Baojian

Chapter 987 It's Not About Money

"What are you looking at me for? Why don't you hurry up and take out the food in your backpack?"

Seeing Peng Hong looking at him, Qin Feng stepped forward angrily, took off Peng Hong's backpack, and said in a somewhat awkward Russian: "Children, come to eat. There is no cake, but it is delicious. The roast duck, do you want to try it?"

Although Qin Feng doesn't have much sympathy, what he can't see most in his life is a little girl starving. The scene in the room before him makes Qin Feng involuntarily think of the situation with his younger sister when he was young, so even if Karachev doesn't Speaking of Russian ginseng, Qin Feng will also take out all his food.

While talking, Qin Feng took out the food from the backpack. Before Qin Feng left, Meng Yao was afraid that he would starve outside, so he bought a lot of Beijing roast duck and some vacuum-packed cooked food. Qin Feng has very little now. Need to eat, so these are kept.

"Grandma Katyusha, can I... can we eat?" Seeing what Qin Feng took out, this time not only Yi Lianna, but also the other children couldn't help swallowing there. The light emitted was brighter than the candles in that room.

"There is really a small cake, Elena, do you want to eat it?"

Qin Feng accidentally discovered that there was a pack of cakes in the food, and immediately took it out, walked to Elena's side, touched her little head, and said: "Elena, eat, this is from my brother Gift……"

"I...I..." Yi Lianna took the cake intentionally, but her eyes were still on Aunt Katyusha. During this time, Aunt Katyusha distributed all their food. The children most convinced of her.

"Eat, boys, thank you our friend..."

Seeing the expectant faces of the children, Katyusha couldn't help feeling sour, and said, "Before eating, you need to know who gave the food. This is polite, you know?"

"Excuse me, what's your name?" Elena asked Qin Feng with her big eyes open.

"Just call me brother." Qin Feng stuffed the cake into Yi Lianna's hand. He really couldn't see the child starving. Sister is no different.

"Thank you brother!" Elena couldn't care less about distinguishing whether her brother's name was a problem. She took the cake handed over by Qin Feng and ate it in big mouthfuls. A cake the size of a fist was swallowed by her in three or two bites. Stomach.

"Elena, come, drink some water, eat later, you guys too, only two of you can eat a duck..."

Seeing that Yi Lianna's eyes were aimed at the cooked food he brought again, Qin Feng handed over his water bottle. He could tell that these children hadn't eaten enough for several days. A meal should not make them too full, otherwise there will be a danger of their stomachs bursting.

"Peng, thank your friend for me!" At this moment, Karachev also saw that these things should belong to Qin Feng, and said immediately: "Young man, may I know your name?"

"My name is Qin Feng, Chinese!" Qin Feng reported his name. Now he is at the pinnacle of human evolution, and he rarely has any scruples. Even if someone finds out, Qin Feng will not be afraid .

"Thank you, my friend..." Kalachev shook the wheelchair and came to Qin Feng's side, grabbed his hand and put it on his forehead, and held it tightly for about ten seconds before letting go.

"Qin Feng, this is the highest courtesy for friends from the Moldovans!" Peng Hong explained to Qin Feng on the side: "Karachev's doing this shows that you are already his most trusted friend. For your friend, He was willing to give his life..."

Peng Hong has traveled between China and Russia for many years, and he knows some etiquettes of the ethnic minorities here, just like he has known Karachev for many years, and he only got his hug gift, but it is not as high as Qin Feng's.

"Thank you for your trust..." Qin Feng bowed slightly to Karachev.

"Young man, you are really nice!"

After distributing the children's food, Katyusha came to Qin Feng's side, looking at her posture, she seemed to want to hug Qin Feng, so frightened, Qin Feng said quickly: "I still have wine in my bag, the strongest wine, I thought... shall we have a drink first?"

Qin Feng knew that in Russia, including the former Soviet Union, both men and women are the best wine drinkers. Sure enough, as soon as he said this, the eyes of Katyusha and Karachev lit up at the same time. The expressions are even better than those of the children just now.

"Oh, my dear friend, I think that although you don't look very strong, you are good enough to be my woman."

Katyusha couldn't bear it anymore this time, and was about to hug Qin Feng, but Qin Feng, who had reacted earlier, stuffed a bottle of Erguotou into her hand, stopping Katyusha's movements.

