Siheyuan, don't yell at me

Within ten minutes, the old Russian with a bruised face and nose began to shovel coal.

He Daqing sat on a small stool, leaning against the boiler to keep warm, with two fifty-yuan ruble bills in his hand.

This hundred yuan was given to He Daqing by the Russians as a gift.

I have to say, the Russians are pretty nice.

Not only did he give all the 100 yuan wages for burning the boiler on this train to He Daqing, he also took on all the work.

Yesterday I was pedaling my bicycle until sparks flew for half a ruble.

Unexpectedly, today, I earned a total of 150 yuan.

Hehe, the other two boiler workers also need wages, we have to find a way to get them.

The Russian trains are big, black and rough, but they are really good.

Except for stopping at the station to refuel with coal and water, the train almost never stopped.

After traveling day and night for five days, the train was finally about to reach its destination.

He Daqing could even see the neon lights in the distance through the car window, as if the entire city was illuminated.

After many years, He Daqing once again saw the bright lights, just like the old city in the 90s.

He Daqing walked towards the three boiler workers who were talking with a grim smile.

Soon, He Daqing had another two hundred rubles in his hands.

Wow, He Daqing's rubles have reached an astonishing 350 rubles. That's so tempting.

Perhaps because it was about to enter the station, the speed of the train was slowly decreasing.

He Daqing opened the train door, grabbed a boilerman and threw him out.

The train was traveling so slowly that it was highly likely that nothing would happen.

If something really goes wrong, I can only blame myself for not being strong enough.

After a while, He Daqing pointed at the remaining boiler workers.

"You guys, get out of the car."

The boiler workers were afraid of He Daqing's fists and kicks, and stood trembling at the car door.

He Daqing kicked each of them out.

Damn it, you dare to call me a yellow monkey, you are lucky.

After a while, the train whistle sounded and a lot of steam came out.

He Daqing knew that the train was slowing down and entering the station.

Without any hesitation, He Daqing jumped out of the door and rolled on the platform.

After identifying a direction, He Daqing quickly blended into the night.

Half an hour later, He Daqing appeared leisurely on the streets of Moscow.

Holding a cigarette in his mouth, He Daqing admired the night view of Moscow with great interest.

Six- or seven-story buildings are common, and buildings with more than ten floors are not uncommon.

There must be a dim street lamp every one or two hundred meters, which is considered the ceiling of the city in this era.

The three young men squatting on the street corner exchanged glances with each other, stood up, and chased after He Daqing.

"Hey, yellow monkey, have a cigarette."

He Daqing looked honest and handed over three cigarettes.

The three young men looked at each other and became more and more complacent.

"Yellow monkey, get some money to spend."

He Daqing took out three hundred and fifty rubles and waved them towards the street lamp.

The three young men's eyes widened. They didn't expect that this yellow monkey was so rich.

You know, an ordinary person would only earn that much if he didn't eat or drink for a year.

As for the 500 rubles per person per month reported in the newspaper, that is per capita after all, and has little to do with ordinary people.

The young people became excited and walked towards He Daqing, shouting and cursing loudly.

"Give me your roubles, you yellow monkey."

"Hurry up, otherwise, we will make you bleed now."

He Daqing shook the beautifully printed rubles in his hand and smiled like a father.

"Children, if you call me dad, I will give you pocket money.

Huh? You dare to fight with your father?

I want to fight ten..."

After a while, three young men, naked, with bruised faces and noses, knelt on the ground crying and calling for their father.

He Daqing touched the children's heads affectionately.

"Children, you must be hungry, right?

I'll give you a good meal."

After saying that, he picked up a young man and threw him into the giant trash can on the street.

The other two then flew into the trash can.

The three of them hugged each other, shivering in the cold wind, calling out to their mothers heartbreakingly...

In a dim corner, He Daqing changed into the newly stolen clothes.

A well-tailored suit, shiny leather shoes and a beret make him look full of energy.

Don’t be fooled by these three young men, they are dressed well.

His pockets were cleaner than his face. He had only two boxes of matches, one ruble, and fifty kopecks.

One kopeck was equivalent to one cent, and one hundred kopecks was equivalent to one ruble.

The Russians are like this, after getting their salary, they spend it all in less than a week. They have no concept of saving money at all.

For the rest of the day, I had to rely on a big bag of potatoes to get through until the next payday.

He Daqing hid himself in the darkness, wandered around aimlessly, and admired the scenery of the city.

When He Daqing arrived at a remote and seemingly abandoned factory, he was stunned.

In this temperature of more than ten degrees below zero, there are scantily clad blonde girls entering the factory from time to time.

He Daqing suddenly became alert and hid in a corner to observe.

In just ten minutes, eight young women entered the factory, along with three well-dressed men.

Looking at their sneaky behavior, you can tell there seems to be something fishy going on here.

He Daqing quietly followed a bearded man into the factory, hiding in the dark and observing quietly.

In front of a two-story building, two tall and strong men were guarding the door.

Men had to pay ten rubles to enter, but women didn't have to.

The passage that winds downward leads all the way to the underground.

He Daqing was sure that there must be something else underneath this underground, either a black market, a brothel or a casino.

It is most likely a brothel or an underground casino.

Thinking of this, He Daqing licked his lips and swallowed his saliva.

These are all places he likes to play. Once he enters a brothel, he feels as relaxed and comfortable as at home.

Of course, the casino is also a good place.

He Daqing walked towards the underground passage with an air of being a regular customer.

Two strong men stretched out their hands to stop them.

"You look unfamiliar. Who is your introducer?"

"Get lost, this is not the place for you."

He Daqing was not angry. He took out a ten-yuan ruble and put it into the guard's chest pocket.

Then he took out a ten-yuan ruble.

“That’s my price of admission.”

The two guards looked at each other, silently took the money, and stepped aside.

He Daqing walked towards the dim passage. After only taking ten or so steps, he turned a corner and saw a completely different scene.

The stairs leading down are illuminated by pink lights, making them look particularly charming.

He Daqing was delighted and thought to himself that he had come to the right place.

I still have more than 300 rubles on me, and tonight, Mr. He, I need to spend some.