Far away in Moscow

Chapter 136 Suspicious Items
"This Russian customs is simply unreasonable." The thin man spoke with a southern accent, pointing to the side angrily, "Look, everything is checked and everything is detained!"

Hu Yi looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a dozen Chinese passengers crowded around a table next to the conveyor belt at the luggage inspection area. Many suitcases were open, and the contents inside were turned upside down.

The group of Chinese people should be from the same exhibiting group, and when they saw the skinny man bringing someone over, they leaned up together: "Young man, tell that woman well, we are going to eat all the things we brought, and ask her to return it to you." us."

Hu Yi took a look and saw a lot of things on the table, most of which looked like various vacuum-packed foods.Sitting behind the desk was a female customs officer in uniform, staring indifferently at a chattering middle-aged passenger in front of her.

The middle-aged man was wearing a slightly loose light-colored suit, with his shiny hair combed sideways, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, with his hands behind his back, his stomach was slightly bulging, and he looked a bit like the official leader of a state-owned enterprise. .

But he was completely helpless in front of the customs. He could only try to negotiate in broken English with a very rustic flavor: "No problem, no problem, everything is good, safe. We are here for...for important things, you should put your things away Give it back to us. Otherwise, we cannot succeed. You have a great responsibility, understand?"

The female customs officer held her cheeks impatiently and looked away, muttering something in Russian.

The leader couldn't understand, but he obviously felt that the other party didn't see him seriously, his face became ugly, and he reached out and patted the table: "Where is your... your... chief? Tell him to come see me! "

"What do you want to do?" The female customs officer suddenly raised her voice: "Let you leave! Can't understand Russian? Find an interpreter!"

"I'm the translator!" Hu Yi rushed to the table with a smile on his face: "Any questions?"

"Very good." The female customs officer gestured lazily at the things on the table: "Tell them that these are contraband and are prohibited from entering the country."

"Contraband?" Hu Yi took a look at the vacuum-packed food, most of which were chicken feet, pig's trotters, sausages, duck gizzards, etc., then picked up a few bags and explained: "It's all food, they can't get used to it here food, so I brought it from China.”

"I know." The female customs officer squinted at the suitcase on the ground: "They have a lot of food in the suitcase, and the rest can be taken away, but meat is not allowed."

"Oh, I understand." Hu Yi pondered for a while, hesitating whether to find a way to persuade the customs network to be lenient, or to persuade passengers to give up these worthless snacks, when the leader next to him said: "Little comrade, are you Is it the staff sent by the exhibition party?"

"Ah? That's right." Hu Yi nodded: "I'm here to pick you up and check you into the hotel."

"Well, explain to her clearly for me." The leader regained his composure: "As a customs officer, this female comrade represents the appearance and image of their country, and what she does directly It determines the first impression of foreign guests on Russia! Now she is detaining our important materials for no reason, and her attitude is very bad, causing a very bad influence. I want to find their leaders! Complain to her!"

"Important supplies? Isn't it just pig's trotters, chicken feet and other offal? Meat products are not allowed to be brought in, but sometimes they are checked, and sometimes they are not." Hu Yi winked and giggled: "Who asked you how much?" I caught up with you today, I see, you should calm down, there is no need to make trouble for these worthless things."

"Pig trotters and chicken feet?! Who cares about those crap!" The leader was a little mad: "She withheld our exhibition materials! You have to ask us back! Otherwise, why would we come to Moscow?"

"Quiet!" The female customs officer patted the table vigorously.

"Hush, keep your voice down, don't get excited." Hu Yi leaned forward: "What's buckled?"

"Here! Our samples and brochures!" The leader pointed to the table: "It's unreasonable to forcibly detain them without knowing it! They must all be returned!"

Hu Yi poked his head to look, and there was a stack of beautifully printed color leaflets behind the pile of meat products like a hill, and there were several bags of powdery objects in transparent packaging beside it.

"Those are all?"

"Yes! It's all!" The leader urged anxiously: "Quick! Translate for her! And what I said just now, without missing a single word!"

"Girl," Hu Yi said with a smile on his face, "These things are for the fair, can they take them away?"

"No." The female customs officer's face was stiff, and she pressed her hands on the powder bag and the leaflet respectively: "Suspicious objects with unknown uses and ingredients, and printed materials with unknown contents are not allowed to enter the country."

Hu Yi turned around and looked at the leader suspiciously: "She said it was suspicious. By the way, I mentioned contraband just now. What's in that bag? It's not something illegal, right?"

"How is it possible!" The leader explained helplessly: "We are a company that produces food additives, and there are samples we provided to customers at the exhibition."

"Food. Additives?"

This concept was not widely understood by ordinary people at the time. Hu Yi had never even heard of it, let alone how to express it in Russian, so he scratched his head with a wry smile: "That...it's not suspicious, it's for The… raw materials that produce food, um… auxiliary additions.”

The female customs officer frowned and shrugged: "What is that?"

"What is that?" Hu Yi turned to ask the leader.

The leader obviously wasn't technical, and couldn't answer this question, so he reached out and took a promotional leaflet from the table: "Here, it's very clear, tell her."

Hu Yi opened it and saw that in addition to the promotion of the company, most of the product introductions on the folding pages were chemical names one by one. Basically, he knew every Chinese character, but he didn't understand what it meant when they were connected together, let alone the chemical names. translated.

"What the hell is this?! tert-butyl-hydroquinone?! di-butyl-hydroquinone?"

"Hydroxy, the pronunciation is the same as 'grab'." A passenger corrected: "Dibutylhydroxytoluene."

"Hydroxy? Oh... This is too professional, how can ordinary people understand it?" Hu Yi flipped through the leaflets: "Why are there only Chinese and English? Why not print Russian?"

The thin man who called him in just now was very disdainful of this question: "This is the export promotional material printed uniformly by the company. We used to use this when we went to other countries to participate in trade fairs."

"But this is Russia. Don't you come here to prepare Russian materials for the exhibition?" Hu Yi glared at him: "I don't understand this thing written in Chinese characters, and I can't translate it."

The leader looked sullen: "Hey? Why can't you translate? No one here can speak Russian except you. What will we do if you don't translate?"

(End of this chapter)