"Grand nun, great official?" Hong Tao knew that the Redeemer had an organization called the Ascetic Society, and that there were also a few men in white robes in Kuitun, and the homeless people privately called them false monks. Now there are still great nuns, are the redeemers Christians or Orthodox Christians?

"Hi...... It is indeed a great official...... Come on, come on, drink tea, just a little bit of meat? The tea stall owner's voice immediately became smaller when he talked about the big nun, and his eyes glanced nearby from time to time, as if he was very taboo, and he said a word.

"Two sheep, two horse intestines...... Herdsmen don't know how to buy and sell, for fear of being deceived! Hong Tao also pretended to be addicted, and the more he spoke this stammering Chinese, the more he spoke.

"How could I have lied to you, did I believe it this time? The meat is a bit less...... Horse intestines should be okay, right...... You wait first, I'll send the meat in first, and by the way, ask if you want horse intestines...... What is it? Cheese! Looking at you stupidly, but you are a careful person, I guess they want cheese too, you wait, I'll take it in together! ”

This made the tea stall owner a little embarrassed, even if you think I am not very credible, don't say it to your face. However, he was accustomed to this man's cruel and hard-talking herdsman's style of speaking, and he didn't care, so he first went to the horse and tossed away, shook his head for a while, and was overjoyed for a while, and even didn't care about the tea stall, and led the pack horse to the side of the bridge.

Hong Tao didn't stop him, and since he got here, his little eyes hidden behind the hood and snow goggles have not been idle, and he has swept the defense facilities first. Compared to Kuitun, this is indeed a bit of a main base.

There are more than a dozen tall towers made of logs in the homeless settlement alone, one at the southern end of the street, one in the middle, and one near the bridge, about 300 meters apart. There was a watchtower on each of the wooden towers, about three or four sentries, and it seemed that there was more than one machine gun.

Although this thing doesn't do much to fight a war, it's too useful to use to play the homeless. Standing on it, it is condescending, and with the naked eye, it can see clearly within a few hundred meters of the surrounding area, and the machine gun bullets are also within reach.

Several wooden towers cover each other, not to mention that the homeless people don't have many guns, and even if they do, they can't fight with light weapons alone. The bullet of an automatic rifle, it is difficult to penetrate thick logs.

Then there is the law and order situation, from the street just walked and this main street is relatively orderly, I don't see three or five groups of gangsters wandering, and when I meet people, I just stare at them.

However, Hong Tao does not feel lucky, he firmly believes that where there are people, there are these things, and the more people, the more things will happen. If you don't see it, you don't prove it, and maybe it will exist in another form, and maybe you'll see it tomorrow.

In about half an hour, the owner of the tea stall returned, and the sheepskin bags on the pack horses were empty. Obviously, the lamb, horse sausage, and cheese were all taken. However, he did not come back alone, and he was followed by a ...... in a large red robe Woman.

That's right, Hong Tao only needs to glance at it from a distance, no matter how tightly wrapped, he can judge his gender and even his approximate age from the way he walks.

This woman is from head to toe, not only has a hood but also a veil of the same color, and even her hands are shrunk in the big robe, and she can't see any part of her body.

But Hong Tao firmly believes that she is a relatively young woman, no more than 30 years old, and she is not low, and her legs are quite long, and the only drawback is that her chest is not majestic enough, if the nuns here do not bind their breasts.

"Take off your hood and glasses!" Soon Hong Tao's guess was confirmed, and the woman spoke, in a thin voice.

In addition, the judgment just now needs to be revised, not only is she not 30 years old, but she even has to rely on it to be about 20 years old. Because her hand stretched out, holding a mobile phone to take a picture of Hong Tao, her skin was smooth and delicate. If you count it this way, it's forgivable for not being majestic enough, after all, it can still develop.

"Snow blindness...... Eyes can hurt! ”

The hood can be taken off, and Hong Tao thinks that this long hair is quite chic. Strange to say, men don't look good if they have long black hair, and the same goes for all white, but half black and half white is better. But he is not very confident in these eyes, not because they are not good-looking, but because he is afraid that they are too distinctive, which will be unforgettable after seeing them.

