When you are rich, there is Rheinmetall; when you are poor, there is Rheinsteel!

After a day of shaking, a group of people set foot on the Loess Plateau with thousands of ravines, then stepped on the accelerator and headed north, appearing on the edge of the Mu Us Desert.

"Where did you come from?" Looking at the endless desert in front of him, Abu asked what was in his heart. He could swear that this was the truest thought in his heart.

Obviously, his request was for Lin Yu to take him to the base area, but he never expected that they would go to the base area.

Lin Yu, who was driving, did not enter the city. Instead, he stepped on the accelerator and bypassed the road next to the city, speeding all the way to the north, and finally arrived at the edge of the desert.

However, it doesn't look like a real desert, because not far away, there are many people carrying hay and stuffing it into the sand, as if they are planting some kind of crops.

But when Abu looked around, he saw no harvestable crops, only squares on the ground, and in those squares, some kind of crops seemed to be planted.

But it doesn't look like much.

Although he was a little curious, he did not ask out loud, but looked at the desert in the distance silently, because he knew that Lin Yu would definitely give an explanation when he brought him here.

After waiting for a while, Abu did not wait for Lin Yu's explanation, but instead waited for a dark-faced man.

The man came to Lin Yu and the others, and stretched out his hand with excitement on his face. Halfway through, he seemed to realize that the dirt on his hand was not suitable for shaking the hands of the people in front of him. He quickly retracted his hand and turned around to leave. to the side.

His hands kept beating on his body, and his washed white clothes kept spitting out dust under the beating.

In just 10 seconds, a small sandstorm appeared around this man.

After brushing off the excess dust on his body, the man appeared in front of Lin Yu again. This time, he bravely stretched out his hand and said apologetically:

"Mr. Lin, uh... I'm sorry. The village called yesterday and said you would come over this morning. I was thinking of planting some trees in the morning and then going back to pick you up. I didn't expect you guys to come directly."

"sorry!"

After saying sorry, Zhao Dehan put his hands by his side, his head jerked downward, and his whole body bent at 90 degrees.

His movements were so violent that it didn't feel like an apology, but rather like force.

Lin Yu quickly raised his hand, lifted his bent body, and said with a smile:

"Actually, I should be the one to say sorry. After all, managing the desert is the most important thing for you. My sudden arrival has caused you some trouble."

"I hope you won't be offended."

"I came to you this time because I want to get the Western Scriptures from you and learn how to control the desert."

"The foreign friend next to me also wanted to see how we manage the desert, so I brought him here."

"Of course, I won't bother you in vain."

"I heard that you have been short of money, so this time, I plan to sponsor you 500,000 to control the desert."

"Give me your account and hurry up. The money will arrive this afternoon."

When he heard that there was a sponsorship of 500,000 yuan, the wrinkles on Zhao Dehan's face relaxed.

With a smile on his face, he raised his hand and pointed at the desert not far away, and said excitedly:

"Mr. Lin is overly praised. We live here. If we don't manage the desert, who can we expect to manage the desert?"

"As for how to control the desert, you can ask Mr. Lin whatever you want. As long as I know something, I will tell you everything!"

"There's no need for money, it's a bit wasteful!"

"this way please!"

Under the leadership of Zhao Dehan, Lin Yu and others stepped on the grass grid on the edge of the desert and walked step by step into the busy scene of the workers.

On the yellow desert, strong men dragged bundles of hay to the crowd. People with quick hands and feet opened the hay bundles, hugged the hay, and evenly placed the licorice in their hands on the ground according to a certain size.

Then there were people with shovels who pushed the hay into the desert. Several people worked together. After a while, a new row of grass squares appeared on the ground.

Seeing this, Abu finally couldn't bear it any longer. He slowly turned his head, turned his gaze to Lin Yu, and asked in a low voice:

"What's the purpose of bringing me here?"

"Same as before." Lin Yu stood there with his arms spread out like a cross.

At this time, he lightly stepped on his feet and leaned forward. Just as he was about to fall, he exerted force on his heels and pulled himself back.

Jumping on the spot, he continued:

"Those who transform me live, those who break me advance, and those who resemble me die."

"What you need is not to copy our development, what you need to do is to find your own way."

"These people in front of you are managing the desert and this Mu Us Desert."

"Hundreds of years ago, this area used to be a lush grassland, but due to excessive grazing and excessive human activities, it turned into a desert."

"Now, what they have to do is to turn this desert into that lush grassland and that woodland again."

"Among them, there are party members and ordinary people. There are men, women and children."

"They have believed since decades ago that this desert will definitely get better and will be managed by them."

"For the tomorrow they believe in, they have been busy in the desert for decades, holding shovels, hay, and food, just to turn this desert into a lush grassland again."

"The small grasslands we stepped on just now are their masterpieces."

"This work is hard, very hard, and very hard."

"But they did it, and they did it without complaints!"

"Can you understand what it means?"

"If you can understand it, then your Taliban will have a clear direction of action. If you don't understand it, even if I force it for you, there will be problems in the end."

The gentle words echoed in Abu's ears, making this 50-year-old Pashtun a little at a loss. Until now, he didn't understand why Lin Yu brought him out here.

But the meaning behind the words made him confused.

Why can the future of the Taliban be seen from these people's governance of the desert.

After thinking for a while, my head was still a little confused.

Even a little dizzy.

Closing his eyes and relaxing a little, Abu simply sat down on the sand, watching the busy men and women without saying a word.

As Lin Yu said, these people who manage the desert are men and women, old and young. They hold shovels, hoes, and hay in their hands, and they laugh from time to time.

