Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

Liu Xia Lian suggested, "How about this, I invite you out for a drink. What could be more important than drinking?"

Sergei Kharyev was very excited and asked, "You are a good fighter and a good drinker?"

"Yes, that's for sure. One pound of liquor is no problem."

"Okay, then what are you waiting for? You can call me Lao Xie. I know my name is very long."

Liu Xia Lian made an appointment with Sergei to leave the Commercial Hall and got directly into Xiao Dong's jeep. His two bodyguards followed in a car, and behind them were people from the Security Department of the Commercial Hall.

Xiao Dong asked Liu Xia Lian: "Xia Lian, where are we going to eat?"

"Go to the iron pot to stew. Today we have arranged a pig-killing dish."

Xiao Dong tried hard not to laugh. Treating diplomats to a pig-killing meal was something unique.

"Old Xie, how about I treat you to a pig-killing meal?"

"Kill the pig. Oh, okay. When I was a kid, I loved eating pig intestines and pig blood."

Life over there with the Russian bears is actually very hard, especially for people of his age, who all come from poor backgrounds.

Soon, the car arrived at the Iron Pot Stew at the Boiler Factory. There were still quite a lot of people there at noon today. After all, it was cold and many people came to eat stew.

Li Ganzi winked and called Liu Xialian out: "Sister, although this foreigner has been received before, he is a high-ranking official. I don't know what to do."

"Look at your ability. What should we do? Just do it normally. Just stew blood sausage, pig intestines, and big bones, and stir-fry a few side dishes. Oh, and call Xu Shiba to accompany the drinking. Then go to our office and call a few drivers to come and drink with their two bodyguards."

Li Ganzi didn't understand: "Why did you call the driver?"

"Most of the Mao Bears are called drivers. Wouldn't it be better if you call a few drivers over so that we can have a common language?"

"Okay, I'll do it right away. By the way, what kind of wine should we serve, the table?"

"No, the table is too expensive. Bring me a few bottles of Kaoliang liquor, over 52 degrees."

After a while, the dishes came up, a large iron pot of sauerkraut stewed with meat, authentic pig-killing dishes, blood sausage, fatty intestines, and large bones.

Liu Xia Lian and Xu Shiba accompanied Sergei in drinking and eating meat while drinking sorghum liquor made from pure grains.

Several drivers from Mang Village accompanied Sergei's two bodyguards in drinking, and they drank the two-liang cups without delay.

This group of people were so drunk that it was shameless to watch. They were quite polite at first, but got more and more excited as they drank. There was heating in the private room in Northeast China on that day, and they took off their shirts while drinking. The two bodyguards of the Russian bear had very long chest hair, as if they had not fully evolved.

Liu Xia Lian's room is more elegant. Sergei has to save face no matter what.

Sergei didn't know how to use chopsticks, so he ate blood sausage with a fork, cursing as he ate: "These bastards, they didn't even give me some delicious food."

The 53-degree kaoliang liquor is very spicy, but full of flavor and stronger than vodka.

Xu Shiba said, "Come on, Old Xie, let's drink it in one gulp."

"Brother Xu, Xia Lian, come on, cheers."

Liu Xia Lian was not afraid either. She even drank a few glasses. Since they had just gotten married, she shouldn't get pregnant.

When Sergei got drunk, he took off his coat, wrapped his fat body in his shirt, and stopped pretending to be gentle. He took a big bone in his hands and chewed it.

It turned out that Sergei came here to buy daily necessities at a low price, mainly canned food, pickles, kimchi, shoes, hats, clothing, toothpaste, toothbrushes, toilet paper, pots, pans, etc. The bears were addicted to getting a bargain and offered a very low price, so the Department of Commerce did not give in, because if they did this, they would definitely lose money.

After three rounds of drinks, Sergei felt a little dizzy.

Liu Xia Lian said, "Old Xie, it's not easy for you to come here. It's fate that we meet. I will organize 300 train cars of canned food, pickles, toilet paper, toothpaste, toothbrushes, etc. for you."

Sergei drank about one pound of wine, but he was not drunk. Moreover, he didn't look old with his white hair, just in his early sixties. He must not be a fool to be the Minister of Commerce.

"Oh, Liu, thank you. I just don't know what your requirements are and how much you want."

"There's a Chinese saying that talking about money hurts feelings. For three hundred carloads of canned goods, you just need to give me three airplanes."

Sergei shook his head repeatedly: "The Su-27 is under the control of the military, I definitely can't sell it."

"Old Xie, you're worrying too much. That's a fighter jet. What do I, a serious businessman, need it for? A Tu-154 passenger plane will do. You don't need too many, three to seven. You can figure out how to replace it."

After Liu Xia Lian finished speaking, Sergei was not surprised. Since it was a passenger plane, it was under his control and it was completely fine to use it to exchange things.

But Xu Shiba was completely stunned. He was worried that Liu Xia Lian was drunk. What would they do with the passenger plane? Reform and opening up were true these days, but it was limited to some industries. Aviation and railways were all state-owned. Three hundred carloads of canned food and daily necessities were exchanged for three planes, which could not be eaten or drunk, and they had to be charged for just leaving them. How could they live like that?

He immediately asked, "Xia Lian, what do you want the passenger plane for?"

"There's a fellow from Shandong who works for an airline company and is worried about the lack of planes. I'll help him get a few."

However, Sergei was not in a hurry to answer, saying, "I need to send a letter to inquire in China. We can only place an order if there are aircraft in stock."

But Sergei cannot be allowed to go back. If he goes back, it will be troublesome. By then, he will sign a contract with the people from the Department of Commerce, and it will have nothing to do with me.

"Old Xie, we've finished drinking. Let's go hunting in the mountains. It's snowing in the mountains now, so there are a lot of yellow sheep. Yellow sheep meat is delicious. Let's form a group and go hunting in the mountains. Drinking and eating meat every day is better than this boring business meeting."

Sergei was overjoyed after hearing this: "Hahahaha, OK, then I'll follow your arrangement."

As the night progresses, more troubles may arise. Liu Xia Lian immediately arranged for a driver to dispatch two business cars. Xiao Dong brought three colleagues and drove a jeep in front to lead the way, while the people from the Security Department of the Department of Commerce followed in the back.

A group of people in four cars drove steadily towards the forest farm.

Before they arrived, the county received a notice. County Magistrate Ma was preparing to go to a meeting when he suddenly received a notice from the province saying, "Liu Xialian is receiving the Minister of Commerce of the Mao Bear Country and requires the county to cooperate."

County Magistrate Ma was immediately confused. It was really strange that Liu Xia Lian could receive the Minister of Commerce of the Bear Country. However, the other party did not say much and hung up directly.

Liu Xialian and her four cars set out at noon and drove very fast, arriving at the forest farm before dark in the evening. County Chief Ma and several important county officials were waiting.

However, Sergei was extremely rude. He just kept talking to Liu Xia Lian and Xu Shiba, and ignored him as the county magistrate.

Liu Xia Lian came over and said, "Don't worry, County Magistrate Ma. Mao Bears are like that. They don't like formalities. He came here just to buy some cheap daily necessities. I can help him get some when the time comes. I'll take him hunting in the mountains tomorrow."

County Magistrate Ma was quite anxious: "Hunting, isn't this dangerous?"

"It's okay. I'll just take him around the village and hunt a few roe deer and gazelles. I won't hunt any wild animals."