Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

The next thing is Elena's business. He has to be responsible for coordinating the carriage.

He Yuzhu has not been idle these days. He stays with Xu Huizhen at home. He also takes time to visit Xu Huizhi in the countryside. However, he has to appease Chen Xueru and coordinate the quarrels between He Yongqiang and Xu Zhaodi every three days.

Fortunately, the train got off quickly, and the 120 million bottles of cans were also delivered to the warehouse at the train station.

The total value of these cans has reached 24 yuan, and each person paid 6 yuan, which emptied the liquidity of Chen Xueru, Elena, and Ye Qingmo.

He Yuzhu not only spent the 6 yuan, but also took advantage of his job to put most of the cans that were nominally wholesaled into the space, and also stored 9 yuan worth of goods, and also spent all his money. Liquidity.

Seeing the cans loaded on the car, He Yuzhu was extremely happy. He had spent half a year of hard work planning to set up a canning factory, and now it was finally time to harvest.

"What are you thinking about? Hurry up and get on the train." Elena reminded.

"Okay, here we go." He Yuzhu picked up his suitcase and got on the train behind him.

Just like last year, only this section is a passenger car that can seat people, and the rest of the carriages are for pulling goods.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, the train started moving slowly.

Life on the train is boring. After arriving at the border, I rested for three days and then changed to the train bound for Moscow.

The two of them felt at ease now, but when they arrived in Moscow, both of them already smelled bad.

After coming out of the train station, the two took a taxi and went straight to the hotel.

Jun took a plain bath and climbed directly into bed to rest.

He Yuzhu suddenly felt suffocated and panicked. In his sleepy state, he stretched out his hand to touch the figure of the missing beauty beside him.

"You stay here to rest, and I'll go find President Qi to discuss wholesale."

"Well, I'm exhausted. I need to take a rest."

Elena was not usually so tired. The main reason was that she didn't have a good rest on the train. As soon as she got off the train, before she could recover, she was directly tired from He Yuzhu's torment.

"Then you have a good rest and stay here until I come back."

He Yuzhu walked out of the hotel and turned into a department store. Canned fruits are also sold in Moscow, but they are all high-end products.

He Yuzhu asked about the price of canned fruits. The cheapest canned fruit cost 0.9 rubles, and then bought a bottle of canned oranges.

I asked the store clerk to open it directly. After tasting it, I found that it was not very sweet. This recipe uses less sugar than what I put in.

He Yuzhu was relieved now. The monthly salary of an ordinary worker is about 60 rubles, and one yuan of rubles can only buy one can. The price is already very high.

Compared with the salary of ordinary people in the capital, which is only more than 30 yuan, cans can be sold for more than 7 cents. The price is still acceptable and cheaper.

The main thing is that the exchange rate is different. 0.9 rubles can be exchanged for one dollar, and it can be exchanged for 2 yuan and 4 cents in RMB.

In other words, a bottle of canned fruit costs 4 cents and can only be sold for 7 cents in the capital, but when shipped to Moscow it can be sold for a high price of 2 yuan and 4 cents.

Of course, the transportation cost is relatively high, and the freight has to be removed, but even so, He Yuzhu still made a lot of money this time.

He Yuzhu was still not used to being watched by foreigners while walking on the street. He hailed a taxi and gave the address of the Chinese Mutual Aid Association in fluent Russian.

The taxi driver was surprised to hear fluent Russian, but he could still tell that there was something wrong with the accent. He could clearly feel that He Yuzhu was not a Chinese who had lived in Moscow for a long time, but he didn't say anything more. He stepped on the accelerator and the car stopped. Moscow went around in circles.

This is often the case. When taxi drivers pick up customers from out of town, they will bully them because they are not familiar with the roads and deliberately take many detours.

Although He Yuzhu had been away for a year, he was still very familiar with the roads in the city and had already visited here last year.

Soon they came to an intersection. Seeing that the driver wanted to turn, He Yuzhu reminded him in Russian: "Just go straight."

The driver was obviously stunned for a moment, but he was very experienced and said: "The road ahead is being built, so we took a detour."

He Yuzhu thought to himself, who are you lying to? How is it possible, so he said: "I walked there yesterday, and the road construction has been completed."

"Well, I didn't expect it to be repaired so quickly." The driver said nonchalantly, then he turned the steering wheel and instead of turning, he chose to go straight as He Yuzhu ordered.

He Yuzhu was still a little proud. The driver wanted to rip off customers, but he found out. This way he could save a lot of money.

While I was happy, the taxi suddenly turned a corner and entered a small alley. The speed increased a lot.

"What are you doing?" He Yuzhu asked repeatedly.

The car stopped when Katz heard it, and at some point the driver's left hand pulled out a pistol and pointed it at He Yuzhu:

"What did you say I did?"

He Yuzhu was startled at first. This was the first time he encountered a robbery. Fortunately, he didn't panic when something happened. He immediately used his mental strength and put away the six bullets in the pistol. Now the other party said "Toothless" tiger.

He said calmly: "Don't mess around. If you want money, I'll pay it to you."

This is the trouble caused by my talk. I just want to be safe when I go out. Taking a few more detours only costs a few more rubles.

This was good, but the other party became angry and started robbery mode directly.

Otherwise, if my situation is special, someone else would be robbed directly.

The other party is also stubborn, and if he can't succeed in killing the customer secretly, he will rob him openly.

The driver saw that He Yuzhu was very calm and shouted loudly: "Don't move, raise your hands."

As he spoke, he stretched the pistol forward and directly touched He Yuzhu's forehead with the cold muzzle.

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "I bet there are no bullets in your gun. You are trying to scare me."

The driver was stunned by He Yuzhu's words, and then with a ferocious expression, he said viciously: "You are so brave, but you made a wrong bet. I also maintained the pistol in the morning and loaded the bullets with my own hands."

"Hahaha, I'll send you to see God."

After the driver finished speaking, he pulled the trigger, the revolver rotated once, and then made a crisp sound.

The imaginary phenomenon of He Yuzhu's head exploding with flowers did not appear. He was still alive without any abnormalities.

The driver was completely confused. He had loaded all the bullets in it that morning.

He Yuzhu smiled and said: "I told you, I bet there are no bullets in your pistol. See if I win now."

"This is impossible." The driver shouted with sweat on his head, and then pulled the trigger continuously.

The crisp sound rang six or seven times, but He Yuzhu was still alive in front of him. What the hell, why are there no bullets in the pistol?

He Yuzhu's smile was more terrifying than the devil in the eyes of the driver. Although he didn't know what happened to the pistol, the current situation was very embarrassing.

Just when he was about to punch and fight directly, he saw He Yuzhu also taking out a pistol with a silencer, and then asked with a smile: "Guess, do you have bullets in my pistol?"