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Chapter 87: Various Schools and Schools

——I stayed in the commander's headquarters today and night again. Of course, I did not forget that Ling Chengxiang found a job for Mrs. Witt, vice president of the City Hall Stability Maintenance Association, so as not to take advantage of the situation to bully the noble lady who has no support. Such a young flower in the greenhouse will be unable to cope with this chaotic world if she has no husband's protection."

The president of the Stability Maintenance Association is a Chinese, and his main task is to promote the Russians in the Southeast Plain as well as members of the empire, being friendly and friendly, etc.

When he came out of the commander, there was an extra Russian youth in the car. The Popular Party member called Piao Tianwenxue. You opened his eyes and immediately grinned when he saw Natasha, saying, "Miss, what do you want to eat today? Is it still Uncle Ivan's pie?"

Natasha looked at Ye Zhao, who had already sat down with Yevgeni at the table beside the window. Ye Zhao said to Natasha: "You make the decision."

Natasha then ordered bread, roasted chicken, beef soup made of beef with beef, cabbage and beets, and said to the old man: "Uncle Ivan, I want the best bread to bake with local flour. You said, "Do you have the treasured black caviar, right?"

The old man glanced at Ye Zhao and others a few times, and said to Natasha: "Girl, I'm for your sake." Obviously, the old man was not willing to take out the collection for Chinese people to enjoy.

This small shop can bake the cheapest black bread, and also bake delicious bread made of local chewy wheat flour, milk and eggs.

Volga came first, and Natasha poured a full glass for each of Ye Zhao and Yevgeni, and said to Ye Zhao: "I have a job in the afternoon and can't drink with you."

Ye Zhao has a slight jaw.

Yevgeny kept looking at Natasha and suddenly asked, "Does Natasha suck Lovna Vasica? Miss Vasica?"

Natasha was stunned and couldn't help looking at him carefully.

Yevgeni said with surprise: "I am Yevgeni, Jiuganov, five years ago, in Yekaterinburg, I visited your father, Mr. Vasika, with my father. My father runs a flour mill in Yekaterinburg. Do you still remember me?"

Natasha had no impression of him and said a little apologetically: "I'm so sorry, I'm almost forgotten about the past." Naturally, there was a little sadness in her words. She used to be a very rich family, but in the end she fell into a nightclub as a dancer. However, speaking of this, life is quite comfortable today, thanks to knowing him.

Yevgeny was very excited and said, "Yes, you were only thirteen, forty-four, and forty-five years at that time. The memory of this age is very forgetful. Miss Vasika, I am very happy to see you again. Where is Mr. Vasika? Is he okay?"

Natasha said: "Our family is bankrupt, and now my father runs a farm in the countryside."

Yevgeny was stunned and sighed, "My father is also bankrupt, unable to recruit workers, and cannot afford their increasingly high salaries, and the tragedy caused by the decaying system." He also said, "I am working hard to change this country."

Natasha seemed to have an impression of him and said, "I understand, you have always had ideals." I vaguely remember that such a young man once talked to him about the sins of the serf system and the tsar system. - Yevgeny smiled shyly and said, "Let's save our motherland from the tsar's rule."

Zheng Aqiao and Qu Zhu sat on the side and looked at Yevgeni. Both of them frowned slightly. No matter whether the emperor had a crush on Natasha or not, they felt that this person was ungrateful when they saw him and Miss Na, and they felt that this person was ungrateful. If they knew that Yevgeni was talking about ideals, they would definitely sneer. There was no Chinese cultural tradition and no one could do anything.

Natasha asked Evgeny at this time, "Will Mr. Wen help you?"

Yevgeni was stunned and didn't know what the relationship between this Chinese and Natasha was. Almost just when we met, Natasha, who was wearing a black police uniform and beret, exuded a unique and sexual temperament, attracted him deeply. Suddenly, he knew that the two were old friends. Yevgeni became even more intoxicated in Natasha's deep blue eyes. He suddenly realized that this Chinese might have a different relationship with Natasha. Yevgeni was in a bad mood.

Ye Zhao was about to say that there was no help, but Yevgeny had already said to Tanasha: "We are seeking help from the Chinese government."

Outside the store, there was a sudden quarrel. Tongyi hurriedly walked out quickly. After a while, the door curtain was raised, and two Russian soldiers in yellow and green uniforms walked in. They were the uniforms of the security regiment. The guards outside had just asked to get off the rifle they carried on, and then a dispute arose. Tongyi went out to report the identity of the Immigration Department. The two fat and thin Russian soldiers were disarmed.

