Chapter 305: It’s so cold, you’ll freeze to death without wearing cotton
"Is this Minsk Airport?" Xiao Peng was confused after getting off the plane.
"A-choo!" Hua Chong sneezed. "Fuck, I'm freezing to death!"
Xiao Peng rolled his eyes at him and said, "It's so cold, you'll freeze to death without wearing cotton!"
Marseille is also located at a high latitude, roughly equivalent to Changchun in China, but they have a Mediterranean climate, so it's not very cold in Marseille in March, with temperatures around 10 degrees Celsius. What's the latitude of Minsk? It's about the same latitude as Mohe in China, or even further north.
However, in Mohe, the temperature in March is still around 10 to several degrees below zero, but here it is not that cold, about 35 degrees below zero to 35 degrees above zero. But for Xiao Peng and others who just came from Marseille, it is really cold.
Xiao Peng was better off, as he had come prepared and wore a down jacket, so he wasn't cold at all. However, Hua Chong felt that it was unnecessary, as he knew that he was more likely to hang out with Xiao Peng, so he dressed as handsomely as possible, wearing a suit with a shirt underneath and not even any thermal underwear. As soon as he got off the plane, he was freezing cold.
Kasim said, "Is it cold? Not cold at all!"
Xiao Peng and the other man looked at Kaxin with dark expressions. Kaxin was now dressed more simply, in a long-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of jeans, and a schoolbag slung across his shoulder. If it weren't for his beard and big physique, one would have thought he was a student.
Kashin said proudly, "We Russians have been receiving cold-resistance training since kindergarten. Remember the ice bucket challenge that was popular a few years ago? For us Russians, that's just child's play!"
After he said that, Xiao Peng really couldn't refute it.
Russians' cold resistance isn't innate, but cultivated. To improve their children's cold resistance from a young age, they often take them outdoors in the middle of winter to take ice water plunges. If this were to happen in China, parents would be mad!
Kashin looked at their expressions and laughed. "Boss, you're too naive, aren't you? We Russians are better at withstanding the cold, but that doesn't mean we like it! Let me tell you a Russian proverb: There's no bad weather, only bad equipment. My hometown is Yekaterinburg, and when we go out in winter, the average person wears sixteen pieces of clothing from head to toe!"
Xiao Peng pointed at him and said, "You're not wearing any cold-resistant gear!"
Kashin lifted up his clothes, revealing a pair of underwear underneath. "Hey, this is Russian thermal underwear. It uses Tang Xinzi's heating technology, so it's absolutely great for locking in heat. It's thin and delicate, and it doesn't make you look fat at all. I have another set here, boss, would you like some?"
Xiao Peng shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, no, forget it! You let Hua Chong wear it."
After hearing this, Kaxin took out a set of warm clothes from his bag and handed them to Hua Chong. Hua Chong didn't hesitate and ran to the bathroom to change into them before running out again: "This clothes is amazing! After putting them on, I started to feel warm all over! Boss, you don't have to wear such a heavy bag if you wear one of these!"
Xiao Peng grinned: "I don't have a tendency to be masochistic."
"Masochistic tendencies? What does that mean?" Hua Chong asked.
Xiao Peng explained: "We in China also have military thermal clothing, right?"
Hua Chong nodded. "That's right, but it's not as good as this. This one feels warm, while the ones we have back home are just 'not cold'."
Xiao Peng laughed and said, "That's because the thermal suits used by the Chinese military and police are made of a new type of thermal insulation acrylic material. They can reduce body heat loss and lock in body temperature. And this Russian military thermal suit... Hehe."
"Hey hey?" Hua Chong asked in confusion, "Boss, what do you mean by 'hey hey'?"
Xiao Peng explained, "What did he mean by 'Tang Xinzi Technology'? It's about adding 'capsaicin' to the fabric of thermal clothing. You have to understand that 'spicy' is a 'painful' sensation, not a taste. It stimulates the skin and makes it feel slightly warm, which is what you just said, 'feeling warm all over.' Hey, buddy, let me ask you a question: Are you wearing underwear?"
Hua Chong nodded: "I put it on!"
Xiao Peng smiled and said, "That's good, that's good. Hide in your underwear and be quiet. Imagine how it would feel if you covered your little brother with a handful of chili powder. That's how your little brother would feel if he touched this kind of underwear!"
"Poof!" Hua Chong's face turned pale after hearing this. That feeling... makes one's scalp tingle just thinking about it.
Kasim scratched his head and muttered, "I said I felt something was wrong after urinating frequently..."
Xiao Peng pointed at the airport store and said, "Why don't we just go buy some clothes? Kasin, I also suggest you change into some warm clothes."
Kasin shook his head: "I don't need to buy warm clothes, I just need to buy some underwear."
Xiao Peng and Hua Chong looked at each other and said, "Fuck, this guy is a real tough guy!"
Although Belarus is known as the "North Korea of Europe," Minsk Airport, as the capital's airport, has everything. The three of us bought some clothes and a suitcase before leaving the airport.
There was a taxi waiting at the door. Kaxin knocked on the trunk to signal the driver to open it so he could put his suitcase in. The taxi driver, wearing sunglasses, got out of the car and took Kaxin's suitcase to help put it in. He was about to signal Kaxin to get in when he saw Xiao Peng and Hua Chong in the back. His face lit up and he took off his sunglasses and said, "Brother, are you from China?"
Xiao Peng was also taken aback when he heard the familiar accent. He saw that the taxi driver was actually Chinese! However, it was not surprising to see Chinese people in Belarus, especially in Minsk.
Chinese are the largest foreign immigrant population in Belarus, even more than Ukrainian immigrants! Most of them live in Minsk.
"He is not from China, but he is indeed Chinese!" Xiao Peng said.
"Are you guys together?" the taxi driver pointed at Kasim and asked.
Xiao Peng nodded: "Yes!"
He thought there might be a problem, but the taxi driver waved him on with a smile, "Get in, get in. This flight is from France, and I don't speak any French, so I'm afraid I won't be able to communicate clearly. Since you're Chinese, that's much better! Where are you going? Are you traveling or visiting friends?"
After getting into the taxi, Xiao Peng said, "Let's go to Minsk State University!"
The taxi driver started the car, but when he heard Xiao Peng's words, he immediately braked.
Xiao Peng was about to complain when the taxi driver said, "Brother, we are both Chinese. I can't cheat you, but it's really not a good time for you to go to Minsk University."
"Hmm? What happened?"
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