"God, it's China's Erguotou!"

Now Katyusha couldn't care less about hugging Qin Feng anymore, she stretched out her hand and unscrewed the bottle cap, drank two gulps, then screwed the cap back on with some reluctance, and said, "This Good stuff, save a little for those old bastards, otherwise they will really fight me desperately..."

"I still have five bottles here..."

Qin Feng took out another bottle and handed it to Karachev. Before entering Russia, he had several boxes, but they all left them in the Grassland Police Station. The few bottles he brought with him were originally for fear that Peng Hong would be tired from the journey. , keep it for him to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

"It's really Erguotou from China. It's really good wine!" Kalachev lost his composure after getting the wine, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank most of the bottle in one go. A little blush.

"Karachev, do you want to drink a bottle by yourself?" Katyusha looked at Karachev with some dissatisfaction, and said, "This is given to everyone by Qin, I will keep your wine! "

"My dear Katyusha, just let me have another sip."

Kalachev looked at Katyusha pleadingly, and said, "I haven't drank such a strong drink for five months. Compared with it, the whiskey in your bar is as tasteless as boiling water..."

"It's tasteless, didn't you drink it up?" Katyusha ignored Karachev's pleading and directly pulled the wine bottle out of his arms, but Qin Feng found that when Katyusha turned around, she was still drinking. Secretly took a big sip.

"Brother Hong, is this... is this so?" Seeing two people who combined to be more than 100 years old snatching wine and drinking, Qin Feng was a little bit dumbfounded. As the big brother of China, when did the people of the former Soviet Union get mixed up like this? The point?

"Of course as for..."

Peng Hong nodded seriously, and said: "Qin Feng, you don't know that when the former Soviet Union just disintegrated, just such a bottle of Erguotou could be exchanged for a good mink coat in Moscow. A beautiful Russian woman will sleep with you for three days..."

"They are so good at wine?" Qin Feng remembered vaguely hearing rumors about Russians' good wine before, but seeing is better than seeing. He didn't know it until today, and there was no exaggeration in those rumors.

"Drunk people freeze to death every year in winter in Russia. For the sake of alcohol, they really can sacrifice their lives." Peng Hong smiled wryly, and said: "A person of Kalachev's age, who has been drinking for a lifetime, They're already addicted to alcohol."

The first time Peng Hong came to Baku town, he used the bottles of Erguotou he brought with him to quickly establish friendship with Karachev, Katyusha and others, so he knew better than anyone else that hard alcohol was in the former Soviet Union. The role of doing things is absolutely beneficial.

"Damn, where does the smell of liquor come from?" A voice suddenly rang out from outside the door, and then a burly old man pushed open the door, without looking for it, his eyes were fixed on Kaka The half bottle of wine in Qiusha's hand.

"Katyusha, haven't we drunk all the liquor in your cellar?" The old man let out a cry of surprise, reached out and snatched the wine from Katyusha's hand, and shouted: "We are outside The guards are patrolling, and you are hiding in the house and drinking, this is too inappropriate..."

The old man was talking, but his hands didn't delay at all. He unscrewed the bottle cap and poured it into his mouth, which also caused his pronunciation of the last few words to be a bit blurred.

"Second Lieutenant Bashkir!" Seeing that the bottle of wine was about to be finished by the visitor, Karachev was in a hurry and asked quickly, "What is the purpose of the Soviet Red Army?"

"Ah?" Bashkir was stunned for a moment, and reflexively put the wine bottle on the table beside him, and said, "Everything captured will be returned to the public..."

"That's right, these wines must be returned to the public!" Kalachev grabbed the bottle of wine, poured the last two taels into his stomach, and said, "Bashkir, you are a good soldier! "

"Damn it, we retired a long time ago!"

It wasn't until this moment that Bashkir came to his senses, looked at Karachev with grief and indignation, and said, "Karachev, why didn't you get shot and killed a few days ago? You cunning old thing... ..."

"Hmph, I won't die even if you die, Bashkir, with your brain, it's all thanks to me?" Karachev and Bashkir stared at each other. Eyes, that posture seems to be about to fight.

"Qin, it's okay. The two of them have known each other since they were naked, so they won't be really angry."

