heavy industry and light industry in the Soviet Union is extremely uneven.

"I've been here, so I have to get some souvenirs to go back."

Hou San muttered, but there was really nothing to buy.

Only Li Tieniu bought a plug-in shaver for ten rubles.

Hou San's voice was louder, maybe Ivanov in front also heard it, and turned in front of him, turned for a while, and came to a pedestrian street.

"It turns out that they also have an antique market here."

Looking at the street stalls on the pedestrian street, Hou San suddenly felt familiar. Isn't he just like these people?

Thinking of this, he looked at Liu Qingshan beside him, his eyes were full of gratitude.

Li Tieniu looked around with his big eyes: "The old coat and boots are also antiques?"

Liu Qingshan smiled: "To be precise, this place should be called a flea market, let's take a stroll, maybe we can find something we like."

Because of the cold weather, there were not many stalls and fewer customers, and Liu Qingshan and his four foreigners were extra conspicuous here.

Li Tie, who had been silent all the way, stopped suddenly. He squatted down and looked silently at the booth in front of him.

On a piece of velvet, there are medals pinned one after another, in different shapes, there are twenty or thirty medals.

The stall owner was wow-wh-wh-wh, enthusiastically selling, probably introducing the origins of these medals.

"He said it was all left by grandpa." Hou San translated beside him.

"You should keep it as a souvenir. These represent glory." Li Tie said to the stall owner seriously.

But that guy smiled: "The glory has passed, so I can only exchange these rags for Da Lieba. Of course, it would be even more wonderful to exchange for Votka."

Liu Qingshan took out a bottle of wine from his backpack, threw it in front of this guy, and stuffed the roll of flannel, together with the medal inside, into Li Tie's backpack.

He muttered: "This kind of person is what we often call unworthy descendants."

Seeing the baijiu, that guy immediately brightened his eyes, bit off the bottle cap, took a sip happily, then stretched out his hand to Liu Qingshan, muttering something.

"He asked if there was any ham sausage." Hou San followed the translation.

Now the most popular way to eat here in Buenos Aires is this: make a bowl of instant noodles, take a bite of ham sausage, and drink Laobaigan.

It is said that this way of eating was brought back by the truck drivers who delivered goods to the opposite side. They went there to deliver goods and enjoyed this kind of treatment.

As a result, there are more and more people learning to drive in the current cloth city.

Liu Qingshan took out two ham sausages and clamped them between his fingers: "But you have nothing to exchange."

The guy immediately looked anxious, and fumbled in his coat pocket for a while, this time he took out a relatively large medal, and shouted:

"Give me another bottle of wine, five, no, ten ham!"

Hearing that this guy actually started to open his mouth like a lion, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but look at the medal more, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.

So he waved his hand at Hou San: "Give it to him."

Hou San reluctantly took out a bottle of wine and ten ham sausages, that guy stuffed the medal into Liu Qingshan's hand, rolled up the pile of exchanged things, and ran away without a trace.

"We couldn't be cheated, could we?" Hou San had also been in the market and knew some tricks inside.

Liu Qingshan stopped Li Tieniu who was about to chase, and then picked up the heavy medal in his hand:

"With such unworthy descendants, his ancestors might really jump out of the coffin and shoot him dead."

"Is this thing very expensive?" Hou San also understood.

Liu Qingshan looked at the vendors around him, and cast curious glances one after another, so he carefully put away the medal, and signaled to go back and talk about it.

All of a sudden, those vendors suddenly became enthusiastic and began to solicit business.

Maybe it was because they saw these foreigners, they were generous just now.

But Liu Qingshan and the others are not interested in those second-hand goods.

"Gentlemen, you must like this, natural amber, formed hundreds of millions of years ago, has mysterious power."

A Maozi who was as thin as Hou San threw a stone in his hand into the air, and then caught it firmly.

Look at the stone in his hand, it's about the size of a palm, it's not that kind of transparent amber, but the color is like honey, the surface is smooth like wax, it's basically beeswax.

Of course, on the other side, there is no name for beeswax, and it is collectively called amber.

Of course Liu Qingshan knows that in a few decades, the price of beeswax here will be very high.

Although he wanted it very much, Liu Qingshan still shook his head: "Friend, your amber is not transparent, and there is no ancient creature wrapped in it, so it has no value."

He said this mainly to test whether the guy opposite is knowledgeable.

It turned out that the guy himself was indeed a mallet. After blinking his small eyes twice: "Can I exchange a bottle of vodka?"

"As you wish, just make friends."

Liu Qingshan was overjoyed, and asked Li Tieniu to hand over a bottle of white wine and two ham sausages, and wrapped four or five pieces of beeswax on that guy's stall.

He originally thought that there would be no good things in a small and remote city like the city of Buenos Aires, but the result was quite unexpected.

After thinking about it, Liu Qingshan came to understand: the Far East region, where the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, used to be the place where prisoners were exiled.

There are also many people who have come here to take refuge, and of course they will bring some valuable things.

