Chapter 137: Xinjiang People
Generally, people from Xinjiang Province are located in every large and small city in the country, mainly to deal in kebabs and local specialties of Xinjiang Province.
Of course, there is also a wandering knife selling family, what is a knife selling family?
In fact, it is illegal to buy and sell controlled knives in China, but only people in Xinjiang Province can swagger and sell some daggers, machetes, jumping knives, waist knives, long swords and sabers and other murder weapons on the ground. Waist knives are tolerated by the central government, and the policy allows people in Xinjiang Province to carry knives, of course, controlled knives are still not within the scope of carrying.
The people of Xinjiang Province have their own way, they drag their children and daughters, and sell large bags and small bags on the street, the local police can't do anything at all, firstly, the language barrier is an obstacle, and secondly, the knives are sold by women, usually with one or more children, you arrest her, she wants to die or live, throw the child to the police station, who can take responsibility?
Slowly, after this situation increased, the police across the country let it go, as long as they didn't make trouble.
However, whether it is a knife family or a mutton skewer, or a raisin that sells local handicrafts, it is within the scope of Maimaiti's supervision, as long as a person from Xinjiang Province comes out to do business, he must obey the management of Maimaiti, which has reached a consensus in the entire Xinjiang Province.
Although there are all kinds of forces in Xinjiang Province and many people have no direct relationship with Maimaiti, from the perspective of overall interests, many interest groups are still willing to accept Maimaiti's constraints, after all, Maimaiti's human resources in all parts of the country are not comparable to them, let alone they can contend with them.
Of course, what makes everyone jealous is the force and abundant funds of Maimaiti.
In Xinjiang Province, no matter how powerful you are, as long as you buy and mention a word, you will be wiped out immediately, this is an iron fact, and this is also a fact forged with countless blood.
Many people are dissatisfied with the dominance of Maimaiti, but no one is stupid enough to fight against Maimaiti, after all, they also need Maimaiti's protection.
Of course, the people of Xinjiang Province who are kebabing mutton not far from the entrance of the entertainment city are definitely under the banner of Maimaiti.
After Zhang Yang thought of this, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic, as long as he found the lair of the people in Xinjiang Province, the clues would be much easier to find, of course, Zhang Yang didn't expect these little minions to know the whereabouts of Maimaiti, but at least it was much better than his current blind man riding a blind horse.
In order not to attract the attention of a few people in Xinjiang Province who grilled mutton skewers, Zhang Yang pushed a few steps into the flower bed, so that his body was completely hidden in the shade of the trees, at this time, Liu Biao grilled a large handful of mutton skewers and walked over, steaming, fragrant, I have to say that the mutton skewers grilled by Xinjiang people are indeed much more delicious than the mutton skewers grilled by people in the mainland.
"Liu Biao, there is a clue." Zhang Yang took Liu Biao and handed him a handful of mutton skewers.
"Ah...... Pregnant? Where, where? Liu Biao suddenly turned his head and looked around.
"In your hands." Zhang Yang said with a smile.
"Hand ...... Lamb skewers...... Ha ha...... I see, I see...... Let's go to their lair! Liu Biao was immediately overjoyed, and took a few bites of mutton skewers and chewed wildly in his mouth, as if Maimaiti was in his mouth.
"Don't worry, it's still a long time, let's go, find a place to rest, grandma's, it's time to rest."
Zhang Yang and Liu Biao found a cake shop to sit down, Zhang Yang originally intended to find a teahouse with a computer, but although there are many teahouses nearby, the location is not convenient to monitor the kebab stall, so they had to find a seat in this cake shop, order some cakes, order a few glasses of milk, and the two of them eat the mutton skewers in their hands comfortably, and finally, they can rest and rest......
The business of the mutton skewer stall is very good, and there is a stall on the side of the entertainment city, seeing that the clothes are all from Xinjiang Province, soon, Zhang Yang found that the two kebab stalls have nothing to do with each other, and, in just one hour, the two parties actually shouted several times that the guests waiting for each other came to this side, although they restrained each other and did not use force, but it was obvious that there was strong hostility.
Zhang Yang couldn't help but be a little puzzled, he was also from Xinjiang Province, and he was also Maimaiti's subordinates, why did he rob business?