Katyusha explained to Qin Feng beside her, turned around and shouted to the two old people: "Don't scare our guests, you two immortals, be honest with me, otherwise you won't even think about leaving The wine is down..."

"My dear Katyusha, you look pretty again."

After hearing Katyusha's words, Bashkir quickly sat down on the chair, and said in a flattering tone: "I seem to have seen you decades ago again, and you were definitely not like that at that time." Fat, she is the cutest girl in our town of Baku..."

"Bashkir, you pighead, you still don't know how to praise people." Listening to Bashkir's words, Karachev had already laughed while clutching his stomach. When praising Katyusha, these few words are always repeated over and over again.

"Damn Keel, old lady, I want to teach you a lesson..."

Sure enough, before Bashkir finished speaking, Katyusha's huge body was already pressing on Bashkir's body. Unfortunately, the chair under him couldn't support the two of them weighing more than two or three hundred. The gigantic monster weighing less than [-] kilograms only heard a "click", and the two fell to the ground at the same time.

"Okay, don't make trouble!"

Kalachev stopped the farce, and said: "Bashkir, are you here to change shifts? There are guests today, please work hard, don't let Katyusha go to guard, tell the other people, let They take turns to have a sip of wine..."

There are not many people left in this small town. Karachev took the initiative to form a small town guard team composed of retired soldiers from World War II. Katyusha, who is tall and tall, is a non-staff member of the guard team. Carry out the task of night vigilance.

"Okay, but you have to leave me a bottle of that wine!" Bashkir got up from the ground and muttered in his mouth: "Damn war, I can't even drink wine, I want to curse those The one who started the war..."

Reluctant, but Bashkir still left the small building. After a while, three or four gray-haired old men came here with guns. Katyusha took out a bottle of wine and shared it among them. Only then did they leave contentedly.

"Qin, they were all the best soldiers in the Soviet Union!"

After all the children in the small building fell asleep, Kalachev said in a sad tone: "The country we fought for back then abandoned us. Can you imagine the pain in their hearts?"

"I can feel it."

Qin Feng nodded lightly. The disintegration of the former Soviet Union and the decline of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union directly collapsed the beliefs in the hearts of these old people. Now they live like walking dead, just to live and live , I can't see a trace of life on my body.

"Qin, can you help us?"

Karachev's next sentence surprised Qin Feng. He just met these people by chance, and Qin Feng had already done his best to give them food. Karachev's request was somewhat imposed on him. people.

"Qin, I can see that you are more capable than Peng..." Kalachev looked at Peng Hong with his dim old eyes, and said, "Peng, you won't be angry if I say so?"

"Of course not..." Peng Hong smiled wryly, and said, "Uncle Karachev, you are right, Qin Feng is indeed much better than me, a lot..."

If Kalachev changed his mouth to another person, Peng Hong might not be convinced, but facing Qin Feng, he was really convinced. You know, even after he entered the dark energy, he still couldn't see Qin Feng. With the slightest hint of wind, Qin Feng is like a deep pool, and people can't always find out the bottom.

"Qin, maybe my words are a little presumptuous, but you are already our friend, a friend we can sacrifice our lives for..."

Kalachev's demeanor is very solemn, but in Qin Feng's ears, he can't laugh or cry. Ever since he came to this small building, he has not had time to tell his reason for coming, but he has been detained with such a large cap. hat, and was forced to help Karachev and the others.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Karachev, but I need to know what you want me to do?"

Qin Feng thought for a while, and said: "If I can do it with my ability, I will be happy to help you, but if I can't, Uncle Karachev, then I'm sorry, I can only refuse you... "

What a joke, when Qin Feng didn't know what Karachev asked him to do, it was impossible for him to agree. If the old man asked him to help Chechnya fight the Russians out on a whim, then even if Qin Feng had three heads and six arms It is also impossible.

"Of course, I won't make unreasonable demands."

After hearing Qin Feng's words, Karachev nodded and said with a sad face: "That's right, I hope you can take these children away, take them out of Chechnya, and let them live abroad, you know , In our town, there are only these few children left..."

"Be a nanny?" Qin Feng wondered if he had misheard Karachev's words. He never thought that Karachev would entrust the children to himself.

"Not babysitters, just... as long as you take them out of Chechnya."