The Russian puppet army was mostly equipped with weapons seized from Tsarist Russia. The overall firepower configuration was similar to that of militias in immigrant cities across the four sides.

These two security troops were obviously regular guests. Uncle Yifan sent the roast chicken out to see them and asked, "Two sergeants, I promised to treat them yesterday, why didn't you come?"

The fat Russian sergeant nodded and bowed to Ye Zhao first, and sat down at the wooden table beside the thin sergeant, stepped on the bench with one leg, wiping the thick beard under his mouth, and said proudly: "Yesterday, there were no Chinese merchants to comfort the security army, we improved the food." He raised his thumb and said, "China has pork, Harasso!"

Seeing the two soldiers acting like a sect, Yefu's ruthless eyes flashed with a hint of despise

The fat military officer took out another handkerchief, shook it at Uncle Ivan, and said, "This is a Chinese silk handkerchief. The Chinese emperor also uses it. Old Man Ivan, twenty yuan, do you want it?"

Uncle Ivan shrugged and said, "I dare not use the things of the Chinese emperor." He turned around and went into the kitchen, but the two soldiers could not hear the faint sarcasm in Uncle Ivan's words.

Ye Zhao knew that the Empire had sent a letter to Chinese merchants in the Southeast Plain to encourage merchants to work hard. In addition to the soldiers, the puppet troops of the public security regiments also included the regular field army. As for the regular army, there were no such names, and the merchants could not use them to work hard.

These two sergeants seem to be the security regiment stationed in the west artillery tower. The west artillery tower has more than a dozen Chinese military policemen and dozens of Russian puppet troops, plus a total of 100 people.

The rude nature of Tsarist Russian men is born. Although there are officials from the Chinese Immigration Agency present, the two soldiers immediately forgot about this after drinking a few cups of Volga. They were noisy and lively.

Zheng Aqiao wanted to stop them, but when he saw Ye Zhao wave his hand, he gave up.

Ye Zhao began to interrogate Yevgeni's situation in his public opinion party. Ye Zhao, who has learned the history of the Revolutionary Era, has no understanding of various political parties that others can match. From Yevgeni's words, he can understand the living status and general beliefs of this organization.

The Popular Party is the most active populist group in Tsarist Russia today. Aristocrats, merchants, and peasants cover almost all classes of Tsarist Russia.

When he met Sharaba's brother Joseph in the afternoon, Ye Zhao couldn't help but ask about the situation of the People's Opinion Party.

As a representative of the interests of conservative aristocrats, Joseph naturally had no good feelings for the Popular Party and was quite rude to the words.

In Ye Zhao Imperial Hall, there is a Chinese-style flower hall, Ye Zhao and Joseph chat with wine. The wine is Chinese Inter rice wine, and the dishes are dried shrimps and fruits.

At noon, Ye Zhao was still slightly drunk and came to the southeast plain. He was drinking more and more inexplicably.

Ye Zhao suddenly said: "I received the news that Alexander was seriously injured by the People's Opinion Party, and most of his life would not be saved."

Joseph was stunned and said, "Where did you hear the news? It's not a rumor?" Then he woke up and remembered who the "brother-in-law" in front of him was. How could he speak nonsense?

Joseph Teng stood up and said, "When is this happening? I, I want to send a telegram to my grandfather."

Ye Zhao waved his hand and said, "Sit down, I will ask the people from Beijing to pass on this letter to my grandfather. You don't have to send a telegram, please keep it confidential."

Joseph sat down slowly, but was obviously still in extreme shock, not talking, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ye Zhao said again: "Give me a clear idea. Who are the people who support you? Can you take this opportunity to gain power?" In fact, Ye Zhao was worried about this. Once the Sharaba family is powerful and really takes the opportunity to seize power from the Tsar, things will not be easy to handle in the future. After all, they are relatives, so it is hard to say in the future. However, the current actual control line is not satisfied, let alone during the ceasefire negotiations, it is impossible to retreat eastward for peace. Speaking of which, as the situation changes, my appetite is getting bigger and bigger.

Seeing Joseph's embarrassed expression and bitter smile on his face, Ye Zhao felt at ease. It seemed that the support that Grandpa Sharava had won was extremely limited, which was a good thing.
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