Take a plane to Africa

Chapter 6

The plane slowly decelerated and taxied on the runway. Yang Tianlong had already started to enter the Africa Encyclopedia. After clicking on the Democratic Republic of the Congo, he quickly browsed the information about this country.

Domestic mobile phones can be used, but the signal is only 3G. According to normal use in China, the cost is at least 100 US dollars a month;

It is legal to hold guns here, but not every household has them. The reason is very simple. The poor can't even eat enough. Who has the money to buy guns?

The whole year is divided into dry and rainy seasons; the rainy season is from November to May of the next year, and the climate is hot and humid; the dry season is from June to October, and the climate is mild.Now September is the dry season, so the temperature is suitable, but there is no rain.

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After reading the information, Yang Tianlong's understanding of the Congo has deepened a lot, but he still raised his own question, that is, whether there is a flight from Kinshasa to Bunia.

Soon, the encyclopedia found the relevant information. There was one shift at [-]:[-] pm local time; if you missed the next shift, you would have to wait two days later.

"Brother Liu, there is a flight to Bunia at three o'clock in the afternoon. If I miss it, I will have to wait until the day after tomorrow." Yang Tianlong said with an apologetic expression.

Liu Shengli nodded, "Okay, then you and I will go first, after signing the immigration card and other things, hurry up and buy the ticket."

After Yang Tianlong smiled gratefully at Liu Shengli, he took his luggage and followed Liu Shengli, walking towards the customs.

Without exception, it was the black brothers who made things difficult. Liu Shengli took out a 100 face value dollar and wrote the number 78 on the paper.

The black man shook his head, as if he felt that the money was a little small.

Liu Shengli was very displeased. He asked Yang Tianlong to tell the black man that if they didn't want it, they could wait.

Yang Tianlong didn't dare to neglect, and quickly translated it to the black man.

The black man was very upset when he heard it, but he seemed helpless, so he asked Yang Tianlong to call Liu Shengli back, not as an example.

Liu Shengli snorted at the corner of his mouth, "Brother Yang, do you see that, this guy wants to save face."

Yang Tianlong nodded, he agrees with Liu Shengli's approach, he is too lazy to talk nonsense, whether to accept this tip or not.

Of course, the black man is not stupid, he can't just spit out the meat he got.

After signing the entry card and filling in the relevant information, Yang Tianlong held Liu Shengli's hand and said gratefully: "Brother Liu, thank you for your help and care along the way."

Liu Shengli smiled, "We are all from Huaxia, so we have to unite outside. If Brother Yang is interested, he can work as an interpreter in our company..."

"Let's talk about it next time we meet." Yang Tianlong cheered him up, waved his hand and hurried towards the ticket office.

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"Five hundred dollars." The burly brunette told him impassively.

"Ah..." Yang Tianlong was very surprised. He didn't expect the fare to be so expensive, and he spent nearly one-third of the foreign exchange all at once.

The black girl was also very indifferent to his surprised expression, as if she liked to sit still.

Gritting his teeth, Yang Tianlong had to pay five hundred dollars to buy a ticket.

The waiting time was not long, and Yang Tianlong started the security check. Compared with the strict security check in China, the Congo side seems to be not strict, and the staff are all lazy.

This is an old-fashioned Fokker-50 propeller airliner. There are already some rust marks on the fuselage, which is more than enough to show the oldness of this aircraft.

There didn't seem to be many passengers traveling together, there were about [-] here and there, and except for four white people, the rest were all black.

Seeing Yang Tianlong's surprised expression standing under the plane, a white man about 50 years old couldn't help asking in French: "Hey, young man, where is he from?"

Yang Tianlong smiled and said: "Huaxia people."

The old white man smiled and said, "Have you never been on such a dilapidated plane?"

Yang Tianlong nodded: "Indeed, I feel a little scared when I look at it."

"Don't worry, I often take this plane." The old white man pointed to the plane and said seriously.

"Which country are you from? Old sir?"

"French, my name is Blake." The old man said enthusiastically while extending his hand.

"My name is Yang Tianlong." Yang Tianlong also introduced himself with a smile.

"Dragon?" The old man seemed surprised, and seemed to be very interested in Yang Tianlong's name, "I have been to China, where the totem of the people is a dragon, and you got a good name." Black said and gave a thumbs up .

