I'm reborn and I'm an international student again?

"The unemployment rate here is very high, whether it is the young and middle-aged or the elderly, many of them actually have nothing to do. Those who have no source of income also need to eat. You Chinese are very famous on the Internet. Rumor has it that you are very rich. You go shopping in every country you go to, and you are notoriously timid, so..." Andre explained slowly while drinking.

"So they're specifically targeting us to steal?" Chen Xi was speechless.

"How much can they rob? It's just that there are too many wolves and too little meat. Now those people's reputation has spread abroad. Tourists who come here will take special care to protect their luggage, so those people's income is getting less and less." Andre looked at him with disdain.

"Oh? Then is there any other way to get money from us?"

"Of course they do. If you can't just rob them, they'll find an excuse to extort money. You have to ask for money in a reasonable way. Plus, the people there seem to be a little timid. Many tourists feel that they are alone in a foreign country, so they just pay the money and be done with it."

"Elaborate."

"Let me give you an example. Many tourists like to take photos in scenic spots. There are many pigeons in Russia. If you take photos of those pigeons, someone will immediately jump out and ask you for money."

"Why?"

"They said they raised the pigeons. According to Russian law, it is illegal to photograph other people's pets at will."

"How can they prove that the pigeon is theirs?" Chen Xi immediately retorted.

"These people dye the feathers on the back of the pigeons to prove that they are their pets."

"Fuck, no one cares about this?"

"Who cares? This is better than those people doing something worse. Besides, the law enforcement officers themselves are involved."

"Oh?" Chen Xi exclaimed in surprise.

"Some law enforcement officers will ask for money from tourists in the name of checking documents and imposing fines when they see you are a foreigner. This is no secret. Haha, there is also currency exchange. As you know, the ruble fluctuates greatly, and some people rely on setting traps to charge high fees. There are also certain festivals, and some people wearing special costumes will come to take photos with you..."

"No wonder there are so few foreigners visiting here. The scenery and architecture are both great." Chen Xi rolled his eyes.

"So I say you don't understand the situation at all. Even if you go to Moscow, you will be cheated."

"How to solve it?"

"Just deal with them. You have to appear strong and fearless. Most of the people who are committing fraud now are still minors. Don't tell me that you can't even beat an underage kid, hahaha. In fact, if they think you are not easy to mess with, they will tactfully leave. These guys can only get money from those who are timid." Andre told the other party his secrets.

"I performed well today, right? Should you give me some money so that I can go back? Or should I lend it to you and transfer the money to you after I go back?" Chen Xi asked the main question.

"Hey, I'm a very principled person. I see your cell phone is broken, so you probably need money to repair it. I've asked the consulate for you, and it seems they're moving, but the exact address is unknown, so I can't help you." Andre grinned.

Seeing Chen Xi narrowing his eyes and looking unhappy, Andre said again: "The money you earned from working today is not enough to repair the phone, you need to pay more. I just saw that the dish you cooked was good, write down the ingredient list, I want to improve the taste of the canned food."

"Good man, after saying so much, it turns out you are trying to get my formula." Chen Xi slapped his thigh and cursed at Andre.

"Well, we each take what we need." Andre spread his hands.

"I don't think this idea is good enough." Chen Xi thought for a moment.

"Oh?"

"You just want to sell canned beef, but the cost of shipping it to Asia is too high, so you can only rely on improving the taste and packaging. But Asians generally don't like to eat canned food, they think it's bad for the body. Now it can only be sold to Europe, but countries like France and Germany in Europe are big producers of beef, and there are also countries like Japan, Argentina, and Ukraine that can import from.

In addition, due to political factors, European countries are quite repulsive to you Russians, so the export volume of beef is definitely not going up. I think it would be better to process it into snacks such as beef jerky. Westerners drink alcohol differently from Asians, and spicy foods such as beef jerky are often served with alcohol. Chinese people also like to eat beef jerky. Dehydrated beef is much lighter than your canned beef with soup, and the transportation cost will be greatly reduced..." After Chen Xi drank two glasses of wine, he felt a burning sensation in his stomach.

Andre, who was standing next to him, was listening intently and kept pouring more wine into his glass.

"Is this possible?" Andre asked cautiously.

