The Amur River, a 1,755-mile-long waterway separating Russia and China in the Far East, contains two of the few remaining parcels of disputed territory along the Russian-Chinese border—until recently one of the tensest, most highly militarized frontiers in the world. In 1997 Moscow and Beijing signed a treaty demarcating the boundary, which in many places had been ill defined. They could not, however, resolve a quarrel over two Russian-held islands in the river. Subsequent talks have produced no progress.
Moscow's insistence on retaining the islands derives from a feeling of vulnerability vis-à-vis China. Since the start of Deng Xiaoping's market reforms, in 1978, China's economy has quadrupled; following the collapse of the Soviet Union, in 1991, Russia's has shrunk by half. More than 80 million people live in the Chinese provinces that border the Amur, and Beijing is encouraging further settlement; on the Russian side the population is five million and falling. As the Russian government has grown ever more disorganized and strapped for funds, it has become less and less able to support the regions along the river financially.
Russian officials often express fear that China is taking advantage of the disorder and carrying out a campaign of "creeping expansionism" in the resource-rich lands northeast of the Amur. But when I visited the area early last fall, I saw no signs of expansionism, creeping or otherwise. Instead I found a surprising amount of cross-border trade, of obvious benefit to both parties. Among other things, this trade is providing Russians with goods they could not otherwise obtain and income that partly compensates for Moscow's salary and pension arrears—economic benefits that are helping to palliate centuries-old Russian suspicion of and animosity toward the Chinese.
Some 203,000 people live in the Jewish Autonomous Oblast, a patch of swamp, forest, and low mountains bordering the Amur. In 1934 the Soviet government formally declared the territory a "homeland" for the country's Jewish population, not because this particular patch of land had any connection to things Jewish but because it was rich in minerals and practically uninhabited—factors that could have made it a target for annexation by Japan, whose forces were then occupying China. And given the history of anti-Semitism in Russia, authorities no doubt viewed the territory as attractively remote from the heartland.
Several hundred Chinese legally reside in the oblast. Most work in farming, as field hands and advisers. Because of its short growing season, the Russian Far East has always suffered deficiencies in agriculture. Recent emigration from destitute state and collective farms and a lack of laws that would assure private farmers rights over their land have made matters worse, even as rising transportation costs have made the importation of food prohibitive. So the oblast has looked across the river for help.
One of the main employers of Chinese labor here is a 500-acre farm just north of the capital, Birobidzhan. The manager, a robust retired army officer in a camouflage jacket, showed me around. He explained that the farm employs nearly sixty Chinese as pickers and as experts in animal husbandry and the cultivation of crops with which Russian farmers have had little experience, such as watermelons and rice. They are not paid wages; instead the owner divides among them half of the farm's profits—an arrangement that requires no small amount of trust.
In the fields Chinese laborers stooped to pick tomatoes, filling their buckets and dumping them into a trailer nearby. This was backbreaking, monotonous work, but they were laughing, even singing. When I asked about their lives on the farm, their replies were uniformly cheerful: "The air is fresh." "There are few people here." "The Russians are honest with us." My translator, a young Chinese woman, echoed these sentiments. "We all feel this way," she told me. "In China there is no work, and it's very polluted, and there are too many people."
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Links to related material on other Web sites. An unlikely cross-border symbiosis exists in the realm of consumer goods, too. In Khabarovsk, a placid Russian city of 600,000 on the riverbank downstream, I took a battered gray Volga taxi out to the edge of town. On a dusty, sun-drenched eminence, surrounded by a fence of aluminum siding and rusted barbed wire, stood Vyborg Market—the locus for Chinese traders, who are discouraged by city authorities from selling downtown.
A collection of photographs of Khabarovsk. Posted by Internet Alaska.
I paid the one-ruble admission fee and entered a maze of gimcrack stalls made from pipes and blue-and-yellow plastic tarps. Near the gates sat Azerbaijanis and other traders from the Caucasus. Farther in, Chinese salesmen slouched on stools, rolling up their T-shirts to cool their midriffs and massaging their bare feet.