God-level Trader of Rebirth

Chapter 400 Small Farm Society

The Gambia is close to the sea, affected by the monsoon, and has abundant rainfall.

In places closer to the inland, the quality of the land is not bad, but the farming methods of the local people are too rough. It is not enough to meet domestic needs.

And the farmers, under the guidance of experts from the Institute of Agricultural Sciences, use selected rice seeds to intensively cultivate the land, and the output is two to three times higher than theirs!
After finally getting the rice seedlings, Zhang Bing rushed to his farmland in light rain.

Zhang Bing was not the first batch of workers who came here to work in agriculture. He heard from the people who came first that the farm was not big before, but later a big boss invested and bought all the land near the farm and along the coast in one fell swoop. With the scale of more than 1000 hectares now.

However, not all of such a large land is suitable for farming.

The real arable land is only about 800 mu, of which more than 500 mu is used to grow rice, and more than 300 mu is used to grow green vegetables and other economic crops.

Other places, except the chicken, duck, pig, cattle and livestock farms, have been transformed into dormitories for farmers and workers, as well as the farm headquarters.

However, some places have been renovated and turned into commercial land, such as department stores, small supermarkets, game halls, movie theaters, and barber shops, all of which are more complete than Zhang Bing's hometown.

These stores are basically opened by Chinese people who come to Africa to do business, and their sources of goods all come from the farm's headquarters distribution center.

Zhang Bing feels that consumption here is no different from that in China. The currency used is RMB.

Most importantly, prices are still low.

He was walking, but when he passed a big tree, intentionally or unintentionally, he turned his body sideways and quickened his pace to go around.

He knew that there was a camera hidden in that dense shade.

He discovered this when he was lazy last year and climbed to a tree to dig out bird eggs. At that time, he didn't know what it was, and he was shaking the camera constantly, trying to tear it off the tree.

Soon a motorcycle drove over on the road, and two people under the tree aimed their guns at him.

The scene at that time frightened Zhang Bing, and almost peed his pants on the tree.

Fortunately, the other party did not shoot directly, but asked about the situation, knowing that he had no malice, so he did not pursue the matter further.

At the same time, the two people kindly told him that the reason for installing these cameras was that the black people near the farm often came to steal vegetables and harm the farmland, so they asked him not to damage the surveillance on the trees in the future.

This is fooling around!

The north side of his farm is all separated by concrete walls, and there is also barbed wire by the river. Who would go to such great lengths to steal a little food when they are full and have nothing to do?

Zhang Bing didn't believe it at all.

Later, a worker in the same dormitory told him that those with guns did not lie to him, and that people in Gambia are very poor, one of the poorest countries in Africa, with a per capita daily income of less than US$1.5.

They don't steal vegetables, because Africans don't have the habit of eating vegetables, but they sometimes come to steal corn and potatoes, especially when the rice is ripe. run.

Zhang Bing was dubious about these words, but since then, when he saw those big trees with hidden cameras, he would subconsciously stay away.

A few minutes later, the farmland he was in charge of appeared in front of him.

Zhang Bing reminded himself that he must work hard.

To be honest, he is somewhat used to this place now. The farm is full of Chinese people, and everyone says the same thing. The food and supplies are no different from those in China. As long as you work hard, the salary is very high.

Many times, he didn't want to go back to that poor rural hometown.

Zhang Bing figured out that when he had earned enough money, he would go back to his hometown to marry a wife, and then bring his wife along.

Unlike Zhang Bing, who was looking forward to the future, Wang Fangjun and his comrades were worrying about the difficulties faced by the base.

After nearly a year of construction, the farm has a completely new look.

There are more than 500 agricultural workers in charge of farming and animal husbandry, as well as those who set up shop on the farm, adding up to nearly 3000 people, and more than 600 technicians and scientific researchers secretly transferred from the six major laboratories of Infinity Company .

More than 800 armed personnel, including some family members, and a small number of European scientific researchers, the entire base has a total of more than 8000 people, and there are still a steady stream of people coming every month, which is quite large.

Inside the base is a closed small society, where everyone's food, clothing and entertainment are all here.

Chen Weidong and Lin Zeju will regularly use ships to send supplies to the base.

Now food, meat, poultry and eggs, including dairy products, can be self-sufficient, and the supplies have been changed to some daily necessities, as well as steel plate materials and other military materials, as well as research materials.

For those who live inside the base, entertainment is not a problem.

Cafes, cinemas, game rooms, teahouses, bathing centers, gyms, underground shooting ranges, everything is missing.