Kalachev showed embarrassment on his face, and continued: "I still have some savings in the bank in Moscow, which is enough for them to live on. In addition, I... I hope you can find my grandson and bring him go out……"

"I'm sorry, Uncle Karachev, but I've come here with important things to do."

Qin Feng shook his head and said: "I've let you down. I really don't have time to go to Moscow to settle these children. What I have to do is very important..."

Meng Yao has at most one or two years to live. Apart from looking for thousand-year-old ginseng, Qin Feng can't let go of anything in his heart anymore. It is impossible to go to Moscow for these children. It is tantamount to watching Meng Yao die.

"But, I... I can pay you a lot!"

Kalachev's emotions suddenly became agitated, and he said, "Qin, I have a deposit of 80 U.S. dollars in a bank in Moscow. You only need to leave 30 U.S. dollars for these children, and the remaining 50 U.S. dollars will It's all yours, okay?"

"Uncle Kalachev, it's not about money. If I don't have something to do, it's free, and I'm willing to help you."

Qin Feng smiled wryly, took out a stack of US dollars from his backpack, and said, "I have 50 US dollars in this bag. Money means nothing to me, and I won't do anything for money." ..."

The 50 dollars that old Ivan paid to Peng Hong was all packed in this bag. When Qin Feng opened the big bag directly, Karachev and Katyusha were all stunned. They really didn’t see each other. No one has ever carried so much money with them.

"Okay, young man, just pretend I didn't say anything!" Seeing the dollars in Qin Feng's bag, Kalachev suddenly became very tired. He originally hoped that Qin Feng could save the last few children in this small town Unexpectedly, his life was still in vain.

"Uncle Kalachev, I think if you can help me, then this issue is not something that cannot be discussed." Qin Feng said suddenly.

"You need my help?"

Kalachev raised his head in doubt, glanced at Peng Hong, and said clearly: "Peng, you brought Qin Lai to trade ginseng with me, right? If that's the case, I think I might be able to help your turn……"

Kalachev is not only a veteran, but also a ginseng collector. Fighting wars was just a side job when he was young. Ginseng mining is what Kalachev has been doing all his life. His deposits in the Moscow Bank are all due to this survived.

"Yes, Uncle Karachev, Qin Feng wants to find some ginseng." Peng Hong stopped talking after speaking for Qin Feng, because he didn't know what kind of ginseng Qin Feng was looking for until now.

"Katyusha, hurry up, help me get that package off your beam..." Karachev said to Katyusha.

"Let my old lady climb onto the roof beam?" Hearing Karachev's words, Katyusha's eyes almost stood up. With her weight of more than three hundred catties, she couldn't even stand on a chair, let alone climb to the roof. The beam went up.

"Uncle Kalachev, you can point to the place, I'll do it." Peng Hong said.

"It's over there, where the two beams intersect." Karachev pointed to the top of his head.

"Okay, is it this bag?" Peng Hong took a few steps back, and started to run in a few short steps. With his right foot propped up on a chair, he jumped three or four meters high in the air, and stretched his long arms. A package that was resting on the roof beam was taken down.

"That's right, Peng, you can open it." Kalachev did not go to pick up the package, but motioned Peng Hong to open it. After opening the outer layer, three rectangular wooden boxes arranged together were exposed in the package.

"It smells so strong..." Before the wooden box was opened, Qin Feng's nose twitched. He could smell the smell of ginseng, and it was older than the ones Qin Feng had seen before.

"There are three ginseng plants here. Well, ginseng is what you call it there."

After Peng Hong opened the top wooden box, Karachev pointed to the foot-long ginseng with intertwined roots and said, "This is a wild ginseng with more than 200 years of history. I think you should know that it is in your hands. The value of the country, right?"

"Not enough, the year I need is much higher than that." Qin Feng shook his head, and opened another wooden box with his own hands, revealing an old mountain ginseng with a foot and a half of root.

"This one is 400 years old, Qin, I think it should allow you to help us?" Kalachev looked at Qin Feng expectantly.

"Uncle Kalachev, I'm sorry, it's not enough..."

Qin Feng said straight to the point: "What I need is a thousand-year-old ginseng, and a fresh ginseng that has been unearthed for less than a year. Uncle Karachev, if you have it, I can promise to help you with this ginseng." Everyone in the town is gone, and you will be in charge of your life abroad!"
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