Generally, Xinjiang people live in every big and small city across the country, and they mainly sell kebabs, a local specialty of Xinjiang. W ww)QUanbEn-xIAoShUo(c om
Of course, there is also a wandering knife-selling family. What is a knife-selling family
In fact, it is illegal to buy and sell controlled knives in China, but only people in Xinjiang can blatantly sell daggers, machetes, jumping knives, waist knives, long swords and sabers on the ground. Waist knives are tolerated by the central government. The policy allows people in Xinjiang to carry knives. Of course, controlled knives are still not allowed to be carried.
Xinjiang people have their own methods. They drag their children with them and sell large and small bags on the street. The local police are completely helpless. First, the language barrier is an obstacle. Secondly, those who sell knives are all women. They usually bring one or more A child, you took her away, she was alive or dead, and you threw the child at the police station, who can bear the responsibility
Gradually, after this happened more and more, police all over the country let it go, as long as they didn't cause trouble.
However, whether it is a family selling knives, mutton skewers, or raisins, a local specialty handicraft, they all fall within the scope of Maimaiti's supervision. As long as a Xinjiang person comes out to do business, he must obey Maimaiti. There has been a consensus throughout Xinjiang on improving the management of the epidemic.
Although there are various forces in Xinjiang, and many people have no direct relationship with Maimaiti, 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 are not comparable to them, let alone something they can compete with.
certainly. What makes everyone fearful is Maimaiti's force and abundant funds.
Xinjiang, no matter how powerful you are, as long as you say a word, you will be instantly wiped out. This is an iron fact, and this is also a fact forged with countless blood.
Many people are dissatisfied with Maimaiti's dominance, but no one is stupid enough to confront Maimaiti. After all, they also need Maimaiti's protection.
Take it for granted. The Xinjiang people who are grilling mutton skewers not far from the entrance of the entertainment city are definitely affiliated with Maimaiti.
After Zhang Yang thought of this, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic. As long as he found the hometown of the Xinjiang people, the clues would be much easier to find. Of course, Zhang Yang didn't expect these guys to know the whereabouts of Maimaiti, but at least they would be better than a blind man like him now. It's much better to ride a blind horse.
In order not to attract the attention of the Xinjiang people who were grilling mutton skewers, Zhang Yang pushed a few steps into the flower bed so that his body was completely hidden under the shade of the trees. At this time, Liu Biao came over and grilled a lot of mutton skewers. The mutton skewers were steaming hot and fragrant. I have to say that the mutton skewers grilled by Xinjiang people are indeed much more delicious than those grilled by mainlanders.
"Liu Biao, we have a clue." Zhang Yang took Liu Biao and handed him a handful of mutton skewers.
"Ah... Yes? Where is it? Where is it?" Liu Biao suddenly turned around and looked around.
"In your hand." Zhang Yang smiled.
"In hand... mutton skewers... haha... I understand. I understand... let's go and kill them in their lair!" Liu Biao was immediately overjoyed. He took a few bites of mutton skewers and chewed them wildly in his mouth. It seemed that Maimaiti was right next to him. The mouth is average.
"Don't worry, it's still a long time. Let's go and find a place to rest, ***. It's time to rest."
Zhang Yang and Liu Biao found a cake shop and sat down. Zhang Yang originally wanted to find a teahouse with a computer. However, although there were many teahouses nearby, they were not conveniently located to monitor the kebab stall, so they had to stay here. I found a seat at the cake shop. Ordered some cakes. After ordering a few glasses of milk, the two of them comfortably ate the mutton skewers in their hands, and finally. You can take a rest now...
The business of the mutton kebab stall was very good, and there was a stall on the other side of the entertainment city. They all looked like they were from Xinjiang. Soon, Zhang Yang discovered that the two kebab stalls had nothing to do with each other. Moreover, in just a short period of time, Zhang Yang discovered Hours later, the two parties actually called each other several times for the waiting guests to come over to their side. Although both parties restrained themselves from using force, the strong hostility was clearly visible.
