The old man has white hair, wears a waistcoat and a straight waist, holds two bottles of wine in his hand, and speaks in a London accent, looking like the old English gentleman in a British drama.

Crewe obviously recognized the old man and said with a smile: "Flore? I thought you were on the sleeper side. To introduce you, this is Richard, a Chinese, from the imperial capital of China. ”

Flower nodded at me, put the wine on the table in his hand, smiled at Crewe and me, winked mysteriously, and said, "To welcome our new companions, I'm going to entertain you with something special tonight." ”

With that, Flower turned and walked out of the high bag. Crewe pulled four cups out of his backpack and said to me, "Flor, like me and Monica, got on the bus from Vladivostok. ”

I nodded, I was not on the complete Trans-Siberian Railway, the imperial capital to Moscow was only one of the sections of the Trans-Siberian Railway. The Trans-Siberian Railway was from Vladivostok to Moscow, and later widened the route from Singapore in the south to London in the west.

Crewe had just set the glasses when Flower came back with a plate that looked like a croissant but was less like a croissant and more like a bread with the letter D.

Crewe laughed and exaggerated, "Wow, Cornish pie, this is British food." ”

I didn't dare say anything, because in my memory of British food, there was only one dish of British food – fish and chips.

My teacher, who used to give me a lesson in Western culture, once said in class that the British make the world on potato buns.

I took a Cornish pie in my hand, the Cornish pie was about half a palm's width and a palm's length, and it looked like a large fried dumpling. Took a bite

Kohlrabi potato wedges beef

Sure enough, it was in response to the saying that the British relied on potato buns to go all over the world

The wine that Flower brought with me was vodka, one of the few things in Russia that could be remembered, and I took a sip and found that it didn't taste like a mixture of water and alcohol, similar to white wine but without the aroma of white wine.

Flower looked at me and laughed, picked up another bottle and poured it into my glass, "Vodka isn't that drink, you have to add something." But I only have orange juice here. ”

My old face was red and I smiled, the bathroom door was suddenly opened, and Monica, who was only wrapped in a bath towel, walked out, the blonde beauty looked very beautiful out of the bath, the two big white legs were exposed, and the wet blonde hair draped over the shoulders looked seductive.

Monica smiled and said hello to Flower and sat directly in Crewe's arms, I looked at Crewe in surprise and couldn't help but muttered in Mandarin: "I thought it was a single dog like me, but it turned out to be a class enemy." ”

Crewe heard my muttering and looked at me and asked, "What are you talking about, I don't understand?" ”

I smiled and said in English, "It's nothing, you and Monica look like a good match." ”

A plate of Flower suddenly laughed, looking at me with a smile in his eyes, I suddenly had a bad premonition in my heart, this old man will not understand Huaxia.

Flower leaned up to me and sneered, "It's okay, I'm a single dog like you." ”

No way! What the hell is this more standard Mandarin than me! Is your voice worthy of your skin color? Also, why do you know what it means to be a single dog!

I drank depressedly and stopped talking, and Crewe and Monica looked at each other with doubts on their faces. Flower was the only one left laughing.

The four of them chatted and drank quickly, and during the chat, I learned that Flower was an old watchmaker who repaired watches in London, and that he loved to travel without any hobbies, and that he had come to China seven times by train each time, and this was his first time to experience the complete Trans-Siberian Railway.

On the way, Flower returned to his high bag and showed me a souvenir, which was sent to Vladivostok after the Trans-Siberian Railway was cleared along the way.

The souvenir looks like a trophy with the number 9288 engraved underneath, which is about the distance of the Trans-Siberian Railway. On it is a sign of a two-headed bird, probably the symbol of the city of Vladivostok or something.

Uncle Gaobaowai conductor suddenly poked his head in, "Erenhot has arrived, the duty-free shop is still open, hurry up and buy something." Yo, Flor, you're here too. ”

Flower smiled and said hello to the conductor's uncle.

I looked out the window and the speed of the train had slowed down.

When the train entered the station, the music of singing the song of the motherland sounded in the station, and I saw the border armed police standing guard on the platform, and the voice in the loudspeaker was still the revolutionary tone of the last century.

"Passengers and friends, welcome to Erlian Station of Huaxia Border Station!"

The train will stop in Erenhot for about two hours, and you can get off the train and go to the duty-free shop to buy some instant noodles and food.

After all the passengers in the domestic section got off the train, the Chinese border inspection began to check the passports, and according to the conductor's uncle, they would collect the passports and go through the customs clearance procedures in a unified manner.

I handed in my passport and got off the train, but not to go to the duty-free shop, but to hear from the conductor that the train was going to change tracks, so I got off the train to have a look.

The train track is paved with two tracks, one broad gauge and one quasi-gauge.

It is said that in order to prevent the invasion of Russia and Mongolia during the war, the track width of the two countries was different. The Huaxia has a 1435 mm gauge gauge, while Russia and Mongolia have a 1520 mm wide gauge, a difference of 85 mm.

Train track changers and passengers do not need to get off the train, and directly connect people with carriages to lift the operation.

Changing the track doesn't seem complicated, just replace the original wheel below with a wheel that can run on a wide gauge. In addition to changing tracks, the train also changed to a Mongolian locomotive, and at the end there was also a Mongolian carriage hanging on the head.

I took a small video of changing tracks with my mobile phone, and planned to send it to the circle of friends to deceive a few likes.

Two galloping white horses were painted on the locomotive in Mongolia, and the locomotive was already roaring, and I suddenly realized that I was about to go abroad.

By the time I got back on the bus, it was almost one o'clock, and I didn't feel sleepy looking at the dim light outside the window. The train started slowly, and the conductor's uncle came over and told me not to sleep yet, and I will check again when I enter Mongolia later.

The train traveled through the last few dozen kilometers of the border, and for dozens of minutes I did not see any lights, but occasionally I saw soldiers standing guard in military coats by the side of the railway.

Looking ahead, a yellow point of light suddenly appeared.

It's the national emblem of Mongolia!

I hurriedly took out my passport and the customs declaration form that I had filled out in the second row, feeling a little excited. The Mongolian emblem made me realize clearly that Mongolia has arrived!