"Thank you, Mr. Black." After being praised by the old man, Yang Tianlong felt a little embarrassed.

"Let's go, I promise this plane is fine." Black said while patting Yang Tianlong's shoulder.

"Okay." Following behind the old man, Yang Tianlong stepped on the ladder and climbed into the cabin.

It was surprising that the two were sitting together. Blake told Yang Tianlong that he was a zoologist, and that he came to Bunia this time to conduct scientific research in the hinterland of the rainforest.

And the two white men and one woman accompanying him are his team members.

Yang Tianlong also told Black that he is a travel enthusiast.

"When will you travel to China again?" Black said with a smile.

"Welcome, welcome." Yang Tianlong said that Chinese people are very hospitable.

"Is your military threat theory that Americans say true?" Chatting, the old man seemed very interested in these political issues.

Yang Tianlong shook his head, "We Chinese people have always loved peace, and we will never pursue hegemonism like the United States."

Black nodded, "I think so too. When I was in China before, I felt that the people there were very friendly and enthusiastic. It seems to be different from what Reuters said."

The two were chatting happily, when suddenly a white boy sitting in front of Black yelled out a voice.

Soon, with a painful expression on his face, he tightly covered his head.

The sudden movement of the white guy startled everyone around him, including Yang Tianlong and Black.

"No, Yoka has the cold malaria." Seeing the pale young man's face and the cold sweat all over his body, Blake had a lot of experience, "Lance, did you bring any medicine for malaria?"

The middle-aged man beside Yoka shook his head, "Professor, the medicine is going to be purchased in Bunia."

"What can we do?" Black began to panic like ants on a hot pan.

Yang Tianlong was very surprised. He didn't expect that he would witness the appearance of a malaria patient with his own eyes, and he didn't expect that the malaria was still classified.

After searching the encyclopedia, Yang Tianlong himself was taken aback. This type of cold malaria is the most severe type. If it is not treated in time, the patient will soon collapse and become comatose, and may die from circulatory failure.

"I don't know if these medicines can save his life." Yang Tianlong asked in his heart.

"It can't be cured completely, but it can be resisted for a while. I guess it won't be a problem until I get off the plane." The system actually replied.

"you sure?"

"Sure." The system vowed.

"Professor, I have medicine here." After finishing speaking, Yang Tianlong plunged into his bag, and found the medicine in the plane warehouse.

Soon, he took out a box of domestic medicine.

Black hesitated a lot. After all, it was made by Chinese people and has not been certified by the EU authority.

"Ah...Professor, I'm cold all over." Yoka said as he kept trembling, and the beads of sweat on his forehead turned into sweat.

"Professor, why don't you try it." Lance and the white woman both begged bitterly.

Blake cast his eyes on Yang Tianlong, Yang Tianlong knew that he was making a decision, and saw him nodding, at this moment, silence speaks louder than words.

"Okay. Give him the pills," Black said, pouring out the pills.

After taking it down with the water, soon, Yoka's face was no longer ugly, and he began to gasp for breath.

"How do you feel?" Blake asked softly.

"I feel much better." Yoka let out a long breath.

"Professor, this medicine will only last for a while, and you still have to hurry to the hospital after getting off the plane." Yang Tianlong said seriously.

Black nodded and said gratefully: "Huaxia Dragon, thank you."

"You're being polite, I just happened to bring medicine." Yang Tianlong said with a smile.

"It seems that everything in your Huaxia is not fake. I think the quality of this medicine is quite good." Black said while rubbing the medicine box with his hands.

It can be seen that he seems to be very interested in this medicine.

However, Chinese people have not had the habit of giving medicine and clocks since ancient times, and Yang Tianlong has no plan to give this medicine to Black and the others.

It was Black who made his own request, "Huaxialong, can you give me this box of medicine?"

"This?" Now it was Yang Tianlong's turn to hesitate.

"Huaxialong, I don't take it for nothing. Now, I'll give you two bottles of French mosquito repellent potion." Black said while taking out two bottles of beautifully packaged potions.

"A small amount of this on your body will last you all day," Black said solemnly.

Yang Tianlong was startled, he didn't expect such a miraculous mosquito repellent.

　Please collect it a lot, writing a book is not easy, hurry up to type after work... the handicapped party

　　
　
(End of this chapter)