Take a plane to Africa

Chapter 39 If you don't have a wife, we can give it to you

"Watt?" Yom's eyes widened, "Huaxialong, do you have a wife?"

Yang Tianlong nodded and said with a smile, "My wife is here."

"Where?" Yom and the others looked around, but found no extra people.

"She's busy inside." Yang Tianlong said with a smile.

"Really?" Yom seemed a little unconvinced.

"Really." Yang Tianlong swears on his face.

"Well, we sincerely invite you and your wife to visit our village tonight." Yom said seriously.

"Another day." Yang Tianlong wanted to shirk.

"Tonight, we sincerely invite you." Yom said solemnly, "Hua Xialong, don't you want to be friends with us?"

"No, no." Yang Tianlong quickly waved his hands and shook his head.

"But I feel that you are very unhappy." Yom expressed his opinion.

"Where is it, we are good friends." After speaking, Yang Tianlong took out three more mobile phones and five MP3 players.

Before he came to the Congo, these MP3s were full of black favorite singers and music copies, and the 32G capacity contained more than 1000 pieces of music.

"That's all for now. This is an MP3 made in our country. The sound quality is also very good. It was professionally produced by a French sound engineer." After Yang Tianlong finished speaking, he handed the MP3 to Yom.

Yom put on the earphones, and quickly shook his head. It can be seen from his expression that he likes the explosive music in the MP3 very much.

"There is also a radio function." Yang Tianlong told him.

Yom tried it, and he was able to receive it, but there is only one radio station here in Bunia...

"Hey, guys, this MP3 is pretty good, and the quality of the music is great." Yom said, raising the MP3 in his hand and telling the villagers behind him.

Soon, Yang Tianlong reached an agreement with the villagers.

The quantity of wood for a mobile phone remains the same, a mobile phone for 6 pieces of wood, and an MP3 for two pieces of wood.

This suddenly made a business of 28 pieces of wood.

Yang Tianlong reckoned that these 28 pieces of wood were about 40 tons, no wonder so many Chinese people came to Africa to pan for gold, so they were aiming at this cheap raw material.

"Huaxia Dragon, then we will bring in the wood for you now." After Yom finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the villagers quickly brought in the wood not far away.

Yang Tianlong wondered, it turned out that this group of people had already prepared the wood.

After lifting the logs, the young black people scattered, apparently, they were going back to the village to show off their mobile phones and MP3 players.

Yom did not leave, but took a few middle-aged villagers to study with Yang Tianlong in the field.

When they saw this lush land, they couldn't help being surprised. If I remember correctly, this place should have been a wasteland a month or two ago.

"Hua Xialong, your crops are so well planted." Yom gave a thumbs up while speaking, his eyes were sharp, and he kept sweeping back and forth on the crops in the field.

"Thank you!" Yang Tianlong said with a smile.

"It used to be Mr. Blair's land, and I have never seen it so fertile." Yom said.

Brar is the owner of this land, an old friend of Wilmots.

"My cropland is fertilized after summarizing thousands of years of experience of my ancestors. Its fertility is at the same level as that of the European Union."

"EU?" Yom was taken aback.

"Europe."

"Oh." Although Yom responded lightly, his face was still blank. To be honest, the concept of Europe meant foreign countries to him.

But he also seemed to understand that planting crops on this land should yield a good harvest.

"Can you give us some during the harvest?" Yom looked at Yang Tianlong and asked.

"No." Yang Tianlong shook his head, with a resolute expression on his face, "I have already signed a contract with someone for these crops, but I will buy you a drink with the money from the sale."

"Really?" When he heard that Yang Tianlong was going to invite the people in the village to drink, Yom's face lit up.

"Really." Yang Tianlong nodded.

"Huaxialong, I knew you were a very good friend." Yom gave him a thumbs up, "Is there anything we can do for you?"

"I don't need this for now, I will call you when it is needed."

Yom nodded, and was just about to leave with this group of people, but was stopped by Yang Tianlong.

"Yom, what race are you from?"

Hearing Yang Tianlong ask this, Yom thought for a while and said, "We are Homers."

"Are there any Landu people around here?"

Yom shook his head, his face became serious, "It was the Landu people who drove us here more than 20 or [-] years ago. We used to live near the town of Bunia. You should know that it is a beautiful and rich town. .”

"Then do you still have conflicts with the Landu people?" Yang Tianlong frowned and asked.

Yom nodded, "There must be, but it's just some small frictions, which is why our village is so poor, and we still have to buy guns for self-defense."

Yang Tianlong said, "Is the Landu people powerful?"

After thinking for a while, Yom told him that in the past, most of the Landu people lived in remote places and belonged to barbaric and uncivilized peoples. However, after experiencing the massacre, the Landu people gradually took the initiative. Began to gradually migrate into the towns, and the Homerics and vice versa.

From the current point of view, the Landu people belonged to the absolute upper hand, while the Homer people, like other ethnic groups, could only defend themselves.

"It seems that the issue of African ethnicity is still very acute." Yang Tianlong said seriously.

"Hey, to put it bluntly, you are rich and live better than him, and others will be jealous." Yom concluded.

This point is very incisive, not only in blacks, but also in highly civilized whites and yellows.

Why did the United States attack Saddam and execute Gaddafi? To put it bluntly, it is because of the rich resources of others. You must know that in the 78s, those countries were one of the countries with the highest per capita wealth index...

"However, we are now gradually training our militia. We will not take the initiative to attack, but we will never sit still." Yom said seriously.

"Oh?" Yang Tianlong is very interested in the training of Yom and the others. In his limited memory, Africans fight wars and jokes, and many Africans still believe in the will of God. Pray sincerely, bullets will not hurt you.

"Huaxia Dragon, when will you come to visit our training?" Yom said suddenly.

Hearing that Yom took the initiative to invite him to visit, Yang Tianlong became interested.

"Okay, when?" Yang Tianlong looked expectant.

"Anytime." Yom said solemnly.

"how about afternoon?"

"Of course, after the visit, let's relax." Yom said seriously.

"Then I'll treat everyone to a drink." After speaking, Yang Tianlong took out a $20 card and handed it to Yom.

(End of this chapter)