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Chapter 232 The Conflict Caused by a Loaf of Bread
The driver of the main driver slammed on the accelerator, and the car roared and rushed forward, but soon crowds from all directions began to gather on the street, and all the cars on the road were blocked, no matter whether they were locals or locals. Outsiders cannot escape the fate of being trapped in the car.

Not far away, someone lit a fire and began to burn the tires. The sound of gunfire could be heard in the distance. Li Rusong's face was serious, and he patted the driver's shoulder. The latter turned the steering wheel knowingly, and Lu Xun stepped across the middle of the road. Curb, and ran to the opposite lane.

"What day is it today? Why are there so many marchers suddenly gathered?"

Li Mingchu frowned and asked.

"I don't know. We haven't received any information before, and today is not a special anniversary. According to the parade calendar we obtained, the next large-scale parade should be three days later."

"Is it possible that it was aimed at us?"

"Impossible, you see, there are at least two thousand people participating now, and depending on the situation, the crowd is still gathering, no one can organize such a large-scale event in a short period of time. Just wait a moment, I Make a phone call to confirm."

Li Mingchu nodded, looking past the driver.

The crowd was still gathering, and those thin figures rushed onto the road frantically waving sticks and stones in their hands, trying to block every passing car, and those vehicles belonging to locals did not intend to confront the marchers head-on , If they found that they could not pass through, they immediately rolled down the windows to explain, and most of them were allowed to pass.

Even if one is dragged off the car now and then, the marchers just hand them flags to let them join the procession.

This kind of situation made Li Mingchu feel a little relieved. Judging from the performance of the marchers, at least the current situation has not evolved from public protests to outright violence. Maybe some people have begun to be irrational, but the overall situation is still controllable .

However, in any case, the most important thing is to figure out the purpose of these people, so as to deduce their final destination and try to avoid the route of crowd gathering.

The car was still driving forward at a slow speed, and from time to time someone lay on the window with a privacy barrier film, trying to see the people sitting in the car clearly. Their faces were squeezed against the window, looking distorted and terrifying.

The driver did not dare to open the car window to shout, because he was also not sure about the cause of the parade. If the marchers found foreigners sitting in the car, it might cause unpredictable consequences.

Li Rusong was still making phone calls, but as the crowd gathered more and more, the surrounding signal base stations had reached the upper limit of capacity, and the phone calls quickly became intermittent, and sometimes it took several times to explain a sentence.

"Why? Where? Just tell me these two things!"

"What? Bread? The bakery was smashed? Where? Can't hear you!"

"Agricultural Bureau? Got it! I've sent you my location. You should notify the embassy immediately to see if necessary measures can be taken!"

"We will now turn to Africa Avenue, heading towards the suburban airport, and pick us up from that direction!"

"Yes, Li Mingchu is in the car! Yes, it's the photovoltaic project. Fuck, it's broken."

Li Rusong looked at the mobile phone that had no signal display, and tried to call back several times without any results. Li Mingchu who was on the side was extremely calm.

In fact, he was in Sudan in 19. The situation at that time was much more serious than it is now. Even the car he was riding in was attacked by Molotov cocktails, but he finally turned to safety.

Therefore, the current situation is actually nothing more than a small scene to him.

"What exactly is the situation?"

He asked in a calm voice.

"Don't mention it, a bakery near the Afara supermarket inexplicably raised the price. The bread that was originally priced at 120 pounds was raised to 300 pounds. As a result, the clerk got into a fight with the customer, and the fight caused a big problem."

"The Sudanese pound has been depreciating recently. It has been depreciated from 300 to 670 in two months. The price of bread has never risen, but now it is estimated that the shopkeeper can't afford it."

In Sudan, bread is equivalent to domestic rice, which is the main food for ordinary people. Most families consume two to three loaves of black bread every day, and this part of the expenditure accounts for more than 70% of the entire household expenditure.

When the price of bread is around 120 pounds, a family of three can barely survive on the income of the man, but if it rises to 300 pounds, the money they spend on food has already exceeded the local average wage.

So, it's not surprising that there was trouble.

The only strange thing is why there is no sign of this price increase?

Hearing Li Mingchu's question, Li Rusong sighed:

"Actually, it's not without warning. We have anticipated this possibility before, but the official has not made a statement, so the local people basically still have a fluke mentality. They probably think that the official will use financial funds to increase subsidies."

"However, these food manufacturers probably have obtained the official decision-making plan for the next step from the inside, so they just raised the price regardless of it. It was this time difference that made a big deal happen."

While talking, Li Rusong patted the shoulder of the driver in the front seat, telling them to hide their guns in advance, so as to avoid that if they encountered a traffic stop and search later, the exposed weapons would further irritate the emotionally unstable people and cause more serious problems. s consequence.

For such a reason, Li Mingchu could only sigh helplessly.

As he had felt when he first set foot on this land, the country was indeed declining day by day.

£120 for bread?

The equivalent soft sister coin is only less than 1 yuan and 5 cents. In the golden age of sudan he once experienced, even if 100 pounds were dropped on the ground, no one would bend down to pick them up. At that time, 100 pounds was equivalent to At a full 400 soft sister coins.

Today, everything is different.
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In fact, everything has changed since the ugly country stepped in and forcibly split the country into two parts, north and south.

Putting away his thoughts, he asked:
"What's the plan now? Let's move over like this? If it doesn't work, find a corner and get off, I know the way."

Li Rusong shook his head:
"No, you haven't been here for several years in the early Ming Dynasty. Now Sudan's attitude towards the Chinese is not as friendly as before. Some of them blame our business for the current economic deterioration. We can't just get off the bus, otherwise if It's under attack and there's not even a solid cover."

"Let's go ahead with other cars, as long as you pass through the core area, the road behind will be fine. I have notified the company, and they will also contact the embassy. If necessary, they should pass the satellite on the car Call us urgently."

However, during the time he was speaking, the road ahead was completely blocked with oil drums and construction materials, and the demonstrators knocked on the windows of the cars one by one, forcing the passengers in the cars to get out of the cars to participate in the parade .

I don't know if it's out of safety considerations, or because I have sympathy for these ordinary people who can't afford to eat. The locals in the car in front get off one after another. The person's expression instantly became tense.

Finally it was their turn. The driver rolled the window open a gap and explained to the people outside the window in Arabic:
"Habibi, the people in the car are here to inspect the flock for Rift Valley fever infectious diseases. We just came from the airport and now we have to go to the hotel to pick up the equipment. The next step is to go to Port Sudan."

The black man outside the window gave him a suspicious look, then poked his head and turned his gaze to the back seat.

Then, the moment he saw Li Mingchu's face in the back seat, his expression suddenly changed.

Then, he turned around and ran towards the crowd behind him, shouting as he ran:
"Huaxia people! There are Huaxia people in the car!"

Li Rusong looked at the black people who were gradually gathering, with a look of panic on his face.

"This is troublesome, even the embassy can't send a car to get through now."

Li Mingchu sighed, took out a satellite phone from his suitcase, and shook his head while turning it on, saying:
"This kind of thing is not going to be resolved through the embassy."

"Let the driver drive, drive away from the crowd, turn left at the intersection ahead, and enter Africa Boulevard."

"Don't be afraid of hurting people, let them avoid us by themselves!"

(End of this chapter)