After seeing off the crew from the Aleut Blasting Company, Feng Shan led Nash down the new road, a hint of pride on his face. "From now on, you won't have to use a wooden stick to walk on the ice."
'Nash was speechless at Khilla's extravagance. It was just a short stretch of road, and he could have bought explosives to blast it himself. It just wouldn't have been this smooth, but spending 200,000 US Dollars was simply...'
"Let's go home."
In China, people celebrate moving into a new house with a meal together. Now that a road had been built, a celebration was even more in order.
Back at the camp, Feng Shan tied on an apron and disappeared into the kitchen. After a cacophony of CLANGING AND BANGING, the pressure cooker started to HISS.
He emerged carrying two basins of meat.
One didn't even need to look to know what it was: either reindeer or bear meat.
During this time, the two big eaters had been feasting away, and the food stores were visibly shrinking.