It seems that such work makes them very happy.

But can such work really be happy?

If it is in Afghanistan, people who do such work will definitely not be happy, because this kind of work seems to have absolutely no money. If there is no money, you can't support yourself and your family, so naturally you won't be happy.

So, these people are happy because of extra reasons.

So, what is the reason?

Slowly, the Sharif's eyes lost focus, and his whole spirit was immersed in his own thinking.

After a long time, the strange feeling on his head woke Abu up from his meditation. When he raised his head, he found that he had a straw hat on his head.

And Zhao Dehan, who put the straw hat on himself, was standing next to him, looking at him with concern.

The two looked at each other, and Abu easily saw concern and happiness on the other's face.

At this moment, a light flashed in his mind, and then the light exploded the moment he saw it, exploding into a beautiful cloud.

And in this cloud, there are some words described in the books he has read during this period.

[Without accumulating small steps, there is no way to reach a thousand miles! ]

[Those who do not plan for eternity are not qualified to plan for the moment; those who do not plan for the overall situation are not qualified to plan for a region. ]

[See the big picture from the small! ]

[……]

These words jumped in the clouds, as if they wanted to form an article or a sentence, but it seemed that because of his own reasons, this sentence was always a little short, so that the words kept dangling there and could never take shape.

This feeling that the goal was close at hand, but he could never grasp it, made Abu very headache, very annoyed, and very angry.

He held his head with both hands, shook it madly, and even lowered his head and hit the sand in front of him hard.

The self-mutilation-like action stunned the two followers who had been following him.

The two stared at the person on the ground for a while, then subconsciously jumped to Lin Yu and Abu, using their bodies as a railing to separate the two.

At the same time, the two also looked at Lin Yu angrily, wanting to ask him what he had done to their Sharif.

But before they could ask, Abu behind him raised his head, with a head full of fine sand, and said weakly:

"You two get out of the way, I have something to talk to Mr. Lin about."

He slowly raised his head, and at first, he could still see some confusion in his eyes, but when he raised his head completely, the confusion in his eyes dissipated, leaving only determination.

Opposite, Lin Yu, who had been standing, also sat down at this time, crossed his legs, and responded calmly:

"Desert control is a century-long plan for our nation. It is also a job that requires a lot of investment in the early stage, but cannot bring benefits in the early stage."

"These people, because of a hope, have been using their own hands and their own wisdom for decades to find the trick to control the desert, and then locked the desert firmly here."

"Now, we are starting to counterattack the desert."

"There are still many such jobs in our country, but we have been insisting on carrying them out."

"And you will encounter the same job."

"How to deal with these jobs depends on your own choice."

"And the way you deal with it will also attract the attention of others!"

At this point, Lin Yu stopped talking and cast his eyes on the busy people in the distance. Then, his right hand kept picking up the sand on the ground like ADHD, and then let the sand fall from his fingertips.

When the sand in his hand fell, he continued to pick up the sand and repeated the previous action.

Next to him, Lin Yu's words made Abu fall into deep thought again. He saw the colorful clouds again, but this time, the words in the colorful clouds were no longer swaying randomly like before, but began to reorganize regularly.

After more than ten minutes, all the words disappeared, just like that suddenly, and the colorful cloud disappeared with it.

The words and the clouds disappeared together. Abu did not show panic on his face, but a satisfied expression.

Because he found his own way.

Afghanistan is not a vassal of anyone, nor is it a power of anyone.

Afghans are just a group of ordinary people who just want to live a peaceful and happy life.

Building a peaceful Afghanistan is their deepest and most basic desire.

I can use some small events to bring together the various ethnic groups in Afghanistan and eat away their ethnic differences bit by bit.

And all of this is about persistence, persistence in one's heart!

He slowly opened his eyes, stood up, bowed deeply to Lin Yu who was sitting on the ground next to him, and said softly:

"Thank you, my friend, you have been thinking about us from the beginning to the end, and trying to avoid your influence on us."

"Thank you!"

"You are our true friend!"

"If Afghanistan is really peaceful one day, I would like to invite you to visit Afghanistan and help us become prosperous!"

Listening to Abu's excited words, Lin Yu slowly raised his head and locked his eyes with Abu's eyes. The brown pupils were clear as water at this moment, like two old pools, deep and unfathomable.

And he also exuded a sense of confidence involuntarily.

Feeling these changes, Lin Yu uncrossed his legs, lay on the sand, looked at the blue sky, and asked casually: "Do you understand?"

"I understand!"

"Really understand?"

"Really understand!"

"Then lie down for a while! These warm sands can be used to remove moisture."

Although he didn't quite understand what moisture was, Abu still lay down as Lin Yu said, closed his eyes, and slowly fell asleep.

Lin Yu's eyes also closed, and just as he was about to fall asleep, the phone in his trouser pocket rang.

He reluctantly took out his mobile phone, and looking at the one signal bar on the mobile phone, and the call from the other side, he was furious.

Getting up from the grass square, he took the phone and walked to the sand dune opposite, and answered the call:

"My dear Mr. Dana, do you have another project?"

As soon as the voice fell, Dana's voice came from the receiver:

"No new project, it's the previous contract, and the contract payment has been received in full."

"I called you to ask you to prepare to receive the payment and then transfer the payment."

"As for the account receiving the payment, I have sent it to your email address. Remember to delete it after reading it once."

"And according to the contract, you need to ship the first batch of equipment worth about 100 million US dollars before the 20th of next month and send it to Iraq."

"If you are slow, according to the contract, you will lose money."

"In order for our cooperation to last for a long time, I suggest you keep this matter in mind."