Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

He Yuzhu handed over the list as he spoke. This time the items that needed to be exchanged were no longer mainly radios, but lathes, production lines, machinery, rock sugar, white sugar and some gold.

Rock sugar and white sugar are the main raw materials for canning. They have always been controlled items in China. Even if you don’t use them in the canning factory, it is very cost-effective to buy them yourself.

The price of pork has always fluctuated between 5 cents and 8 cents, but the price of sugar has always been more expensive than pork and has been very strong. It was still a hard currency even in the 80s.

The replacement of lathes, production lines and mechanical equipment is mainly for the streets. Now the streets have made a lot of money and tasted the sweetness brought by industrial production. They have the confidence and they don’t mind what items are produced as long as they are mechanical equipment.

Anyway, you can make money no matter which industry you enter now.

Chairman Qi was a little surprised to see that they wanted gold this time: "Are you going to exchange it for gold this time?"

"If gold is not abundant, US dollars will do, but not rubles."

Although the ruble is now more valuable than the US dollar, one US dollar can only be exchanged for 0.9 rubles, but except for Russia, there is nowhere to spend the ruble.

President Qi nodded and said, "Okay, no problem. We have gold and dollars. We'll prepare some of both for you."

The price had been agreed upon last time, so this time the calculation would of course be based on that price. After the two men had discussed everything, He Yuzhu got in his car, took some of his men with him, and went to the warehouse.

After the quantity was counted and verified to be correct, the warehouse was handed over to Chairman Qi.

Finally, I asked, "The last time I came here, the authorities were searching for a Chinese man who had robbed a taxi. How is that going?"

"The incident you mentioned is actually nothing. We investigated it for a while, but then it was dropped because the driver thought all Chinese people looked alike. He couldn't recognize any of the suspects he caught."

He Yuzhu is relieved now. Just like when Chinese people look at foreigners, it is not easy to distinguish their features. The same is true in reverse. When foreigners look at Chinese people, their faces all look the same.

If He Yuzhu appeared in front of the taxi driver now, the other party probably wouldn't be able to confirm whether he was the one who robbed his taxi.

In the evening, Chairman Qi treated He Yuzhu to an authentic Moscow dinner and then sent him to the hotel to rest.

The next day, He Yuzhu bought a few novels and hardly went out, hiding in the hotel to read. After all, he was in a foreign country and had to be cautious.

We kept waiting like this for a week before President Qi notified us that the goods were ready.

He was driven to the warehouse. The original canned goods had been taken away and a large amount of supplies had been brought in. Many equipments were piled directly in the yard, filling up everywhere.

He Yuzhu checked the list, put the US dollars and gold into his schoolbag, and after confirming that everything was correct, he sent President Qi away.

After they walked away, he entered the yard, put the machines and lathes into the space one by one, then went into the house to collect the daikosta, sugar, transistors and other electronic accessories.

This time I asked for more than 10 televisions, because the TV station is about to be established and I probably won’t be able to come next time, so I asked for a few more this time.

After collecting everything, He Yuzhu left. He did not go to the hotel, but went into Elena's old house.

There is a seal outside, and this place is our base, so no one disturbs us at all.

The main reason I came here this time was to find a way to rescue Elena's father, but this matter can only be put aside for later. Now that the supplies have been exchanged, I can start doing this.

However, it was much more difficult to collect information by myself. I bought newspapers for several days in a row before I finally got the news I wanted.

The information Elena received was actually a little wrong. The information she received said that she would be detained in Moscow, so He Yuzhu went straight to Moscow.

However, her father had been serving in Siberia before, so he had not yet come to Moscow. Instead, he was being held in a secret place for interrogation.

Only after all of them have been tried will they be sent to a prison here to serve their sentences.

He Yuzhu felt a little strange. He had arrived too early and had no idea where he was being held.

The newspaper didn't say the exact address at all.

It is difficult to find out such things. He Yuzhu has no acquaintances at all. Even if he has acquaintances, it is difficult to find out such confidential matters.