Zhang Yang naturally didn't know that although Maimaiti controls the entire mutton skewer market, in fact, he only controls the wholesale of mutton skewers, and the specific operation has a number of small leaders, although the small leaders nominally belong to Maimaiti's banner, but below they are still because of mutual suppression of interests, intrigues, fights and brawls are endless, these things, Maimaiti is too lazy to care, he can't take care of it, it is impossible for him to ask about these trivial things.
In T County, C City, H Province, there was a brawl that shocked the whole country, hundreds of people from Xinjiang Province rushed to T County by plane to make trouble, and the local political axe even dispatched armed police forces to suppress it, although the matter did not make trouble, or a number of people were killed and injured, and finally the battle ended with the withdrawal of one Xinjiang Provincial force from the mutton skewer market in T County.
T County is very small, so small that it is difficult for a taxi to jump the meter once, and it is for the mutton skewer business in such a small county town to be able to dispatch hundreds of people to fly thousands of miles from Xinjiang Province to T County, it can be seen that those Xinjiang people are cruel and reckless in reckless consequences.
It has to be said that the people of Xinjiang Province are more united and cohesive than other ethnic groups.
At the same time, the people of Xinjiang Province have the boldness and simplicity that the coastal and inland people do not have, and if you become friends with them, then he will also take out his heart to show you.
Xinjiang people are a relatively contradictory race, because a very small part of them affect the image of Xinjiang people, in general, more than 90% of Xinjiang people are simple and kind, and they identify themselves as Chinese.
Time passed slowly.
At about two o'clock in the morning, although the KTV was still in full swing, the streets had begun to become deserted, and the two gangs of kebabs were cleaning up their stalls, pushing the special grill in one direction......
"What to do? Do you want to track them separately? Liu Biao couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
"No, we can't be separated, just follow one, we have time." Zhang Yang was very worried about Liu Biao's safety and rejected Liu Biao's suggestion.
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The two followed all the way, a barbecue stall is generally two or three people, just now the location is more prosperous, and the flow of people is very large, so this barbecue stall is three people, and the three of them didn't notice Zhang Yang Liu Biao, who was following from afar, laughing loudly, and Zhang Yang couldn't understand what he said, but it seemed to be vaguely familiar.
Could it be that there is a dialect of Xinjiang Province in your memory and thinking?
Or has someone studied the dialect of Xinjiang Province?
Zhang Yang couldn't help but be puzzled, he listened carefully, he could roughly guess what it meant, but he couldn't say it, this is a very wonderful feeling, a little bit of looking at Chinese subtitles, just like speaking in English, but you can know the meaning of English through Chinese subtitles, but you can't say it.
The three of them seemed to be in a very happy mood, nothing more than chatting about today's good business, meeting a few girls in scantily clad clothes, etc......
Finally, the three of them came to an old hostel at a station, the hostel is very dilapidated, the aluminum alloy door is oily, the glass is opaque, under the hostel, there are dozens of roasting cars, there are two people from Xinjiang Province with a thick chain to lock all the roasting cars together, finally, a group of people giggling upstairs......
"Let's go, we'll stay here tonight."
"Ah...... Live...... ...... live here" Liu Biao looked at the dilapidated hostel in surprise, this hostel should be a house to be demolished, many windows are missing, there are several big demolition words written on the wall, and there is a large circle of red paint painting on the outside of the word.
The registration place is on the second floor, after going up to the second floor, there is a hall, a woman is sitting behind the broken bar and playing a sweater, seeing such a scene, Zhang Yang seems to be watching a movie in the 80s, this house, it is too dilapidated, and people also have a sense of shabby......
Ten dollars a night, calculated according to the head.
The woman took a deposit of 50 yuan and made a note, but she didn't ask Zhang Yang at all if they wanted to register their ID cards, or Zhang Yang took the initiative to take out the fake ID cards, and the woman was unwilling, and reluctantly wrote Zhang Yang Liu Biao's ID card name and number on a book full of oil.
Zhang Yang looked at the horizontal and vertical numbers, and he was sure that no one would recognize the registration book when it was sent to the police station.
The two entered the room and almost vomited, the room was very small, two small beds, basically no cotton wool, that is, the sheets were spread on the hard board, and the sheets were brown, and the original color could not be distinguished at all.
The quilt is white, but the white and brown make people feel even more vomiting**, with large circles pressed on small circles, and traces of pressing circles and circles, as if billions of sperm have fought on it......
"Can this sleep?" Liu Biao said with a sad face.
"It's only ten dollars a night, what do you want?"
(To be continued)