Chapter 137: Xinjiang people

Generally, the people of Xinjiang Province are located in every large and small city across the country, and they mainly specialize in the specialty of Xinjiang Province.
Of course, there is another kind of family that sells knives. What is a knives family?
In fact, it is illegal to buy or sell controlled knives in China. However, the people of Xinjiang Province can sell some daggers, machetes, jumping knives, waist knives, swords and sabers on the ground. Waist knives are tolerated by the central government. The policy allows Xinjiang people to carry knives. Of course, controlled knives are not in the carrying range.
People in Xinjiang have their own methods. They drag their children and daughters, and big bags are sold on the street. The local police can do nothing. First, language is an obstacle. Second, women are selling knives. They usually bring one or Many children, you have taken her away, she is going to die and live, and throwing the child to the police station, who can bear the responsibility?
Slowly, after such a situation, the police around the country will leave it alone, as long as it is not troublesome.
However, whether it is a knife family, a lamb skewer, or a local specialty craft raisin, it is within the scope of Maimaoti's supervision. As long as it is a Xinjiang person, as long as the Xinjiang person comes out to do business, he must obey The management of Maimaiti has reached a consensus in Xinjiang.
Although the power of Xinjiang Province is diverse, many people have no direct relationship with Maimaiti, but from the perspective of overall interests, many interest groups are still willing to accept the constraints of Maimaiti. After all, Maimaiti's human resources across the country Not that they can compare, let alone that they can resist.
Of course, everyone's jealousy is the force and wealth of funds.
In Xinjiang, no matter how powerful you are, as long as you buy a word and immediately die, this is an iron fact and it is also a fact cast with countless blood.
Many people are dissatisfied with this family, but no one is stupid enough to fight against it. After all, they also need asylum.
Of course, the Xinjiang people who are kebabs not far from the gate of the entertainment city are definitely under the umbrella of Maimaiti.
After thinking about this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but ecstasy, as long as he found the lair of Xinjiang people, the clues would be much better. Of course, Zhang Yang didn't expect these young men to know the whereabouts of Maimaiti, but at least it was better than he is now It is much better for blind people to ride blind horses.
In order not to attract the attention of several people in Xinjiang Province, Zhang Yang pushed a few steps into the flower bed to hide the body completely under the shade. At this time, Liu Biao roasted a large number of lamb skewers and came over It is hot and full of aroma. I have to say that the kebabs grilled by Xinjiang people are indeed much more delicious than the kebabs grilled by mainland people.
"Liu Biao, there is a clue." Zhang Yang took Liu Biao and gave him a handful of lamb skewers.
"Ah ... have? Where, where?" Liu Biao suddenly looked around.
"On your hands," Zhang Yang laughed.
"On the hand ... shish kebab ... haha ​​... I see, I see ... go, kill them in their nest!" Liu Biao was overjoyed, biting a few mouthfuls of lamb skewers in his mouth and chewing for a while, it seemed to buy The mention was just in his mouth.
"Don't worry, time is still long, go, find a place to rest, , it is time to rest."
Zhang Yang and Liu Biao both found a cake shop and sat down. Zhang Yang intended to find a computer shop with computers. Although there are many tea shops nearby, it is not convenient to monitor the kebab stalls. The cake shop found a seat, ordered some cakes, called a few glasses of milk, and the two of them ate the lamb skewers in their hands. Finally, they could rest ...
The shish kebab stalls have a good business, and there is a stall on the side of the entertainment city, and they are all dressed in Xinjiang. Soon, Zhang Yang found that the two shish kebab stalls have nothing to do with each other, and in a short time, For an hour, the two parties actually called the guests waiting for each other several times to come here. Although they restrained each other from using force, they could clearly see a strong hostility.
Zhang Yang couldn't help but be a little puzzled. Why are you both from Xinjiang province and buying and selling men?
