Shen Lang knew nothing about the upcoming troubles.

He successfully started the car, drove the minibus to the road in the town, and began to pick up people.

After walking around the town, the minibus was already full.

There are more than 40 seats in total, all full.

There are also a few children who go out late and can only stand in the corridor.

There was nothing I could do about the overcrowding, after all, there was only a minibus in the town.

I haven't picked up all the children yet, so I can only wait for the second bus.

When Shen Lang was about to go out, he asked Zaya Naiwa why the school and hospital were set up so far outside the town.

Zaya Niwa told him that there is the only thermal coal-fired power plant in the town that can burn coal to generate electricity and heating.

More than 20 years ago, villagers raised funds to build schools and hospitals near the power plant, which were only for the elderly and children.

Funds are raised every year to buy 20 tons of coal so that they will not be attacked by the cold.

As for the residents of the town, they cannot enjoy expensive coal and can only keep firewood for 24 hours.

By the time Shen Lang drove out of the town in a minibus, the children in the car had already recovered.

They looked at this guy they had never met before.

"Are you a new minibus driver?"

A child asked timidly in Yakute's words.

Shen Lang nodded with a smile.

"Where are you from Yakute? Why haven't we seen you before?"

A child asked with a smile.

Before Shen Lang could speak, a girl whispered.

"He is from Daxia! Yesterday my mother told me that two Daxia people came to the town and helped us catch a lot of sturgeons!"

"Is it him?"

The children immediately widened their eyes and surrounded Shen Lang curiously.

"Hello, sir! I'm very happy to see you."

The children should have also learned Daxia language at school and actually greeted Shen Lang fluently.

Shen Lang is very novel.

"Do you all speak Daxia?"

Everyone nodded with a giggle, "We want to learn Russian and Daxia at the same time. When we grow up, we can choose to go to Moke to find a job, or go to the northeastern region of Daxia."

Shen Lang felt inexplicably intimate when he looked at these yellow-skinned children.

These are all descendants of nomadic peoples. Apart from their narrow eyes and a round nose, they are almost no different from those of the Daxia people.

In order to get out of the extremely cold place, these children can only learn more languages.

"Children, sit down, the old driver is going to drive!"

Seeing that it was getting late, Shen Lang asked them to return to their original position as soon as possible to avoid falling down when starting the car.

Everyone ran back with a smile, but only one boy took out an apple from his schoolbag.

"Sir, please eat apples."

"Thanks."

Shen Lang took it with a smile and put it directly in his mouth.

Click!

Dead!

Shen Lang's teeth were almost broken by the apple.

He took it out and looked at it, and found that the apple had frozen into stones.

If you use some more effort, your mouth can be broken.

"You guys... are so naughty!"

Shen Lang smiled bitterly and placed the apple on the bridge.

"Hahaha!"

The children laughed like silver bells.

In the weather of minus 50°, let alone apples, sponges can freeze into bricks.

"Sir, his name is Benkibarov. We all call him Xiao Ming. You can go to school to complain to the teacher, and the teacher asks him to stand."

"This one is good!"

Shen Lang laughed, looked at the little Minki Barov, and finally drove the car out of the town.

Cold? Cold? Cold?!

The weather is so cold!

There is no heating on the minibus, so Shen Lang can only drive as fast as possible.

Fortunately, there was no problem with the minibus along the way and successfully sent the children to school.

He had to go back and take another trip to ensure that all the children in the town arrived at school.

On the way, I learned that Oimiakang School has 102 children and 10 teachers.

They learn Russian, mathematics, history, biology and other knowledge, all of which are basic education.

After learning basic education, it is gone. If you want to learn higher education, you can only go to Yakutsk.

This means spending more rubles when you live away from home and live in school.

However, the people in the town don’t have the money and usually let them drop out of school.

Shen Lang drove twice and finally sent all the children to the school, and the class bell rang in time.

Seeing these children walking into the classroom, Shen Lang checked the minibus again, and after confirming that the child was not missed, he walked into the school.

According to Yan Bingbing's instructions, he opened the live broadcast.

When the old men saw that Brother Shen was on the air again, they rushed into the live broadcast room.

...

Five hours later, the snow still did not stop.

The Bone Highway, white as a vast area, has become a real world of ice and snow.

If you look down from the sky, a row of black dots are moving with difficulty.

All of them were rushing to Oimiacon.

The front convoy is the caviar producer.

The snow pusher they brought from Yakutsk came in handy and launched an ice and snow road.

The car behind followed the snow cart to advance little by little, and at this time, it was more than 100 kilometers away from Oimiacon.

"Damn weather! Barov, why did the boss ask us to buy these wild sturgeons!"

"Negri, you idiot! That guy Enkov said that they caught sixteen sturgeons over the age of sixty in their town! They were all females!"

The manufacturer's representative Barov took a sip of vodka and was still very excited.

"As long as we buy these sturgeons, our boss's value will double! All of us can get generous bonuses!"

Negri, the driver in charge of driving, opened his mouth wide.

"Double? Oh my god! But, sixteen wild sturgeons, does the boss have that much money?"

"Haha, if you have money, let's take the fish away first! The boss gave me 50 million rubles anyway."

"What about the rest?"

"The rest, pay in installments! Anyway, people from that place can't go to Yakutsk for several lifetimes, so they can come to the boss for money if they have nothing to do."

The driver Negri couldn't help but stretch out his thumb.

"Absolute! You are still absolutely absolutely! This kind of weather will last until next spring, who can come out! By then, the caviar will be sold out, and it is not the boss's final decision to give it to it or not!"

The two looked at each other and smiled happily.

After laughing for a while, Negri looked at the back through the rearview mirror.

"Are these scientific expedition teams from Mo Keke crazy? What kind of Crown Diamonds are there to find in this kind of weather? If it weren't for following our snow carts, who would have come in? It should be said that we should give us some benefits!"

Barov quickly shut up.

"Take it down, you didn't see the Griffon Special Forces escorting them. You're not going to die. Do you want to be good for them?"
To be continued...