"I think this business is feasible. I have a trading company that can help you sell your products everywhere." Chen Xi, who was drunk, immediately made a bold statement.

He wanted to get the money from Andre as soon as possible, and then go to Wang Xianqi and the others. As for how to brag, that was not a big deal.

But he was not talking nonsense. If Russia wants to export beef, it is indeed more convenient to make beef jerky.

Late at night, Andre placed the drunk Chen Xi in an empty room. The room was small, and the bed was even smaller. Chen Xi lay on it, and his legs could be stretched out.

Beds are generally small, which is one of the characteristics of Russian beds.

It is said that there are several reasons. The first is that in ancient Europe, including Russia, couples slept in different beds, which originated from an ascetic religious concept. Wide beds and large quilts were regarded as symbols of desire and depravity in religious concepts, so single beds were more common. This concept affected the size of beds to a certain extent, making small beds more common.

Second, it is said that Peter the Great encouraged people to stay alert even at home in order to keep them alert and ready to deal with the enemy at any time. Therefore, even though Russians are tall, they still choose narrow beds as a self-discipline and reminder to maintain a sense of crisis in such a difficult environment.

However, these two points were heard from others in his previous life, so Chen Xi did not really believe them. He felt that from a scientific point of view, Russia is vast and has a cold climate, especially in winter, when the indoor temperature is relatively low. In order to stay warm, people tend to sleep close together. A smaller bed can better surround the body, reduce heat loss, and make people feel warmer and more comfortable.

So the whole of Russia, including the beds in hotels, are basically very small.

He still remembered that in his previous life, the hotel he had stayed in was converted from the Winter Olympics Village. The beds there were also slept in by athletes and were still pitifully small.

"My head is so dizzy, damn it, and my arms and legs hurt too." Chen Xi muttered to himself while lying on the bed.

The area where he had been injured during the chase during the day began to ache slightly.

The other side of St Petersburg.

"Oh, God, oh, earth, I have to sleep on the streets tonight." Wang Xianqi sat on a chair in a park, his body covered in dust, his face bruised and nose swollen, he looked so miserable.

He fished out a passport from his pocket and then took out the cell phone that couldn't make calls. He only regretted that he didn't activate the Global Communication package in order to save money.

I had thought of buying another phone card in Moscow to save money, but it backfired.

The person who robbed him was caught up, but Wang Xianqi, who had low fighting power, was beaten half to death by the other party, and in the end he only got a passport that the other party didn't like.

When he returned to the train station, he did not find his father. Because he did not have his passport, he went to the police station for help but to no avail and could only squat on the side of the road again.

Fortunately, a few passers-by mistook him for a foreign beggar and threw some money to him, which allowed him to have dinner.

Where did Chen Xi go?

Given my father's personality, he would definitely go to Moscow on his own so as not to delay things.

Did Chen Xi go with him?
No, I need to earn money quickly to buy a ticket to get there.

Wang Xianqi lay on a bench in the park and began to analyze the current situation.

Like Chen Yifeng, Wang Zhi thinks money is more important than his son, so the chances of him going to Moscow alone are very high.

Damn it, those old Russians. Go to sleep first and look for a chance to make money tomorrow!
After cursing the young man who robbed today, Wang Xianqi turned over, wrapped himself in his clothes and closed his eyes.

The next day, Chen Xi was shaken awake while still sleeping. When he opened his eyes, he saw Andre looking at him.

"What are you doing?" Chen Xi rubbed his aching head.

This damn volt boost is really strong!

"Didn't you say you were going to see some friends? What time is it now? Do you want to stay here and be my cook?" Andre said while eating a piece of bread.

"Huh? Do you want to help me find someone?" Chen Xi sat up from the bed when he heard that.

"You wish. I'm so busy with my business, how can I find time to help you find someone? Don't think I really believed what you said to me when we were drinking yesterday. But I will still give you some money, which should be enough for you to repair your phone and buy a ticket."

“As a future partner, shouldn’t you give me a little more?”

"To tell you the truth, my company is about to go bankrupt. There are still a lot of cows on the farm waiting to buy feed. How can I give you the money?"

“……”Hearing this, Chen Xi almost vomited blood.

