Chapter 1022: Treasure
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Rise of the Wasteland
- Gluttonous Taoist
- 1363 characters
- 2021-03-01 10:11:41
"Heh hell, hey, people here don't have the habit of keeping books? We don't even know anything about it here?"
"What did I see? All corners here are full of shit, why not build a toilet?"
"Take those garbage out and burn it on the spot. I never want to see them again."
At dawn, Qin Weidong began to clean up the palace square and continued to increase his strength. Since the advance team has twelve adults plus one and a half children, it is obviously not enough to use manpower locally. All he could use was the slaves who had just been released.
It is not true to say 'release', because the mob in the city did not imprison slaves at all. These people have nowhere to go but can only survive the thugs. The mob collected all kinds of living materials by force and exploited the labor results of the slaves at the bottom.
The slaves were not grateful for the arrival of the advance team, nor were they afraid. They have experienced too much about the "Chengtou Changing King Banner". No matter who changes them to rule them, everything looks the same. In front of them, this group looks like ..., it seems only a little better.
For the current situation, the advance team reports to Havana at all times. And since Zhou Qingfeng has secured the Canadian enclave, Havana has also been full of talent. Facing the frontline problems, Lena Fox even organized experts in psychology and sociology to find ways to cope.
For African blacks ’general inferiority and fear of white people, Qin Weidong asked Old Harris to appease and reward cigarettes for hard work among key personnel. Little favors and small favors attracted the relationship and paid little, but the effect was obvious.
Huairou must also exert coercion ... but with the presence of Marx, everything is enough.
On the other hand, according to the understanding of the advance team, there are nearly one million Chinese living in Angola, and Luanda has the largest number. They opened markets in the city, sold domestically produced daily necessities, and even opened hospitals and clinics. They also built farms outside the city and provided large quantities of agricultural products.
In order to live a good life, the Chinese have traveled to every corner of the world-it is said that even Eskimo people have shops opened by the Chinese.
Now that these Chinese people are all gone, Qin Weidong has searched every local person he can currently ask, but no one knows where the Chinese people who used to live in the city have gone?
Standing in the palace square built in the 17th century, surrounded by a pile of centuries-old historical buildings, Qin Weidong looked at the slaves who were constantly busy around him, but his heart was full of doubts—for no reason, a Chinese person was gone. They Where did they all go?
A buzzing motive came from the sky, and the advance airship was landing. All the slaves were curious and puzzled by this big guy, and no one knew what exactly happened to this sudden team.
"Let the slave pull the gold out," Qin Weidong ordered in the intercom.
After all the supplies and equipment on the airship were unloaded, this huge guy was a burden. Qin Weidong decided to fly himself back to Havana. The autopilot system can complete the operation of unmanned flight across the Atlantic Ocean, which can also facilitate the resupply of the advance team in the future.
About five tons of gold were also taken away. When Lena Fox learned that gold was found in Luanda, she immediately requested that the gold be returned to Havana. The legion's currency shortage has become more and more serious, and deflation is harming the economy. This gold appears to be happening.
Qin Ming came out of the airship, and after a night's rest, his thigh injury was recovering. The effect of the 'treatment needle' was amazing. And watching the slave push the wooden box containing the gold into the airship, he asked in amazement: "There is so much gold in Africa?"
"Trust me, the richness of Africa is beyond your imagination. The suffering here is all." Zhang Hong commanded the slaves to work and replied casually.
"Really?" Qin Ming didn't realize the richness of the land, but was particularly rustic. The infrastructure looks bad and the people are not good. He asked boringly. "Can I do something? I think I recovered pretty well."
"You ...? Go and help Mr. Fuller clean up the warehouse. The gangs here have been looting for more than a year, and no matter how good or bad the search is, it has piled up like a mountain.
But the thugs here only know the robbery but they don't know how to use it. Moreover, they never keep accounts. It takes a long time, there are too many things, and the personnel is confused. We have to clean it up and see if it can come in handy. "
Zhang Hong pointed at a row of houses in the distance and hit Qin Ming over. When Qin Ming limped over, he saw a Belgian engineer. This white man named Fuller was directing a group of low-level slaves to clean up house after house.
After being informed, Qin Ming was assigned ten ordinary black slaves. His job is to clean up the houses one by one, because the thugs themselves don't know how much they grabbed.
"Those just like to keep rushing, and throw them away in the warehouse or the open air after they are grabbed. People here have bad memories and often forget what they do today. So no one can figure out what's here.
You must know that Luanda is the capital of Angola and the most important foreign trade port of Angola. The materials here are actually quite abundant.
In fact, our cleanup work is quite fun, as if digging for treasure. Because you don't even know what's in a linoleum you opened, a door you opened, or a box you opened? "Mr. Fuller explained in simple words.
Qin Ming nodded and became interested, he also felt that this was a bit interesting. In fact, in the first room he opened, there were extremely rare goods-palm oil ~ EbookFREE.me ~ barrels of barrels of palm oil, stuffed the entire house.
"Oh my God, there are at least two hundred barrels and more than thirty tons." Mr. Fuller has opened several rooms that the thugs have used as warehouses and storage rooms, but most of them are already mildewed sisal and cloth. Nothing is more useful than these palm oils.
"How could the gangsters here have palm oil?" Qin Ming didn't understand anything, he only knew that he had found a lot of big barrels. At first he thought it was gasoline. Who knew that palm oil was more valuable than gasoline. These edible fats were in short supply even in Havana.
"Angola grows a large area of African oil palm. It produces a large amount of palm oil every year and exports are measured in millions of tons. It is very normal for thugs to grab these things. I bet this is only part of the goods, nearby There must be more. "
In the last days, fat is an extremely important supply. Adequate oil intake can ensure a person's health and strength. In peace times, a barrel of cooking oil can be easily purchased in the city. But in the last days, you have to fight for it.
Mr. Fuller became extremely excited, and he began to focus on searching the neighborhood. Sure enough, a large number of oil barrels were found in a large pile of garbage in the open air, which was going to be exported to foreign countries.
"The chaotic situation has covered countless fortunes. If this oil can be used, it will save at least thousands of lives." Watching the rusty oil barrels being thrown into the corner at will, Mr. Fuller was quite sad, "It would be nice to have these things early."
"It's not too late now." Now Qin Ming feels that Zhang Hong just said "Africa is very rich", but he politely sneered: "Africans are beggars on the Golden Mountain, no wonder People here will starve to death, and they deserve it. "8