Zhang Yang naturally did not know that although Maimaiti controls the entire lamb skewer market, in fact, he only controls the wholesale of lamb skewers. There are a number of small bosses in the specific operations. Although the small bosses are under the name of Maimaiti, In the following, because of mutual suppression of interests, intrigue, and fighting, there are endless incidents. These things are too lazy to buy and buy, and he can't manage them. It is impossible for him to ask these trivial matters.
In t county, c city, h province, there was a brawl that shocked the country. Hundreds of people from Xinjiang province flew to t county to make an incident. The local political axe even dispatched the armed police to suppress it. After the trouble, some people were still injured and wounded. Finally, the Xinjiang province forces withdrew from the county's lamb skewer market before ending the battle.
County t is very small and small, it is difficult to get a taxi to jump a meter. It is just that for such a small county, the lamb skewer business can send hundreds of people thousands of miles. It can be seen by flying from Xinjiang to t , The ferocity and consequences of those in Xinjiang.
I have to say that the people of Xinjiang are more united and more cohesive than other ethnic groups.
At the same time, the people of Xinjiang have the boldness and simplicity that coastal people and mainland people don't have. If you become friends with them, then he will show his heart to you.
Xinjiang people are a relatively contradictory race, because very few of them affect the image of Xinjiang people. Generally speaking, more than 90% of Xinjiang people are simple and kind, and they identify themselves as a Chinese. .
Time passed slowly.
At around two in the morning, although the KTV was still in full swing, the streets had begun to become deserted, and the two groups of kebabs were packing their stalls, pushing the special grills in each direction ...
"What to do? Would you like to track them separately?" Liu Biao couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
"No, we can't be separated, just follow one, we have time." Zhang Yang was very worried about Liu Biao's safety and rejected Liu Biao's suggestion.
...
The two followed all the way. A grill stall was usually two to three people. The location was busy and the traffic was very high. So, this grill stall was three people, and the three did not notice Zhang Yang Liu Biao who followed closely, loudly. Laughing, Zhang Yang didn't understand what he said, but it seemed to be vaguely familiar.
Is there a dialect of Xinjiang in his memory?
Or did someone study the dialects of Xinjiang?
Zhang Yang couldn't help but be very confused. He listened carefully, but he was able to guess what it meant, but he couldn't say it. This is a very wonderful feeling. It looks a bit like Chinese subtitles, just like speaking English, but can pass Chinese subtitles. Knowing the meaning of English in general, but can't say it.
The three seemed to be in a good mood. It was nothing more than a good business today. They met a few girls who had exposed clothes and so on ...
Finally, the three came to the old hostel at a station. The hostel was very worn. The doors of the aluminum alloy were oily. The glass was opaque. Below the hostel, there were dozens of grilled cars. Two Xinjiang people were using them. The thick chain locked all the grills together, and finally, a group of people went upstairs giggling ...
"Go, we live here tonight."
"Ah ... live ... live here ..." Liu Biao stared at the run-down hostel in surprise. This hostel should be a house to be demolished. Many of the windows were missing. There were a few large letters on the walls. A large circle drawn by a red paint.
The place for registration is on the second floor. After going up to the second floor, there is a hall where a woman is sitting behind a broken bar and wearing a sweater. Seeing this scene, Zhang Yang seems to be watching a movie from the 1980s. This house, It's too shabby, and people also have a shabby feeling ...
Ten yuan a night, calculated as a person's head.
The woman received a deposit of 50 yuan and typed a note. Zhang Yang didn't even ask them to register with the ID card, or did Zhang Yang take the fake ID card out of their own hands. Distortedly written on the book is Zhang Yang Liu Biao's ID card name and number.
Zhang Yang looked at the numbers, and he was sure that the register was sent to the police station and no one could recognize it.
The two entered the room and almost vomited. The room was very small. The two small beds were basically free of cotton wool. They were lined with hard sheets. The sheets were brown and could not tell the original color.
The quilt is white, except that the white and the brown make people have a kind of vomiting. The big circle is pressed with small circles, and the traces are pressed like circles.
"Is it possible to sleep?" Liu Biao said with a sad face.
"As long as ten yuan a night, what else do you want?"
(To be continued)