Chapter 2 The Market on the Platform
Because I woke up too early in the morning, my eyelids started to fight after drinking two beers, "Everyone gets up too early, let's sleep for a while." The fat brother was the first to bear it, he took the lead to fall asleep after speaking, and in less than a minute, he snored evenly, and the three of us also fell asleep. In the morning, in Zabaikal, I was not accustomed to the Russian diet and ate too little, and I woke up hungry after sleeping for more than two hours, and when I saw that the three of them were still asleep, I lightly soaked a bowl of instant noodles and ate them, and after eating noodles, I didn't feel sleepy, so I stood in the corridor and looked at the scenery outside the window, full of bare hills and plains, because the low shrubs in autumn had turned yellow, and occasionally flashed a small village, a few sparse wooden houses, and wisps of cooking smoke floated over the houses, which looked a little desolate in the afterglow of the setting sun.
"Brother Peng, did you wake up early?" Xiao Liu came out of the box, "I was woken up by hunger, and I couldn't sleep after eating noodles, Xiao Liu, don't you sleep for a while?" "Hehe, I've slept enough." Xiao Liu is nineteen years old, a typical Northeast young man, who graduated from high school and was not admitted to university, was sent by his family to study in Novosibirsk, just finished a year of preparatory school, returned to China for two months during the summer vacation, and now goes back to school. There was nothing to do, the two of us stood in the corridor and looked at the scenery outside the window and began to chat, Xiao Liu talked about his feelings during the year of studying in Novosibirsk, he said that there is a shortage of light industrial products and food in Russia now, there are long queues to buy things in Russian stores, and things that come from the country are very profitable. I asked him why he didn't pour some goods to make money, and he said that it was better to bring food than to pour goods, and he had to buy food anyway when he made money, and he didn't have time to practice stalls in class every day, so he would occasionally help his classmates sell goods to earn some pocket money. He also said that the language is not good yet, and he will be ready to do business after learning the language for another year. I asked him if he had ever found a Russian beauty to be his girlfriend? He replied to me with a smile, there is this plan, Russian girls are too beautiful and very open, but now it is still a little difficult to communicate, the language is better, you must find one, why can't you stay in Russia for a few years, there are many boys and girls in Russia, girls here like Chinese men, "Then you want to win glory for the country" I joked with Xiao Liu, "Haha, each other, my brother can't lag behind, I often come to play with my brother in Novosibirsk, our school is full of beauties, maybe my brother will have an affair." "Then brother, I have to go to you for more drinks." "Haha, a word is a certainty, our brothers must win glory for the country." Think about the Russian beauties, maybe there will be some wonderful stories happening on this trip.
Before I knew it, it was getting dark, "Little brother woke up early?" Lao Chen also woke up, "Wake up the fat man and let us eat." "Woke up the fat brother, the four of us simply ate the food we brought with us." It's almost time to Chita, the train has stopped for more than 20 minutes, do you want to go down and sell goods? Xiao Liu asked Brother Fat and Lao Chen, "Chita is close to Manchuria, there are many Chinese here, and the goods cannot be sold at a high price, so we don't focus on here, let's take some and sell them for fun." The fat brother said and opened a big bag and took out some leather gloves, and divided ten pairs of them for me and Xiao Liu, "55,000 rubles a pair, collect money first and then give the goods when you sell them, if you don't collect money, some old hairy people will take the goods and run away." ”
It should be explained here that after the collapse of the Soviet Union, inflation and currency depreciation were severe, and banks issued large denomination rubles, 50,000 rubles were roughly equivalent to 10 US dollars, and later in the mid-nineties, the Bank of Russia issued new rubles, and the original basis was reduced to 1 ruble by removing three and 1,000 rubles.
After dinner, the international list was Chita, the capital of Chita Oblast, a medium-sized city in the Russian Far East, with a population of four and a half million, which was the earliest place for the development of Sino-Russian border trade, and there were many Chinese who came to do business. Because it was night, I couldn't see the whole city clearly, and I could only see the city lights that were not very dense. The international train slowly entered Chita Station, where a large group of people had gathered, and since the arrival of the international leaders of the Beijing-Moscow International Train, the stops along the line of the weekly international train have become temporary wholesale markets. As soon as we got out of the car, we were surrounded by a crowd of people, "How much do gloves cost?" "55,000 rubles for a pair" "50,000 rubles for all." A tall, fat Russian aunt grabbed the glove from my hand, "No, it's only 55,000 rubles." I was at a standoff with her in a broken colloquialism, "55,000 rubles is too expensive, 52,000 rubles is a big deal." She didn't stop until she reached her goal, "Fat brother, I want ten pairs of 52,000 rubles and madam, do you want to sell them?" I asked the fat guy, "Okay, give it to her." "Give (money) to Dawaiyi." The aunt paid and I handed the gloves to her, the aunt achieved the goal, hugged me and kissed me the face, I regretted this at the time, I knew that there was such a courtesy, so I went outside a few more steps to sell the gloves to a beautiful woman. "Are there any gloves? I want it too. The Russian man next to me, who hadn't bought the goods yet, grabbed my arm and asked, "Fat brother, do you still sell gloves?" "Ask him how much?" "Do I want fifty pairs, 50,000 rubles?" The Russian man understood the fat brother's words, "The minimum is 52000 rubles." The fat guy spoke over there, "Okay, I want 50 pairs." "Before I want the fat brother to get the gloves again, Lao Chen has already brought five dozen gloves over, and collected the money and gave the goods in one go, this speed is really worthy of the old rivers and lakes." I want 50 pairs" "I want 100 pairs" A few more Russians rushed over to buy gloves, "get in the car, don't sell it." Lao Chen pulled me back to the car, "Don't worry, if you go inside, you can sell it for at least 55,000 rubles, so let's try to sell it here?" It seems that there is no worry about selling, I also sold some for 52,000 rubles just now, and Fat Man and Xiao Liu also sold dozens of pairs. Lao Chen said as he walked.
As soon as I boarded the car door, I heard a woman below shouting for help in Chinese: "Come and help, old Maozi grabs something." "When we looked back, we saw a Chinese girl in a red down jacket and a Russian young man desperately tearing up a leather jacket, and the four of us immediately rushed out of the carriage when we saw it, and the Russian young man immediately let go and ran away when he saw us coming out." Thanks to you guys coming out, I would have run out of strength if my clothes were snatched away. The girl said with trepidation, "It's okay and fortunately, we reacted quickly, which carriage are you from?" Get in the car, the car is going to leave soon. Xiao Liu comforted the girl. Thank you, I'm in the front car, which compartment are you in this car? I'll come back to you in a moment. "We'll be in the second box, let's come and sit in a moment." It didn't take long for us to get back to the car and the car started, thinking about the scene just now, the security in Russia is really too chaotic, and this international master is really not everyone can be in charge.