When the train passed through the Western Regions, there was a desolate scenery outside the window.

There is a patch of yellow everywhere, and tall poplar trees are planted along the railway line. This is planted to protect the railway from being eroded by wind and sand!

It is not accurate to say that the Western Region is all desert. At least there are bare stone mountains in the distance.

The entire mountain is really made of stone. When the sun shines on the smooth stone, you can even see strong reflections.

Although it is not as powerful as a mirror, it still attracts many people to lean on the window and look at it.

The mountains farther away cannot be seen clearly, only black outlines can be seen, and I wonder if those mountains are black.

The overall impression of the Western Region is that there are fewer trees and less green. Perhaps this has a lot to do with winter!

But in Liaodong, even in winter, the coniferous forests in the mountains are still green.

The dark green forest and white snow complement each other very beautifully!

There are no such trees in the Western Region, at least the people on the train didn't see any forest or anything like that.

When the train arrived in Hami, everyone got off the train.

"How much do raisins cost?" A group of soldiers got off the bus and saw children holding baskets outside the railway station fence.

Most of them are Han children, and there are quite a few local children. A few guys with yellow hair definitely stand out in the crowd.

Not because these children are tall, but because these...are not fucking children.

For a young man in his twenties, it is difficult to stand out among a group of children.

The two foreign young men looked tall and strong, but they were very afraid of these seven or eight-year-old children.

He didn't dare to lean against the fence at all, so he could only rely on his height advantage and hold up the raisins and cantaloupe in his hands.

The young man next to him was holding a sign. The Chinese characters written on it were: raisins cost 20 big bucks per pound, sand dates cost 15 big bucks, and cantaloupe cost 30 big bucks.

"Boy, how do you sell raisins?" The raisins in the capital are sold for a hundred coppers a pound, which is definitely a high-end food.

Even an old monkey with a good salary cannot eat it often.

But this old monkey still likes to eat sweets.

"Thirty copper brothers!" The child opened his mouth with a smile, showing his gaping teeth, and stretched out three fingers of his small hand.

Li Lin took a closer look at the child. He had black eyes and black hair. There were no Mongolian folds at the front corners of his eyes, and his nose was flat and did not have the straight nose bridge of Westerners.

He speaks Chinese very well, and he is definitely a descendant of the Han family.

Li Lin pointed at the two foreign youths ten meters away: "You don't know the words on that sign?"

"We know you!" The boy's words almost choked Li Lin to death.

"I know you, but the price is higher than others?" Li Lin looked at the child, and he didn't look like a fool.

"They don't dare to come over, and they don't dare to trade with you. In fact, we don't have any raisins. If you want to buy them, I will go to them and get them to make a little difference."

"Holy shit!" Li Lin was shocked by the child's confident words.

The two young foreigners looked tall and strong, but they were afraid of these children. This...!

"If they dare to come over, dad will break their legs. If they dare to fight back, the company commander will shoot them."

The speaker was a four or five-year-old girl with a bun on her head that Han children often wore.

Looking at the innocent and cute baby, the word "shoot" came out loud in her mouth, as if she was cracking jelly beans!

"Your company commander uncle often shoots people?"

“We used to shoot them often, but now there are very few Huangmaozi, and we haven’t shot them very much in the past two years.

Do you want to buy it? If you don’t buy it, don’t delay our business. Raisins, angustifolia, and cantaloupe are for sale...!"

"...!" Li Lin was actually silenced by a little girl.

"This kid thinks you are an officer, otherwise your words would be even more unpleasant. Kid, here's a pound of raisins." The old monkey took out his money bag, counted out thirty coppers, and handed them to this blatant treacherous man.

"In the past, we were afraid that Han immigrants would be bullied by foreigners, but now it seems that Han immigrants are the ones bullying others." Li Lin shook his head helplessly.

"Hey...! My young master, this is because our Ming Dynasty is strong, so these Han people will not be attacked.

If we Han people are not strong, do you think they will not bully us Han people?

When these aliens bully people, they are ten thousand times more vicious than us.

Ask the old Han people here how those foreigners bullied them back then?

It's been less than ten years since the marshal's soldiers came here, and you can find quite a few angry old men.

The great monk in the temple said, this is retribution.

Who told them to treat our Han people like that before!"

Taking the raisins from the child's hand, he did not forget to laugh and curse: "If you don't learn well at a young age, you won't be honest at all in business.

A cantaloupe costs forty bucks, and if you sell it, you can make ten bucks, which is pretty good."

The old monkey's current face looks very much like that of Grandma Wolf.

"Fifty grown men, no one can deceive children. Why are you, an official, lying to us children?"

"You know I'm an official?"

"With one bar and three stars, you are the captain and company commander. Why don't you know this? Our company commander uncle is the same as you."

This little old monkey has no choice. This place is actually a deformed military camp.

These children have lived in military camps since they were young. Their father is both a farmer and a soldier. Many of the place names are even the names of the troops.

What's the 38th Division, what's the 52nd Regiment.

These place names are the numbers of local farmers.

Here, the company commander is also the village chief. The battalion commander is also the town mayor. As for the regiment leader, he probably does the job of the county chief.

Children who have lived in military camps since childhood have long been familiar with everything about the army.

Not only are they not afraid of these soldiers, but they are also naturally close to them.

But these little guys are not merciless when it comes to selling things.

The whistle blew and the soldiers boarded the train.

The children began to settle accounts with the two foreign youths, and the older children helped settle the accounts.

Han children can go to school, and older children have no problem with addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

The accounts were settled very clearly. There was no more copper brother and no less copper brother. After the handover, the two parties immediately parted ways.

The children bought sweets with their copper brothers, and the foreign youths bought grain.

The soldiers were not short of money, so everyone bought a lot of things.

Raisins, apples, cantaloupe, angustifolia...!

The old monkey just doesn't know how to eat, so raisins cannot be eaten with apples.

After eating raisins, no matter how sweet the apple is, it will appear sour.

After taking two bites of raisins, Li Lin stopped eating.

Keep looking at the desert outside the window!

The Western Region is too big, and large tracts of land are still in a state of barrenness.

Occasionally, you can also see very dilapidated Mongolian-style yurts.

The yurts are very dilapidated, and many of them are basically just skeletons.

I believe that the wind and sand in the Western Region will annihilate everything here in a short time.

The Jungar Mongols have transformed from a huge nation of millions of people into the current place name.

All of this is his father's work. Li Lin worked hard to change his father's image from a butcher to a kind one.

But it failed every time. After all, the facts are here. The Jungar Mongols have indeed disappeared, but the Uer people live like rabbits.

They did not dare to compete with the Han people for anything. As long as they had a dispute with the Han people, the consequences would probably be destruction.

"What are you looking at! Eating cantaloupe, it's so sweet. It's not easy to eat melons like this in winter."

Hami melons can be sold for almost two to three hundred coppers each in Beijing. Especially in winter, they are a rare melon fruit and are definitely a luxury item among melons.

"Tell me, are we being too cruel to those people?" Li Lin looked at a yurt in the distance with only a shelf left, and there were still traces of being burned by the fire.

"You student kids, what are you always thinking about?

If we are not ruthless to those people, then they will be ruthless to us. I heard a teacher in the army say that there was a period of history thousands of years ago called Huanhua...!"

"Five random things messed up China!" Compared with the old monkey, Li Lin had read a lot of poetry and books.

"Yes, it's that Wu Hu Luan Hua.

The teacher said that in those days, we Han people were almost extinct, and women were treated as food.

If there is harm at night, they will be killed and eaten during the day.
To be continued...