Fortunately, the newspaper said that this group of people will be delivered in about a month.

This means that He Yuzhu will have to live here for more than a month. If it was only a few days, it wouldn't matter if he hid in this yard and lived alone, but for more than a month, it would be more uncomfortable than being in prison.

Although traveling alone is boring, it is better than being in jail alone. After putting away the newspaper, He Yuzhu started walking on the street.

If you look at the domestic roads, the most common vehicles are donkey carts, mule carts, rickshaws, and bicycles. Although there are also cars and jeeps, their number is not large, and most of them are old cars.

The time now is still 58. It will be until 59 that the Modou brand car will appear, and it will be until that the domestically produced Hongqi car will be born.

So nowadays, almost all the cars running in the country are old and dilapidated, and their number is extremely rare. But it is different on the streets where I live. There are surprisingly many cars, and they are everywhere on the streets.

There were also many high-rise buildings on the roadside, and buildings with more than 10 floors were everywhere. At that time, there were only a few buildings in Beijing that were more than 10 floors high.

He Yuzhu wandered around aimlessly, wondering what he could do in the next month. Maybe he could open a shop and sell some agricultural and sideline products?

As he has no identity document, he is an illegal immigrant, or more precisely, an illegal immigrant.

Fortunately, it is still winter and He Yuzhu was wrapped in a coat, wearing a mask and a hat with only his eyes exposed. He did not go to the main street but just wandered around some remote roads.

If we talk about the differences between Moscow and China right now, the most obvious one is that there are no restrictions on ordinary people doing business here. There are all kinds of shops on both sides of the road, and business is booming.

After walking around, I felt hungry, so I picked a random restaurant to have a meal. The staple food here is black bread with ham and vegetable salad, and of course vodka is indispensable.

The weather in Moscow is cold, and many people have the habit of drinking alcohol to ward off the cold. Some people even cannot do without it for every meal.

Moreover, vodka has a high alcohol content, and most people cannot get used to drinking it, especially during the lunar calendar.

After dinner, it was already dark. He Yuzhu burped and felt like peeing. He turned into a small alley and hid next to a trash can to open the gate to release the water.

Just when I was enjoying the food, I heard a humming sound. I turned around and saw two big Russian men holding a little girl hostage at the entrance of the alley.

Because He Yuzhu was hiding behind a trash can, the other party didn't see him and thought there was no one in the alley, so she dragged the girl inside.

Because one of the men covered her mouth, the little girl could only make some very soft sounds.

The two sturdy men were obviously drunk and wanted to have some fun. They were chattering in Russian too fast and with some slang, so most of what they said was incomprehensible. However, He Yuzhu could guess that they were complimenting the girl on her beauty and saying that she was really lucky today.

The little girl had golden hair. She struggled hard after being held hostage, but unfortunately she couldn't break free from the strong man's arms. She could only kick her legs hard, but it was of no avail and she was dragged in anyway.

He Yuzhu finally shuddered, turned off the faucet and put it away.

It's so ridiculous. I just came here to take a break, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

No matter what, the other party is a little girl, and although she looks like a typical Chinese, I can't get over that hurdle in my heart.

It would be fine if I hadn't encountered it, but this kind of thing happens all the time. But it's happening right in front of me, and I can't help it even if I don't care.

When the other party came up, they suddenly discovered that there was a Chinese person standing in the trash can. Both of them were very surprised.

He Yuzhu shouted, “Stop it.”

Of course, it was in Russian, but the tone was a bit strange and you could clearly hear it was a foreign accent.

After all, I am not a native, so there are always some strange sounds when I speak the language, which is obvious to others. It takes three to five years of practice to speak like a local.

What surprised He Yuzhu was that the two Maozi strong men didn't react, but the little girl shouted in half-baked Chinese: "Help."

He Yuzhu was so shocked that his jaw dropped. He didn't expect that the other party could speak Chinese.

"It's actually Chinese." One of the Russians said in Russian.

