Struggle in Russia

Constanta, Quayside, The Crow Tavern.

I don't know when, a tavern suddenly appeared in the most remote corner of the dock area. It was at the end of a dead end, and the front door was not big. There was only a small door for one person to enter and exit. The signboard at the door was even smaller, and there were no eye-catching decorations such as neon lights.

This tavern just appeared so suddenly, and has been silently staying in a corner where no one pays attention. The door is almost always deserted. If it is not for the occasional doorbell when the door opens and closes to remind that there are still people here, it is almost like a haunted house. .

The business of the Black Crow Tavern seems to be quite poor. If you are lucky enough to open the door and walk in, you will find that the small tavern is divided into small spaces except for a few small wine tables in the middle. Single rooms, each with a thick soundproof door, after locking the door, no one can know everything inside.

Apart from the strange single room, the most eye-catching thing in the tavern is the boss who is sleeping soundly on the bar counter. This middle-aged man in his early forties wearing a ridiculous apron had a shiny head, not a single hair or even a stump, as if he had been oiled with tung oil and polished with emery cloth.

He claimed to be the boss of the Black Crow, but just as no one knew exactly when the Black Crow opened, no one knew what the old bald man's name was. The regular customers are all called by the boss. Occasionally, someone will call them a black crow. Such guests will usually be led directly into the airtight private room, and will be received by the boss himself.

There are very few customers in the Black Crow Tavern, and it is difficult to see that such a small number of customers can support the business of this tavern. But the boss, Hei Ya, never worried about it, he was as open-minded as if he was not short of money.

He is always cheerful, always standing behind the bar talking and laughing with regular customers or simply sleeping soundly, with an open-minded look of not worrying about everything.

Honestly, it's unreasonable. Because in the Ottoman Turkish Empire, a license is required to sell alcohol, and not everyone can sell alcohol, because alcohol is strictly prohibited for adults.

According to its teachings, the Communist Party must strictly prohibit alcohol, and drinking is an original sin!

But the question is, how many men don't like alcohol? The more discrimination is prohibited, the more fatally attractive it will be. So smuggling and bootlegging became a hidden rule. Later, the Turkish government also knew that it was meaningless to just ban it, so it simply let go and allowed non-government wine making and selling, but it was subject to heavy taxes.

An open bar like the Black Crow Tavern needs a business license. And this thing is very expensive, and you have to pay the fee every year.

If the Black Crow Tavern relied on that little turnover, it would probably have been closed for ten or eight years, and it would not be able to continue to open at all.

But this tavern has been open all the time, and the owner can still spend his days happily, which is simply a miracle.

Of course, this world is not purely based on miracles. All miracles are man-made and have a reason. The so-called miracles are just that you are kept in the dark.

At least Li Xiao knows why the Black Crow Tavern can continue to exist. Kornilov told him that the Black Crow Tavern appears to be a small tavern, but in fact it is Constanta’s intelligence and black market. The owner Black Crow once Served in the Russian army, was once an official colonel.

After the victory of the Greek War of Independence, Crow once returned to Greece as an official. However, due to conflicts with the pro-British faction, he was excluded and had to leave his hometown again. Afterwards, he opened the Black Crow Tavern in Constanta, and used his well-developed network to make a living as an intermediary dealer.

"This person is an old friend of mine. Generally speaking, he is quite reliable. He has collected information for us over the years, but his personality is a bit weird and extreme. You'd better not provoke him, and keep a few more when dealing with him. Xinyan, this guy has a special vicious taste,

Really speechless..."

Kornilov didn't say what evil the crow had, but it might be very bad to make Kornilov look constipated.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

As the door was opened and closed, the doorbell rang twice. Generally speaking, there will be enthusiastic waiters or bosses who will come forward to entertain in person.

But that is an ordinary shop, and the Black Crow Tavern is very unusual. Standing at the door, Li Xiao didn't see any enthusiastic waiters. Except for the bald boss who was snoring and sleeping with a wine bottle on the bar, there was no one in the bar. It was as deserted as a haunted house.

Li Xiao looked around and found that there would be absolutely no such thing as a waiter, so he walked towards the bar, the owner was still there anyway.

"Ahem!"

Li Xiao looked at the sleeping bald man, he was unconscious, so he had no choice but to raise his voice and cough twice.

"Ahem!"

But it was still useless, the other party slept so sweetly, and snored like a bellows, so passionately.

In desperation, Li Xiao could only knock on the table.

"Boom!"

The bald boss moved, as if he was awake, but he didn't intend to look up at all, he just pulled out a hand and pointed at the wine cabinet behind him and shouted:

"It's an old rule to pour whatever wine you want!"

Li Xiao didn't know what the old rules were, and he didn't come to drink, so he had to tap the table again.

"Why are you arguing! Didn't you see that I was sleeping! If you want to drink, pour yourself!"

Li Xiao was greeted with a burst of rude curses, because he was not familiar with Turkish, so Li Xiao couldn't understand the vulgar terms that were too vulgar and related to certain organs of men and women, but the general meaning was the above .

"Are you the boss?"

Although Li Xiao was basically sure that the bald man who burst out with foul language was the person he was looking for, he couldn't just say that he was from Kornilov right away.

"Huh?"

After the bald man let out a slight sigh, he finally raised his head. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Xiao for a while, and said directly:

"Unfamiliar face, never seen before!"

Then he waved his hands impatiently, and said with a disgusted expression: "We don't serve kids with no hair. I want to drink for two years before talking about it. Get out now!"

Li Xiao was speechless for a while, he was a little short for his height, but his face was not so tender that his hair didn't even grow. The guy in front of him did it on purpose, just to despise his size.

If it were in Russia, Li Xiao would have to greet the bald man well, and let him know that even a dwarf has dignity. But unfortunately, he had to keep a low profile, so he could only suppress his anger and said sullenly:

"Kornilov asked me to come to you!"

This time it was the big bald head's turn to be surprised, he gave another surprise, looked at Li Xiao again, and asked, "What evidence is there?"