Global Famine: Starting from Inheriting a Thousand-Acre Farm

Everyone got on the plane.

Let's continue the journey!

Boss Wang and Boss Zhong called the talkative guy over.

Then they beat him up.

"You're the only one who talks too much! You're the only one who talks too much!"

The guy was so stunned by the beating.

What happened? Why did he get beaten?

On the plane, the captain and the soldiers were all lost in thought.

Suddenly, a soldier's voice rang in his ears: "Captain, do we have to report everything?"

The captain took a deep breath.

Hesitated for a moment, and said, "Report it!"

They had previously reported that there was a small settlement here.

The superiors said that the army was too busy.

And this time, they were going to report the situation of this settlement, especially: they were not short of food!

What a happy thing this is!

Dongguan Military Region, a large settlement.

It was divided into twelve districts in total.

The headquarters was in District 1.

In the conference room, senior military officials and administrative senior officials of the settlement were meeting together.

They were studying the future of the settlement.

"Let me report on the recent work. Recently, more and more refugees have gathered here, and all kinds of work have become more difficult. I will talk about housing alone. There are gaps in each district, and District 12 has the most homeless people, nearly 5,000 people. Due to the shortage of housing, public security and environmental sanitation are also major problems. The director of the Housing Committee stood up and expressed the problems he encountered.

Someone knocked on the table, and a fat middle-aged man adjusted his glasses and stood up, saying: "Housing is secondary, the most important thing is food. Now the food in our granary is estimated to last less than a year."

Food!

Everyone was worried.

Then a man came in, a soldier.

He stood at attention and made a report.

The military leader waved his hand and said, "Sit down."

The soldier sat down again.

The military leader, the commander, asked: "What happened just now? Did the special operations team encounter difficulties?"

"Report to the commander, they encountered a small settlement with about 4,000 residents. ”

The faces of the directors of the committees all changed slightly.

Someone knocked on the table again: "We are already overloaded here, and we can't accommodate more people. What do you say to them?"

"I have already explained to them that we have no way to meet them. Of course, if they insist on coming..."

The director of the Food Committee slammed the table and stood up, saying loudly: "Nonsense! What will they eat if they come? We don't have enough food now! Also, what is your special action team doing? Why are you staying in that small settlement and wasting time instead of doing your work?"

The director of the Housing Committee also stood up and said loudly: "I want to express my opinion on this matter. We really can't accommodate more people here. Don't squeeze more people into our place!"

Someone else stood up and said: "Yes, our settlement is already overcrowded. Is there any way to make everyone settle down? ”

How to settle down?

Everyone stared.

There is no way to settle down.

All you can do is eat and wait for death all day.

You can't do anything.

What else can you do?

Even food is almost unavailable. As for industry, of course it has stopped working.

Everyone was silent.

The commander slammed the table and said loudly: "You are here to solve problems, not to complain. Tell me, what other problems do you have? "

Then everyone spoke up, and all the problems were brought out.

There were also demands.

Everyone was overwhelmed.

Not enough food.

Not enough housing.

No sanitation.

Nothing to do!

Is this fair?

No justice!

But what can they do?

Suddenly, someone came up with an idea: "Otherwise...we organize some people to go to the wild..."

Will this method work?

At least in terms of food and housing, it makes sense.

If nothing unexpected happens, going to the wild will definitely be a one-way trip.

There are many dangers in the wild.

The commander was also in a dilemma.

At this time, the soldier who had just returned suddenly received another call.

The commander looked at him and said, "Why are there so many things?"

The man didn't dare to say more, so he had to ask the commander for instructions.

The commander looked very unhappy and could only allow him to answer the phone outside.

But soon, the man hurried back, and his face was red with excitement.

"Commander! Big things, commander!"

The commander slammed the table and cursed, "Where is your concentration? What's the big deal? Tell me!"

"It's like this, Commander, the special operations team just now..."

The directors were unhappy and said one by one:

"That special operations team again? They are looking for food experts!"

"Why do you waste your time doing nothing all day?"

"I think your military should also strengthen management!"

The commander slapped the table and then it became quiet.

Then he looked at the soldier.

"Commander, the special operations team said that there is a lot of food in that settlement!"

This sentence set off the whole venue.

A lot of food?

How is it possible!

The director of the Food Committee asked loudly: "How many?"

"This... I don't know. But they all work in the same mine, and each person's daily salary is paid in grain, which is ten kilograms per person per day!"

"Impossible! How is this possible! There is a food shortage everywhere now, how can it be possible for each person there to receive ten kilograms of food per day? What a joke!" The director of the Food Committee's neck became thicker.

Ten pounds!

Or everyone!

Four thousand people, each weighing ten pounds, how much is the day's expenditure?

Absolutely impossible!

The director of the Housing Committee also said coldly: "Are you kidding me? What kind of special operations team of yours did this? Ten pounds per person per day? Where is there so much food now? How could anyone still be so wasteful? of?"

For every adult, one pound per day is enough, right?

Ten pounds more!

What a liar!

The commander patted the table.

Everyone fell silent.

The soldier said again: "I have confirmed it again and again. They had a meal in that settlement. Of course, it does not mean that everyone has ten kilograms of food a day, but that people who work in the mines, their wages That’s ten pounds of food every day, and there are hundreds of people working in the mine!”

Now everyone is not calm anymore.

Is this actually true? !

This is amazing!

Hundreds of people, each given ten pounds, that’s several tons!

The director of the Food Committee gritted his teeth and said: "There are still such wasteful bastards now? Why don't we gather them together?"

The soldier said loudly: "They don't cook collectively, but each family cooks individually."