Moreover, Infinity Company launched another rocket at the beginning of the year, carrying two communication satellites, which can allow the base network to access Infinity Network.

Even the latest movies and news in the world, they can see it immediately, so they won't feel out of touch with the outside world.

With the development of the base to this day, Wang Fangjun, as the head of security, is absolutely satisfied.

But the problem is, for some reason, those African tribes near this place heard that the prices here are very cheap, but the rice, corn and other crops sold to them are still sold at market prices, and they are very dissatisfied.

They threatened to drive all the people here if the farm did not sell them grain at the same price and allow them to buy living supplies on the farm.

The staple food in West Africa is rice. Although the Gambia attaches great importance to agriculture, the blacks here are generally lazy, so their productivity is very low. They have to import about [-] tons of rice every year to barely meet domestic demand.

Wang Fangjun didn't pay much attention to the armed forces of the local tribes.

Their current underground munitions production line, those machine tools can produce light weapons including light machine guns, automatic rifles, rocket launchers, and grenades.

If they can build another ammunition factory, they will be able to achieve self-sufficiency in arms.

If all the fighters in the base are dispatched, relying on their excellent tactical skills and sophisticated equipment, they may even be able to serve the opponent's old den.

But they can't!

This was originally a secret base, once a large-scale armed conflict occurred, it would be tantamount to exposing the inside of the base.

They had no choice but to send people to negotiate with the local tribes and explain to them that all the materials on the farm were transported by ships from abroad, and these materials were only enough to meet the internal needs of the farm.

The grain sold to them, after taking into account various costs, actually has to be subsidized.

All the little money the farm earns here is used to subsidize the cost of shipping, and it is only now that it can barely make ends meet.

In order to convince the other party, the representative also showed the purchase order, from which it can be seen that the farm's food and daily necessities are indeed selling at a loss.

The tribes only need to check the price of the agricultural products sold by the farm a little, and they can come to the conclusion that the farm has basically not made any money in Gambia.

But knowing it is one thing, accepting it is another.

Africans have a problem with feeling that they are being exploited.

When they understood that the farm was making profits from them and subsidizing the internal employees of the farm, the tribal members not only did not calm down, but became even more angry.

They said angrily that they were already poor enough, and it was really unacceptable for the farm to exploit them.

Although other international grain exporters will not charge them a penny because of poverty in Africa, those grain exporters are not here after all, and they can only curse those unscrupulous businessmen in their hearts.

But the farm is different, the farm is right under their noses.

The life gap between the two, once compared, is too strong.

Several neighboring tribes were unable to accept this result calmly.

Instead, they are aggressive, demanding that the farms either supply them with food at low prices or get out of here.

Naturally, Wang Fangjun and the others could not agree to their unreasonable demands.

Besides, even if they agreed, how could the boss accept this result, and he paid for nothing to make these tribes cheaper?

They notified the local government of the matter and said that the land was private land purchased by the farm, and they hoped that the local government could assist in the dredging work.

If the local tribes feel that selling rice to them at a high price is exploiting them, then the farm can sell rice elsewhere in the future.

The local government in Gambia also does not want the farms to close.

Domestic rice has always been dependent on imports. Buying locally has at least met part of the demand. How can there be people who do not buy rice at their doorstep and go to other places to buy grain.

However, the local government is also somewhat dissatisfied with the closed attitude of the farm.

Since the farm was established, all the people who came here were Chinese and white people, and they never hired local farmers.

The local people have nothing to do every day, but they watch helplessly that the people on the farm are full of fish and meat, and their lives are rich. How can their mentality be balanced?

Regarding the dissatisfaction implicitly expressed by the local government, Wang Fangjun can't decide.

Locals are definitely not allowed to enter the base. There are too many secrets inside. If locals are allowed to go in and wander around, it may cause even bigger troubles.

But at this time, if it does not meet the requirements of the local people at all, it is not appropriate.

After all, this is Africa, and there is no legal system.

Even the staff of the local government come from various local tribes, and their interests are the same.

In the end, Wang Fangjun and the others thought of a way, which was to build another farm outside, an open farm that was cut off from their farm.

Then the farm will be handed over to the local people for cultivation, and the farm will send people to provide them with some technical guidance on agricultural production.

As for the locals, whether they can endure hardships like the Chinese people and take care of the farm work carefully is up to them.

Anyway, all the harvests of the peripheral farms are sold to the locals at a low price. If they don't want to put their heart into it, they can't blame others.

Otherwise, is it necessary to feed them on the farm?
After discussing with some researchers in the farm, Wang Fangjun got in touch with Chen Weidong through the Internet.

(End of this chapter)