Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 1445 Plan ahead
It has to be said that politics is the fastest growing profession.In just over a year, Lighter has transformed from a second-year middle school youth with little knowledge of the world to a resourceful politician. This speed is like flying on a rocket.

But no matter how mature he is, he understands one thing, that is, Ye Yuze and Yang Geyong will always be friends he can rely on.

Because no matter how shameless a politician is, he also needs companions. No matter how brave a person is, he will die a miserable death in the end, because this is no longer enough to control everything in the world by force alone.

But Ye Yuze and Yang Geyong are not only brave, but also sincere to their friends, plus they are rich and beautiful, so they are powerful.With such strong support, he will have no worries in his life.

It is also simple to win over these two people, just face each other sincerely.Of course, there are additional means, that is, Yang Geyong's group of children.

For this matter, Lighter specially issued a death order, that is, these women in the tribe are not allowed to find other men, and those who are disobedient will be killed!
I don't know if there is something wrong with Yang Geyong's genes, more than a dozen of them are boys.I have to admit that the genetics of black people are strong, all of them have a small coal-ball complexion, only one is fairer, and it is because the mother is not too dark.

Yang Geyong felt a little regretful about this, but soon he didn't care about it.Because I have been among black people for a long time, I see myself more and more like a different kind.

Old Comrade Zhao got out of the thatched hut, and a woman was cooking for him.He was also used to being served these days.

I saw a woman boiling a pot of water and pouring cornmeal into it.Lao Zhao hurried over to stop her.

Find a clay pot, pour cornmeal into it, then pour boiling water into it little by little, then add some milk and a little sugar.

Lao Zhao couldn't find the frying pan, so he had to start pasting pancakes on the slate where the black people barbecued.He really had enough of that Xima, it was sticky and he couldn't swallow it.

It is necessary to cover the pan to paste the pancakes, but unfortunately, where did the slate cover come from?In the end, Lao Zhao had an idea, and buckled the face basin on the stone slab.

The woman watched Lao Zhao cook, her eyes sparkling.She was young, about seventeen or eighteen.But Lao Zhao knew that this girl was no more than 15 years old.

People here develop early, and little girls aged twelve or thirteen sometimes look like big girls.

Once the staple food is available, it is necessary to make some rare food. Chinese people can never do without soup and water for breakfast.

Cornmeal porridge is very good, Lao Zhao continued to tinker with it.And by the way, I cut some cucumbers and drowned them with salt, and then put some peppers.

Xi Dehe got out of the thatched hut to see that Lao Zhao was cooking there, then scooped water from the bucket and began to wash.

He ran over last night and was frightened. It turned out that when he woke up, he found that two girls had got into his bed and hugged him from left to right.

Where did Xi Dehe go through this situation?If this is in Junken City, it can be caught.

Although he didn't do anything, he couldn't afford to lose that person, he could kill himself without being caught!

If it is difficult to find an organization, the biggest one here is naturally Lao Zhao.The two were not far away, both in the outskirts of Marseille, so Xi Dehe ran over to confess his crime.

After hearing this, Lao Zhao laughed and told him, "Xiao Xi, don't be burdened by your thoughts. This is the custom here, so it's not a mistake. Just treat them as your brothers and sisters."

Old Zhao said it easily, because that's what he did.The woman who cooked for him slept in his hut last night.After experiencing the initial panic, Lao Zhao had no distractions, and helped her cover her body with a cloth.

The rice was cooked, the women ate deliciously, and the people in the village began to wake up one after another. They saw the yellow-orange pancakes that Lao Zhao and the others were eating.
The woman named "Hua" who cooks for Lao Zhao patiently explained to everyone, and broke open the pancakes, giving everyone a little bit for everyone to taste.

Some people like it, some people obviously don't.After all, generations have grown up eating West Malaysia, and each nation has its own eating habits.

Hua quickly finished eating and began to teach those people how to make pancakes.Xi Dehe couldn't help boasting: "This flower is really smart."

Old Zhao smiled: "I'm going to recognize her as my daughter, the one at home is too disobedient, how good is this one?"

Xi Dehe nodded: "My family is the same, but I don't have a son, and I want to recognize a son. Pass on my craftsmanship to him."

Old Zhao looked at him strangely and asked, "What skills do you have?"

Xi Dehe raised his head proudly: "Logistics! The quality of the food, how much food is needed by how many people? I can basically tell by looking at it.

There is also food storage and daily maintenance. It is really a science to store food in such a hot day here. "

It was only then that Lao Zhao remembered that Xi Dehe had been the Secretary Chief for so many years, and this was really his strong point.

The Mara region has half a year of drought and half a year of rainy season, so grain storage is really a big problem.In the past, people here did not have the habit of storing food at all.

No family will have more than half a month's rations, so naturally there is no need to deliberately save them.Because it can be eaten before it spoils.

But now it is different. For example, around the city of Marseilles is where Yang Geyong and his team first developed. Now the grain is harvested every season. Excluding those that are sold, many people are wasted, mainly due to poor storage.

People here don't buy food during the rainy season, because there is food everywhere, and they can collect a lot of food when they go out.

Therefore, the grain grown in the rainy season can only be stored and sold in the dry season.But the rainy season is rainy, and food storage is a huge problem.

The main reason is that the thatched huts in the African countryside cannot guarantee that they will not leak, let alone food.Basically just throw it there, find some leaves and thatch to cover it, and then let nature take its course.

If we talk about Buddhism, although Africans don't believe in Buddhism, they are definitely a race that brings Buddhism to the extreme.

Xi Dehe, who has worked in logistics all his life, saw the key point at a glance.The soil here is fertile, and only corn can be grown here. The temperature is too high, and wheat cannot survive at all.

Corn yields are high, which requires storage even more.Grain from both rainy seasons has to be stored and sold in the dry season.

As a teacher, Lao Zhao naturally recognized the key points in Xi Dehe's words.It seems that the issue of warehouses is as important as growing food.

The old folks were called together, and everyone had a careful and rigorous discussion on this issue.Finally, a more stable solution was determined.

After the matter was discussed, it was natural to move, so all the villages in the Mara District began to build granaries.

　Dear, what happened the day before yesterday?Subscription cut in half.The baby is scared to death, but I can't do it like this again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)