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    The moon and stars were sparse, and on the grassland in the distance, the roaring of lions and the howling of hyenas could be faintly heard.  The northernmost part of Sureno Province is the Tanique National Forest Park, which is rarely inhabited. A village composed of dozens of thatched houses on the edge of the jungle became the last village Zhang Sheng saw when he traveled north.  For more than ten days, Zhang Sheng inspected his territory all the way north, and Qingche Jiancong had face-to-face contact with the tribal people. Although the local Chinese medicinal materials were scarce, Zhang Sheng went to the countryside this time to use medicinal stones for the poor people, and the magic of rejuvenation was achieved  His performance made the tribal people almost worship him as a god. As for giving out gifts and giving out small favors, it became a last resort.  Now Zhang Sheng walked to the northernmost village and stayed here that night.  This village has inconvenient transportation. The villagers have little contact with the outside world and their living conditions are relatively primitive. They are in awe of Zhang Sheng, the chief of the tribe. At night, the girls carried jars and brought the best things from the village.  For the chief, there are specialty fruits and melons, as well as canned drinks from the outside world.  Zhang Sheng and his party, a total of eight people, lived in a courtyard composed of several large thatched houses in the center of the village, which is the home of the village chief. Zhang Sheng actually wanted to sleep in a tent, but according to local custom, he stayed in the village chief's house.  Otherwise, the people of this small tribe in this village might think that the big chief dislikes them for not providing good hospitality.  Zhang Sheng inspected the territory this time. He was a real simple servant with a light carriage. He only took seven people with him. Miao Laodao and Dagou were the unbeatable Hengha generals. In addition, there were also the attendant Taimbuga and two armed guards, one of whom was proficient in the local area.  There was a translator in the native language, and then there was a black maid whom Mary, the general secretary, insisted on sending.  Although Zhang Sheng was immune to mosquitoes, and Miao Laodao and Dagou also benefited from it to some extent, he had to consider the other entourage, so Zhang Sheng specifically asked his maid Leta to light mosquito-repellent herbs in front and back of the thatched house.  Aye.  Sitting in front of the largest thatched house in the center of the village, Zhang Sheng looked at the bright moon and stars in the night sky, and felt that this primitive place in the north, which had not yet been developed, made him feel more intimate than the bustling city.  There was a sound of footsteps nearby, and the maid Leta brought melons and fruits. Seeing that there was no place to put them, she knelt down beside Zhang Sheng, with the fruit plate on her head, just enough for the chief to reach out and touch it.  Retta is definitely a beauty among black girls. She has a surprisingly good figure. Her waist is extremely thin, her legs are extremely long, her breasts and buttocks are extremely plump and perky, and her head is covered with floral braids. She is youthful and charming.  She was particularly in awe of the chief. When Zhang Sheng talked to her, she always stammered and didn't know how to answer. As time went by, Zhang Sheng stopped chatting with her, but it must be said that as a maid, she was extremely competent and treated her well.  Being served makes people feel comfortable in their hearts. ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Olba sent a greeting message from pAD. She was about to end her training course in the UK and asked the "teacher" if she could come to Tanik.  Zhang Sheng couldn't help but smile when he saw Alba's greeting, and clicked on the video screen. He also knew that when Alba heard that she might settle in Tanik, she naturally wanted to return to her hometown in Africa, but she didn't know how she wanted to arrange it for her.  I can ask cautiously.  On the screen, Alba¡¯s beautiful face was quickly revealed. She should be in the dormitory, wearing pink home clothes, cute and sexy.  "Teacher, are you on the prairie?" Alba's brown eyes showed a bit of joy.  Zhang Sheng smiled and said: "How about it, do you want to come over now?" Alba smiled and said nothing.  Zhang Sheng said: "Let's wait until you finish your studies. Our Jishitang has already opened a semicolon in Tannik. If you need to come over then, you can come over." "Okay." Alba nodded lightly.  After chatting with Olba for a while, Zhang Sheng saw from the corner of his eye that the old patriarch of the village, with wrinkles on his face like knife carvings, came tremblingly, accompanied by the attendant Thembu and the translator. Zhang Sheng said to Olba  The voice hung up.  Before the old patriarch was about to kneel down and kiss the upper part of his shoes as customary, Zhang Sheng supported him with a smile and said, "We are not a formal audience, just chatting like friends." The translator chattered in dialect for a while.  Even the attendant Thembu and others could no longer speak the local dialect of Sureno, so they had to bring a translator.  Hearing Zhang Sheng's words, the old patriarch was a little at a loss, and he was frightened. At Tambu's signal, he sat in front of Zhang Sheng. Of course, the grass pier he was sitting on was half shorter than Zhang Sheng's seat.  "Old man, I think our village is not very wealthy," Zhang Sheng asked thoughtfully.  In fact, along the way, I feel that the conditions in rural Africa are far less harsh than imagined. This is not just in Tanik. In African countries with relatively stable political power, although the rural living standards are poor and backward, they are not as poor as some people think.  Primitive tribal era.  "As far as Sureno Province is concerned, the living standards of most rural areas are relatively good, and the villagers are relatively contented, and their happiness index is not low.  In fact, the fatal shortcoming of black Africans is that they are lazy, Sureno saidThe same is true. Most of the local rural areas have sufficient land. As long as they are willing to farm, there is a lot of fertile land and the villagers will own it after farming. However, the villagers have no farming skills and cannot bear the hard work. As long as they can have enough to eat, how can they be rich?  Everyone wants to find a way, but they will never get rich by working hard, living frugally and saving money.  In a neighboring African country, a large number of Chinese immigrants came. The African chiefs gave them land, and many "XX" villages were built. XX was named after Chinese cities. All these villages were Chinese immigrants. Because of the land here,  Fertile land can be used in large quantities, and growing vegetables and the like is particularly profitable.  So, if we want to talk about poverty in Africa, we really have to find the reason from the racial aspect.  The more Zhang Sheng knew about this land, the more he thought this way.  Now that he has become the chief of the Sureno tribe, although he feels like he is just a passerby, Zhang Sheng still hopes to leave some traces of his own on this tribe. But to be honest, Zhang Sheng feels that it is difficult to lead the entire tribe to make a fortune.  In that sentence, race dictates.  But these sparse villages in the northernmost part of the territory are indeed too poor.  Hearing Zhang Sheng say that this area is relatively poor, the old patriarch jabbered in native dialect and translated: "The village chief said it's because the Western Zuka people always bully them and often block fishing in the upper reaches, so they can only eat thin and thin food.  "Little fish, it has been like this for decades." Zhang Sheng was helpless, knowing that the Zuka people were the tribe of Chief Leiden, but although the reason for poverty mentioned by the village chief was too far-fetched, among these tribes, this  This kind of emotional dispute is a major matter and cannot be taken lightly. Even if I don't show that I share the same hatred with the enemy, as the chief of my tribe, I can't appear to be dismissive of this kind of thing.  Comrades, Happy May Day, I will have to update tomorrow night. I am sorry for the recent update speed. I will elaborate on the various reasons later and strive to return to normal as soon as possible.
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