The train slowly drove into the platform quietly in the night, and the station opposite was pitch black, and groups of Mongolian warriors stood on the platform under the milky white light.

The train came to a slow stop, and I wanted to get off the train to see the first stop in Mongolia, but as soon as I reached the door of the carriage, two Mongolian soldiers stopped me and shouted at me.

When the conductor heard the news, the uncle rushed to me and pulled me back into the carriage, "They won't let anyone on this train get off until the border review is over, go back to Gaobao and stay safe." ”

I walked towards Gao Bao and found that the inspectors had already boarded the train. The flight attendant was removing the chandelier on the roof of the car for them to inspect, and I was a little stunned when I saw this scene, and this inspection was really pervasive.

As soon as I walked back to Gaobao, several inspectors walked into the box, one of them came up and asked us to open the suitcase in English, and another Mongolian in a white coat walked up to me and asked me to show out my health certificate and health certificate.

I was dumbfounded, who the would bring that kind of thing, grass! No one told me that Mongolia would be asked to show such strange things!

The Mongolian man in the white coat saw that I was slow to move, his face changed suddenly, and he leaned in front of his companion and whispered a few words in Mongolian, and his companion stood up and walked up to me, and said in English: "Sir, please show your health certificate and international health certificate." ”

I smiled wryly and shook my head and said I didn't bring that thing.

The Mongolian prosecutor's eyes changed, and his tone gradually cooled, "Then we will deal with it in accordance with the regulations, fine and require Mr. to do a health examination." ”

The uncle of the conductor standing at the door hurriedly came over and talked to the prosecutor in Mongolian, and the prosecutor's attitude looked tough and his tone was very impulsive.

The uncle's temper should have come up, and suddenly he blushed and the prosecutor didn't know what to shout, the prosecutor's face changed again, he looked at me unwillingly, and said to me in English that it was okay and then turned around and walked out of the high bag.

The conductor's uncle sneered, turned to me and smiled, "It's okay, these people just have nothing to do." Ten inspections, nine times, I can't think of such a thing as a random check of the health certificate, this time I don't know which tendon is wrong, and suddenly I want to check it, all of them are people on the railway, and those guys still have a little face. You relax and sleep your sleep, and they will call me if they trouble you again. ”

At this moment, I suddenly felt that this uncle, who was not tall, full of wrinkles on his face, and was wearing ordinary conductor blue short sleeves, had a kind of domineering spirit of Xu Wenqiang in Shanghai.

A moment later, the passport was back in my hand, stamped with a large train entry stamp. The train slowly left Zamyn-Uud.

It was already dark outside the window, because the excitement in my heart slowly subsided because of the trouble just now, and the sleepiness hit, and after confirming with the conductor's uncle that there was no inspection, I lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day, when I told Fflower about it, he laughed and told me that he had encountered it before, but it was not the conductor who helped him, but a Mongolian with a Russian household registration book, and the effect was even better.

I was curious to ask about the specifics.

Flower said it had something to do with the Mongolian Railway, which had only one longitudinal north-south trunk line, few branch lines, and most of them were built during the Soviet era. Even today, Russia still holds 51 percent of the shares of the Mongolian Railway, so when those prosecutors meet a Mongolian face with a Russian household registration book, they mistake him for a certain big official on the railway, so naturally they dare not provoke him.

Because of Flower's words, I laughed all the way from Gao Bao to the dining car at the end of the train, and it was noon, and I was going to see the legendary Mongolian food car.

As soon as I stepped into the Mongolian food truck, I was immediately shocked by the decoration in the dining car, the theme of the whole food truck is the same as the palace, the chairs are wood, the tables are wood, the doors are wood, and the walls are still decorated with wood carvings!

It is no exaggeration to say that compared with the Luther dining car in Huaxia, this Mongolian dining car is simply rich and handsome!

After finding an empty spot and sitting down, I took a closer look at the dining car, only to find that many details of the dining car are very interesting, such as the circle around the clock hanging on the wall is also wooden, there are two sets of bows and arrows hanging on both sides of the opposite wall, and there is a picture of a horse hanging on the wooden door.

When I was about to order, I found out that I didn't have Mongolian coins on me! I smiled wryly and asked the waiter in English if I could use soft girl coins or rubles, and the waiter looked at me blankly, with the words "what are you talking about" written all over his face.

Flower, who was sitting opposite, smiled and said, "I'll come." ”

With that, Flower said a few words to the waiter, who nodded and put away the menu and left. I thanked Flower and exchanged the Mongolian coins for the Soft Girl coins and gave them to him.

Because I ordered the steak out of curiosity, this meal cost me about 14 in the amount of soft girl coins.

After the steak was served, I immediately regretted the one hundred and four soft sister coins I spent, how could there be such a hard steak in his sister's world! Your sister brought a frying pan and the bottom of the pan over here!

Watching Flower enjoy his sandwich with sliced cucumber and tomato, and looking at the steak in front of me that vows to show the rough Prairie Tough Guy style, I silently said to myself that I would be a fool if I ordered this thing again.

After eating with tears in my eyes, I accepted Flower's invitation and decided to follow Flower all over the train and not go back to Gaobao to disturb the two-person world between Crewe and his girlfriend Monica.

When I came to the dining car, I chatted with Flower all the way, didn't care about looking around, and after eating and drinking, I started to wander around, only to find that there were far more people in the hard sleeper car than in the high bag.

The hard sleeper car is a private room for four people, with a bunk bed on one side. Most of them are Western-faced, and yellow people are rarely seen. In the hard sleeper, Flower introduced me to two real travelers, one of whom was an Austrian named Moria, and yes, the name was exactly the same as the Seven Martial Seas in One Piece.

According to Flor, Moria was an out-and-out prodigal son, who came out of Austria and played all the way, and finally spent all his money in Singapore, worked in a restaurant for half a year to save enough money for the journey, and originally planned to fly back to Austria directly, but turned a corner and went to Vladivostok and chose to take the train back to Austria.

The other is Carly, an old girl, and it's not that I'm rude, as the prefix used to greet her was an old girl.

Carly is a traveler better than Moria, and has never been married for the rest of her life. This time, my cousin got married, so she had to end her trip in East Asia early and return to Europe, according to Carly's plan, she was supposed to go to the imperial capital of China after the end of her trip to Myanmar to see the Great Wall.

As a Chinese who has seen the grand occasion of Badaling, the imperial capital on holidays and weekends, I suddenly felt that Carly should be grateful to her cousin.