Now you don't need to use any means of transportation to get to Dahei Island, you can go by stepping on the ice.

And because Dahei Island is on the side of China, the distance is only 180 meters away.

The Soviet side is far from the big island, and it is only seven or eight hundred meters away.

Of course, not everyone can go up, only people who have obtained a business permit can land on the island, and if anyone can go to the island, it won't be messy.

Even so, there are hundreds of people who went to the island on the Huaguo side, and these people went to Daheihe Island with large bags and small bags on their backs like people fleeing from the market.

At the same time, there was such a long flow of people on the Soviet side, and the same people on the Chinese side, who also carried large bags and small bags, but they didn't know what was inside.

Probably the only people who didn't take anything in their hands and went to the island empty-handed were Wan Feng and these people.

Wan Feng has too many types of goods, even if he takes one to the island, it is also a very surprising amount, and besides, he is not going to the island to set up a stall to exchange small commodities, so there is no need to bring so many things, so he chose to go to the island empty-handed, but let Li Mingdou and He Xiao carry a small bag.

On the first day, he mainly looked at the trading venue and the commodities traded by the two sides, and he felt good about the points.

The people who followed Wan Feng to the island were Han Guangjia, Yang Jianguo, Li Mingdou, He Xiao, and the rest of the people stayed in the warehouse to guard their homes.

Today, because he didn't need to talk about any business, Wan Feng didn't even bring a translator, and after three months of surprise study, he naturally didn't have much problem with his daily language.

It may not be possible to fall in love with a hairy woman, but it should be possible to communicate about transactions.

Every day, they learn the names of various commodities and Russian numerical expressions, and then they have more than enough business terms to deal with the trade.

After passing the two small houses of the border inspection customs, Wan Feng and his party officially stepped into the trading area between China and the Soviet Union.

The fan-shaped greenhouse became a place for temporary trading, and the people of Huaguo entered through the west gate, and Maozi entered through the east gate.

The greenhouse is almost empty, and there is not even a platform, and some building materials are stacked in some corners.

There is no heating inside, which probably plays a role in blocking the cold wind on the river.

The chaos inside the greenhouse is like a rural bazaar, and the people from China start to set up stalls in a place within the line according to the lines of the ground, while the people from the Soviet side do not set up many stalls, but carry bags and run around inside.

"Where are the Mao women?" Li Mingdou was brainwashed by Wan Feng with the Mao women every day, probably leaving a deep impression in his mind, so as soon as this product entered the hall, his eyes were scanned 360 degrees, wanting to see what the authentic Mao women were like, and what was the difference between them and Ermaozi and Sanmaozi.

"Hehe, anxious? It is estimated that there is no today, don't worry, there is no tomorrow today, there is no tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, as long as you take out the spirit of Yugong moving mountains, the hairy woman will have a drop sooner or later. ”

Maybe it's the reason for the first trading day, I really didn't see a few hairy women today, but I saw that a few hairy women were also at the aunt level, which didn't mean anything.

The two sides have been hostile to each other for decades, and looking at each other is like looking at a novel species in a zoo.

Mao Zi is generally tall, and almost all of them are within the scope of being described as stupid and big in China, and their eye sockets are shining like eagles.

Wan Feng didn't find it new to these foreigners, but he had seen all kinds of colored people.

Han Guangjia is not curious about these Maozi, although there is not much difference between the appearance of the Yue Banana Country and the Chinese people in the south, but there are many high-caste people on the third brother's side who are no different from the white people, and he naturally does not feel new in the sea.

The rest of the people are different, including Yang Jianguo, who has never seen foreigners, so they are very happy to watch.

While the rest of the people were looking at the freshness, Wan Feng's attention was focused on the goods that these vendors in Huaguo set up stalls for.

Most of these goods are some daily necessities, such as flashlights, thermoses, candles, clothing, shoes and hats.

In front of almost every stall, there are Maozi trading with the stall owner, and they take out the goods they have brought and the two sides are comparing like dumb riddles.

Maozi's goods are almost monotonous, all kinds of furs, cigarettes, razors and military products, such as military coats, high-waisted military boots, binoculars, etc.

Wan Feng took a fancy to a pair of high-waisted riding boots, which were worn knee-high by Soviet Red Army officers in the movie.

If these riding boots are bought in China now, they will cost thirty or forty yuan.

Wan Feng thought about it, turned around and grabbed a towel from Li Mingdou's bag, and patted the shoulder of Maozi, who was showing off his big horse boots.

"Do you want to change it?"

Mao Zi looked at the towel in Wan Feng's hand, shook his head and said in Russian: "No need!"

It doesn't matter if you don't need it, Wanfeng has small commodities, there is always one for you.

But before Wan Feng could take anything from his bag again, that Mao Zi actually pointed to the shoes at Wan Feng's feet: "Change this!"

"No!" Wan Feng replied simply.

"I want this pair on your feet. ”

Wan Feng almost sat on the ground with a fart, this hair is sick, and he also wants the shoes on his feet?

It's winter, if it's summer, it's a pair of smelly shoes, and he doesn't care?

What the hell!

Wan Feng is wearing a pair of cotton tourist shoes on his feet, which is produced by Wahou Shoe Factory, the style is very novel, and this kind of shoes is also in the procurement list.

In the winter, he took out a pair from the warehouse and wore it on his feet, and he had been wearing it for more than a month.

Wan Feng pointed to the shoes on his feet: "You want to change it?"

Mao Zi nodded again and again, and with a click, he stuffed a pair of big horse boots into Wan Feng's hand, and then said with a sigh of relief.

If Mao Zi speaks faster and there is not much difference between letting go of the machine gun, this Wan Feng will not understand, where can he deal with this kind of scene with the little thing he has learned.

However, looking at Maozi's expression, the other party is bound to get the shoes on his feet.

The purchase price of Wanfeng's shoes in the Wahou shoe factory is four yuan, and the retail price on the market is six yuan, which is already considered a high-grade shoe, and it has been worn for more than a month, and there are many stains on the surface.

A pair of big leather boots costs dozens of yuan, no matter how you calculate it, you don't suffer a loss, and people are still new, wouldn't it be an idiot if you don't change it.

Wan Feng took off his shoes after brushing the floor, and then put the big riding boots on his feet, which were a little bigger but much more relaxed than the casual travel shoes.

Mao Zi picked up Wan Feng's shoes like a treasure, wiped the sleeves of his coat and put them into his bag with a smile.

These two goods seem to have taken advantage of it.

The feeling of walking in big riding boots is different, the greenhouse is a cement floor, and this guy clicks on it, which is quite imposing.

Li Mingdou looked at the big horse boots on Wan Feng's feet, and then looked at the face he was wearing.

"I want it too!"

If you want it, you can change it.

Wan Feng pointed to the big horse boots and asked Maozi, "Is there anything else?"

Maozi shook his head: "I brought a pair." ”

Paralyzed with a pair of shoes you do a few cents of the deal.