It's just that most of these bastards are old and rough, they don't know the goods at all, and all the good things are ruined by them.

The monkey-like trader also took a sip of wine, and then said to Liu Qingshan and the others: "I still have a lot of this kind of amber at home, do you want more?"

Hou San also saw that it was beeswax, so he nodded quickly: "Yes, as much as you want, hurry up and take it."

The man shook his head: "My house is a bit far away, let's go there together."

Being unfamiliar with the place, Hou San hesitated, so he looked at Liu Qingshan, waiting for the boss to make up his mind.

Liu Qingshan looked at the thin monkey, and secretly looked at Ivanov who was not far in front of him. Seeing him waving his hands repeatedly, he understood that there was obviously something tricky in it, and he couldn't go there.

After rejecting the skinny monkey hair, Liu Qingshan and the others wandered around the market again, and soon came to the end.

I didn't find any other good things, but there were two picture frames under Li Tieniu's arms, which contained two oil paintings.

Liu Qingshan doesn't know what is good or bad, anyway, it is cheap, two paintings can be exchanged for a bottle of wine and ten ham sausages, just like picking them up for nothing, hanging them in the company's office can also be used as a prestige.

After leaving the pedestrian street, I was looking for a place to have lunch and try the authentic Russian flavor.

Unexpectedly, six or seven burly men suddenly appeared in front of them, and the thin monkey who sold them beeswax just now, gestured to Liu Qingshan and the others and said something.

"Damn it, this guy really has a problem."

Hou San cursed, and then he saw those big men gathered around, each of them clenched their fists, and looked at them maliciously.

Liu Qingshan looked at Ivanov in front again, and that guy ran away in fright, and disappeared at the corner of the street in the blink of an eye.

What a coward.

Chapter 469 This hairy woman is tough enough!

"You dare to steal our companion's amber, go, follow us to the police station!"

In the lead was a strong man with a beard, spraying saliva from his mouth, and started to scare Liu Qingshan and the others.

After listening to Hou San's translation, Liu Qingshan looked at them cheerfully: "Which gang do you belong to?"

He also didn't want to do anything on other people's territory, so he planned to move the Xiong Gang leader out, just to scare off these little bastards.

"Either hand over everything on you, or go to the police station!"

Probably because of the large number of people, the bearded man simply ignored Liu Qingshan's questioning, but waved his hand, and these people continued to approach.

All of them are tall and big, and they are still very oppressive.

Li Tie and Li Tieniu couldn't bear it for a long time, and they went up to meet them, and knocked down all the six or seven strong men on the snow.

The thin monkey wanted to run, but was overtaken by Hou San, who was at the same level. He stretched his legs and tripped, and fell and gnawed on the mud.

This guy was lying on the ground, still yelling: "You dare to beat the citizens of the Soviet, just wait and squat on the fence!"

The fence means prison in Russian.

On the border side, there are some words that are directly transliterated, such as the woodcut Leng where the dumb grandpa lives.

"Remember now that you are citizens of the Soviet Union?" Liu Qingshan also shook his head, and was about to leave when he saw two figures running towards him.

One of them was Ivanov who went and returned. It seems that this guy went to rescue soldiers just now, and he didn't run away.

Just look at the blonde girl with the ponytail next to him, are you sure such a helper can help?

"Liu, are you all right?" Ivanov ran up to him and was a little dazed when he saw the strong men lying on the ground.

He didn't know the strength of Liu Qingshan's group, just now he saw them being beaten by a group of gangsters, so he immediately asked for help.

"Ivanov, you bastard, it turned out that you seduced these Chinese people!" The bearded man got up and cursed angrily.

He was then kicked to the jaw and fell straight backward, apparently unconscious.

The girl brought by Ivanov looked slim, but this one kicked up high enough.

The heel of the sole just kicked the bearded man's chin. She was wearing a pair of small leather boots. I don't know if the bearded man's mandible is broken?

Maozi men are all a bit chauvinistic. On their side, there are more women than men, so they gradually get used to this problem.

Seeing that the little boss was beaten by a woman, those lying on the ground felt a little annoyed, cursing and struggling to get up.

Then the little leather boots flicked a few more times, all kicking directly to the crotch of these guys, and there was a scream of misery.

Hou Sandu clamped his thighs subconsciously: "Fuck, this hairy woman is tough enough!"

"Katyusha, let's go." Ivanov dragged the female tyrannosaurus girl, led Liu Qingshan and the others, and left the scene quickly. It is estimated that the police should arrive in a while.

The police here are also quite strange. As long as there is a fight, no matter who is right or wrong, they will be locked in first, and then they will wait for money to redeem them.

After turning two streets, Ivanov could no longer see the situation there, and then stopped: "This is Liu, and this is Hou. Every time I bring back the goods, they give them."

Then he pointed to the girl: "This is my neighbor since childhood, Katyusha."

Liu Qingshan blinked: My neighbor since I was a child, it seems like a childhood sweetheart.