Another strong Russian man took out a dagger and rushed towards He Yuzhu.

Because he was drunk, his body was staggering from side to side, and his lower body was very weak. He looked like an ordinary person who had never practiced martial arts.

He Yuzhu took a step forward, raised his foot, and kicked the opponent directly in the stomach. The opponent screamed, spit out blood in the air, and then his whole body hit the wall behind him, spit out blood again, and slid down the wall.

Then he covered his stomach with his hands, struggled, his face full of pain, and couldn't get up.

This was all the result of He Yuzhu's restrained strength, otherwise, with a normal kick, the person's internal organs would be shattered and the ribs in the chest would collapse completely.

That would directly result in someone losing their life, and things would become much more troublesome.

The outcome was beyond their imagination. The beautiful girl who was released by the old Russian covered her mouth with her hands in surprise and shouted, "Oh my God, oh my God."

Although He Yuzhu is tall among Chinese people, he looks much thinner than the Russians.

Moreover, in her understanding, Chinese people are relatively short in stature and are not as strong as the strong men of the Russians.

But he actually saw with his own eyes that He Yuzhu kicked a strong man so hard that he flew up and vomited blood and couldn't even get up. This shows that the power of this kick was beyond her imagination.

It was really surprising. If I had been able to take care of the second strong man, I wouldn't have been insulted today and wouldn't have been saved by the young man in front of me.

At this time, the burly man who let go of the beautiful girl first threw away the dagger, then took out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at He Yuzhu.

The first thing he said was a curse, and then he said, "Don't move. Just lie down on the ground."

The beautiful girl saw a figure flash in front of her eyes, and she saw He Yuzhu suddenly move and rush forward quickly. Before the strong man could react, he had snatched the other's pistol, and then crashed into the strong man's arms.

She was obviously a small person and bumped into a tall person, but the result was beyond her imagination.

The strong man was like being hit by a truck, and then he flew up. Like the first strong man, he hit the wall, spit out blood, and then slid down.

He Yuzhu put the pistol on his waist, picked up the two daggers on the ground, walked up to the sturdy man, kicked each of them directly on the head, and then both of them fainted.

The little beauty was sure that she was finally saved, and she shouted happily: "Thank you, sir, for saving my life."

He Yuzhu said: "This is not the place to talk, let's leave here first."

"Okay, you're right, let's leave first, I will never come to this place again."

The two of them left the alley and stood on the side of the road again. The beautiful girl led him to the side and said, "Sir, thank you for saving me. The house I rented is not far from here. How about inviting you to my house for a drink?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'm also a bad guy?" He Yuzhu asked with a smile, of course speaking Russian.

"Actually, I can speak Chinese, too. I studied translation in school and am proficient in many languages, but I don't speak Chinese very well."

After that, the little beauty said, "I believe you are not a bad person, otherwise you would not have saved me. If you were a bad person, I would just go along with them."

"makes sense."

The blonde asked, "You just arrived in Moscow, don't you have a place to live?"

"Why do you ask that?" He Yuzhu did not give a direct answer.

"Because foreigners rarely appear outside at night and only hide in hotels."

He Yuzhu now understood why so many people looked at him curiously when he was on the road just now, especially when he was eating, there were even more people looking at him.

I thought there were not many Chinese people here and they were just seeing it as something strange. It seems that ordinary residents do not have a good attitude towards foreigners and all outsiders dare not come out.

President Qi had told me once before, reminding me to go out as little as possible at night. I didn't quite understand it at the time, and I thought he didn't want anything to happen to me.

"So that's how it is. Don't you think you know too much?" He Yuzhu said with a frown.

"Don't worry, I won't tell you anything. You saved my life, so I'll keep it a secret for you."

"You think too much. I'm here to do business."

He Yuzhu would certainly not admit that he had done anything illegal. Who knows what the background of this woman is.

After the last experience, He Yuzhu will not trust anyone from Russia this time.

"I don't care who you are. I only know that you saved me from those villains. You are my savior."