Zhang Yang couldn't help but be a little confused. They were both from Xinjiang and were both subordinates of Maimaiti. Why were they trying to steal business
Zhang Yang naturally didn't know that although Maimaiti controlled the entire mutton skewers market, in fact, he only controlled the batches of mutton skewers. The specific operations had a number of small bosses. Although the small bosses nominally belonged to Maimaiti, they Down below, there were still mutual suppressions, intrigues, and fights happening one after another because of interests. Maimaiti didn't bother to care about these things, and he couldn't. It was impossible for him to interfere with such trivial matters.
In T County, City C, Province, there was a fight that shocked the whole country. Hundreds of Xinjiang people flew to T County to cause trouble. The local government even dispatched the armed police to suppress it. Although the incident did not break out, it still Several people were killed or injured, and the fighting finally ended when one Xinjiang force withdrew from the mutton kebab market in T County.
The county is so small that it is difficult for a taxi to jump on the clock. However, just for the mutton kebab business in such a small county, hundreds of people can fly all the way from Xinjiang to County T. It can be seen that those The brutality and reckless consequences of the people of Xinjiang.
It has to be said that Xinjiang people are more united and cohesive than other ethnic groups.
At the same time, the people of Xinjiang are generous and simple in a way that the coastal and inland people are not. If you become friends with them, then they will also show you the core of their earth.
Xinjiang people are a relatively contradictory race, because a very small number of them have affected the image of Xinjiang people. Generally speaking, more than 90% of Xinjiang people are simple and kind-hearted, and they identify themselves as Chinese.
Time passes slowly.
At about two o'clock in the morning, although the KTV was still in full swing, the streets had begun to become deserted. Two gangs of kebab sellers were cleaning up their stalls and pushing the special grills in each direction...
"What should we do? Should we track them separately?" Liu Biao couldn't help being dumbfounded.
"No, we can't separate. Just follow anyone. We have time." Zhang Yang was worried about Liu Biao's safety and rejected Liu Biao's suggestion. Usually there are two to three people. The location just now was relatively prosperous and had a lot of traffic. Therefore, there were three people in this barbecue stall. The three of them did not notice Zhang Yang and Liu Biao who were following them from a distance. They laughed loudly and said what Zhang Yang said. I don't understand it, but it seems vaguely familiar.
Could it be that there is a Xinjiang dialect in my memory and thinking
Or maybe someone has studied the Xinjiang dialect
Zhang Yang couldn't help but be confused. He listened carefully and could roughly guess what it meant, but he couldn't say it. This was a very strange feeling. It felt a bit like watching Chinese subtitles, as if he was speaking in English but could read the Chinese subtitles. I know the meaning in English but I can't say it.
The three of them seemed to be in a very happy mood, just chatting about how good business was today, meeting a few girls wearing scantily clad clothes, etc...
Finally, the three of them came to an old hotel at a station. The hotel was very dilapidated. The aluminum alloy door was stained with oil and the glass was opaque. Under the hotel, there were dozens of barbecue carts, and two Xinjiang people were using a thick The chain locked all the barbecue carts together, and finally, a group of people went upstairs laughing...
"Come on, we'll stay here tonight."
"Ah... live... live here..." Liu Biao looked at this shabby hotel in surprise. This hotel should be a house to be demolished. There are many windows and there are several big words written on the wall. There is a red word outside. Large circles drawn with paint.
The registration place is on the second floor. After going up to the second floor, there is a lobby. A woman is sitting behind a broken bar knitting a sweater. Seeing this scene, Zhang Yang seems to be watching a movie from the 1980s. This house, It's really too shabby, and people also have a shabby feeling...
Ten yuan a night, based on head.
The woman took a deposit of fifty yuan and wrote a note. She didn't even ask Zhang Yang if they wanted an ID card to register. It was Zhang Yang who took the initiative to take out the fake ID card. Zhang Yang and Liu Biao’s ID card name and number were crookedly written on it.
Zhang Yang looked at the random numbers. He was sure that no one would recognize this registration book when it was sent to the police station.
The two entered the room and almost vomited. The room was very small. There were two small beds with basically no cotton wool. They were covered with sheets on the hard board. The sheets were brown and it was impossible to tell the original color.
The quilt is white, but the white and brown colors make people feel like they are vomiting. There are traces of large circles pressing on small circles, as if billions of people have fought on it...
"Can I sleep here?" Liu Biao asked with a sad face.
"It's only ten yuan a night, what else do you want?" (Quanben Novel Website www.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.com)