After all this time, it turns out this guy has no money.

After breakfast, Andre took out a few banknotes and stuffed them into his hands, then asked the bearded man from yesterday to take him to the city center.

"Hey, I thought about it last night, there are other things we can do besides beef jerky. Don't go bankrupt, I will call you when the time comes." Chen Xi waved to Andre while sitting in the car.

The next second, the car started and headed towards the city.

"Have a cigarette!" Looking at the scenery outside the window, Chen Xi shouted to the bearded man next to him.

The other party didn't understand what he was saying at all, so Chen Xi could only use body language.

"Damn, rolling cigarettes? That's good. I haven't smoked in a long time." Taking the thing handed to him by the other party, Chen Xi rolled one skillfully and started smoking happily.

I don’t know whether Wang Xianqi has got his passport. It will be troublesome for him to return to China without his passport.

He took out the money Andrei had just given him from his pocket and counted it. He couldn't help but swear again: "Damn, what a stingy bastard! He only gave me 10,000 rubles."

But after thinking about it, he only cooked a meal yesterday, and others gave him more than 2,000 Chinese yuan, which is half a month's salary for Russians. It seems quite generous...

"Китайцыудивляются." (Chinese people are really weird, always startled.)" The bearded man next to me muttered while driving.

It took forty minutes for the car to arrive in the city.

Following Andre's instructions, the bearded man sent Chen Xi to the train station.

After searching for a long time at the station entrance but not seeing Wang Zhi and his son, he could only find a mobile phone shop to repair it.

"Why don't you just go and rob it!" Chen Xi cursed in a low voice as he looked at the numbers written on a piece of paper by the clerk in a mobile phone store.

It costs 20,000 rubles to replace the screen of a mobile phone, and the cheapest price is 15,000 rubles.

He couldn't choose any of them.

Frustrated, he could only leave the shop angrily.

Taking out some tobacco given by Andre, Chen Xi rolled one, stood on the side of the road and began to think about how to make money.

I originally planned to wait at the entrance of the train station to see if there were any compatriots passing by and seek help from them.

As a result, I waited for half an hour but no one came.

I looked at the newsstand next to me and saw the owner was sitting inside snoring.

He walked up, picked up a guidebook and started reading.

Yes, I figured out where to get the money.

After watching for a few minutes, Chen Xi slapped his thigh when inspiration came.

The noise startled the owner of the newsstand. He looked at the travel guide in the other person's hand and stretched out a finger.

Chen Xi thought about it and silently took out the crumpled banknotes from his pocket.

More than twenty minutes later, we arrived in front of a magnificent old building.

"Hello, are you Chinese?" Chen Xi asked with a smile on his face as he stood in front of a middle-aged man.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" The uncle looked at him while smoking.

"Well... I came here to do some business, but my wallet was stolen. For the sake of our compatriots, can you lend me some money? I promise to return it to you when I go back..." Chen Xi made a gesture to get rid of him.

"I don't have much cash on me." The uncle looked at the other person and looked embarrassed.

"Go away, young man, you have brought your fraud business to foreign countries. Doesn't this trick work in China? No, I don't think you are Chinese. You must be from Korea or Japan. Do you think you can cheat people out of money just by learning a few words of Chinese? Let me tell you, we met a fraudster like you yesterday..." Suddenly, a curly-haired lady came over, pointed at Chen Xi and lectured him, while pulling her husband away.

Damn, which eye of yours makes me look like a liar?
"Wait, wait. I'm not taking it from you for nothing. This is a museum, and you definitely need an explanation when you come here for tourism. How about I be your tour guide?" Chen Xi changed his strategy.

"Why does a museum need a tour guide? Aren't they just some old objects? There must be a sign with introductions on them. Do you still need to explain? Go away, go away."

"There are no introductions to the things here, and some are in Russian. You can't understand them at all." Chen Xi, who had been to the museum in his previous life, understood it very well.

"I do not believe."

After saying this, the aunt left quickly.

grass.

The first business deal failed, so Chen Xi had to change his target.

Maybe I was unlucky today. I waited for a long time but didn’t see any other Chinese people.

So, he turned his attention to other foreign guests. (End of this chapter)