"Yes, nun, he is a herdsman, there is snow everywhere in the high mountains, the sun will be very dazzling, and after a long time it will be very painful, and you can't see the light!" The owner of the tea stall had never seen Hong Tao's face, but he was not so curious, and he helped to cover it up.

“…… Take off your glasses and close your eyes! The nun was a little impatient, but she seemed to have a soft-hearted heart, and she was a little foolish rather than bullying.

In the end, Hong Tao still took off the snow goggles, closed his eyes, untied his long hair and draped it on the sides of his face, and let the nun take a frontal photo with her mobile phone. At the same time, he deliberately frowned, which made his bearded face even more unrecognizable.

"Name?" After taking the photo, the nun was not satisfied, and took out a small notebook.

"Ilebilles. Bahati ...... "Hong Tao did not hesitate to report the pseudonym.

"Nation?" The nun continued.

"Kirgiz Bahati!" This time it's Hong Tao's turn to be impatient, and it's not an ID card, asking so clearly has a Mao meaning, you will believe it when I say it!

“…… The pass is valid for 10 days, and you will come back to me to renew it before it expires. My name is Gulenur. Jumabayi ...... Remember? The nun whispered about the pass, and seeing that Hong Tao had no expression at all, she was not very relieved, for fear of delaying the matter, so she asked again.

"You, Kirgiz?" Hong Tao is not wooden, he is a little scared. Listening to the nun's name is so similar to that of the Kyrgyz, if it is, she will be kicked to the iron plate, and she will not plan to do the work of selling mutton.

Klim once said that most of his people are in southern Xinjiang, where there is a Kirgiz Autonomous Prefecture. Only a few people have not migrated because their ancestors have grazed in northern Xinjiang, and since the outbreak of zombie disease, his already small number of his fellow people have disappeared, and his own points will not be so back!

"Kazakh...... Remember, it is valid for ten days, and if you want to find me, go to the gate of the base and ask the guards......" Seeing that Hong Tao didn't react, the nun didn't ask, put away the notebook, whispered a few sentences, and turned around and walked towards the bridge.

"Ha, I only found out your name today...... What? The name is too long to remember, so I'll call you Biges in the future! My name is Zhang Pinggui...... Come, take a look, a full 25 yuan shopping voucher. They gave 5 cents a pound of mutton, and the rest was horse intestines and cheese! I knew that this deal couldn't be wrong, it was much better than in Kuitun. But the big nun said that next time I will bring more mutton and cheese, and I don't want horse intestines. ”

When the nun was there, the owner of the tea stall was very restrained, and he didn't dare to breathe. As soon as the nun left, he came back to life full of blood, and took out a handful of colorful plastic pieces and chattered excitedly, as if he had made a fortune.

"Horse intestines do it in winter, no more!" Hong Tao really doesn't care much about the same shopping coupons as canteen meal tickets, and the price system made by the redeemer is very chaotic, and extremely unstable, with frequent ups and downs. For the displaced people, they prefer to barter.

Unfortunately, most of the business with the Redeemer is paid for with shopping vouchers, and only in rare cases will they barter, such as the corpse of the Blue Devil that they desperately need.

"Okay, these 20 pieces are yours, and these 5 pieces belong to me, let's say okay, right?" Zhang Pinggui didn't care whether there was a horse intestine or not, and if the goods were sold smoothly, it was time to divide the money according to the agreement.

"Herdsman, don't lie!" Hong Tao thinks it's good to talk like this, he used to be a talker, and he didn't want to end it without three hundred words if he could finish it in three words. Now it's a pity again, don't say a word more, the effect is no worse than chattering endlessly, and the meaning of the expression can be understood by the other party.

"Yes, you are an honest man...... That nun is of the same race as you? Oops, you're so good at this life. She is a close confidant of the great nun, and if we are all done, we have made this deal, and no one can snatch it away! ”

Zhang Pinggui should not be used to this way of speaking, but he can endure it, and he has a keen sense of smell unique to businessmen, so he immediately shifted the topic away from the penny, and painted a very bright future for Hong Tao.

"I'm Kirgiz, she, Kazakh...... I don't know! "Hong Tao is worried about this, there are many herdsmen in Xinjiang Province in Kazakh and Kirgiz, will the language be compatible?