Chapter 784： : Good Mr. Nicholas.

Gaskell walked up to the prepared microphone, raised his hand, and signaled everyone to be quiet in the dialect of the Oroman tribe. This was a bit off-topic, Tang Dao couldn't understand it, and the translator under his hand could only understand Somali , your language with local color makes people helpless.

The crowd gradually quieted down. Gaskell is a teacher, and people with knowledge are always respected.

Gaskell chattered again, and the people of the Oroman tribe below looked at him with very complicated eyes, but no one said anything, and they were all timid. The little angels and others next to him were fully armed, with Assault rifles are particularly prominent.

What Tang Dao saw in their eyes was numbness, ignorance and timidity. The civilians living at the bottom of the world could not understand too much, and they lacked enough self-confidence.

"Mr. Gaskell, tell them that there are 20,000 people in the town today. Each family can receive 5 dollars according to the population. A family can get 5 kilograms of rice and 3 kilograms of pork." Tang Dao is taking the money directly Smash, motioned Gaskell to help translate.

How much are these?

The total is only 100,000 U.S. dollars. The rice and pork are transferred from the base first. There are still some stocks, and there is not much money. As long as Tang Dao is willing, in a word, everyone in this town can be a rich man.

But this is obviously impossible.

Gaskell was very surprised when he heard Tang Dao's words, "Sir, are you... telling the truth?"

"Of course." Tang Dao nodded.

The other party grabbed the microphone excitedly and yelled to the audience below in a crackling voice. After a moment of silence, the crowd suddenly cheered. The decibel must have exceeded 90 decibels, and it was all noise pollution.

"Quiet, quiet, go back to each family, when the time comes, we will be disbanded now." Gaskell was afraid that so many people would be excited and cause unnecessary trouble, so he announced the disbandment decisively, and the people below hurried home and prepared Things to pack rice.

Gaskell also saw a woman secretly pushing a fast car in the crowd. People's bad car was infinitely magnified with poverty, which made him very embarrassed. He looked at Tang Dao, but the latter didn't seem to see it. , was whispering to other people nearby.

Gaskell heaved a sigh of relief, and the public's performance made him blush too.

Thankfully the new chief didn't see it.

"Mr. Gaskell."

"I'm here." Hearing Tang Dao calling himself, he cheered up and tried to squeeze a smile on his face, but he was not handsome, and this smile seemed far-fetched.

Tang Dao's right hand hung in the air, "We plan to build a school that can accommodate about 2,000 students. All fees will be free. If you have time, you can persuade school-age children to come to school. At present, we will divide it into primary and secondary schools."

Build a school!

Gaskell felt his nose was sore. The new chief came up for the cause of education, which moved him very much. The school in "Aguadong" was just a stone house, and even basic electricity was impossible. Today, there are no electric fans, and some children don't even have books. Their education is more like a kind of literacy.

This kind of condition cannot be described in the word "difficult".

And, most importantly, there are about 2,000 school-age children here, but many families do not want them to study, because they need to help subsidize the family, study, and have enough food?

If you don't have enough to eat, you have to go to work with your family to help others.

But Gaskell understands that reading can change one’s destiny. He has long wanted to renovate the school, but a modern school costs at least one million dollars. If you want to build a big one, it costs tens of millions. dollars.

"In addition to this, we also plan to set up an adult school, mainly for adults with basic knowledge. For other infrastructure, someone will connect with you." Tang Dao said.

This adult school is actually just an overview of the current savior company. Blacks are lacking in brains, but their physical fitness also shows that their quality is essentially higher than that of other countries. This adult school is to teach them some simple weapon operations. , Military generalization, etc., for the future, to train officers at the bottom.

Others, such as subsidies and allowances, are all under planning.

Tang Dao stood outside with his hands in his pockets and watched for a while, and then led people into the old chief's big house. It has to be said that after anyone has power, the first thought is to improve their living conditions. If the Oroman civilians outside are living for a bite of food, then this old chief is already enjoying his life.

The floor is covered with smooth and gorgeous carpets, and the air is filled with the smell of fragrant mosquito repellent water. This is a small two-story building with a garage. The area is not small, about 500 square meters.

It was bought by Tang Dao from the widow of the old chief. It is planned to be expanded here. The arsenal must be available below. As long as you buy the civilians of the Oroman tribe, no matter who comes here to make trouble, it will fall into the people's war. .

"Aguadong" is now equivalent to the capital. As long as the living conditions here are improved, other Oromans will move here slowly.

He has found several partners.

Stayed in the villa until around 1:00 p.m., when the transport convoy arrived, more than a dozen large transport vehicles drove into "Aguadong", and began to unload the materials in an orderly manner. The rice with German characters was still steaming, The pork that had just been lifted out of the cold storage shocked everyone in the Oroman tribe.

The crowd is slowly piling up, and then keeps coming forward.

The employees who maintained order saw that the situation was not right, and fired directly at the sky. There were also people on the carriage guarding. Seeing that the situation was not right, the machine gun fired at a height of about three meters.

It is quite now!

The words of the bullets are more transparent than anyone else. The employees let them line up through the loudspeaker, and in order to prevent people from rushing, they made them into two, and everyone stood outside, and then let one or two hundred people go in to collect supplies. After the separation, the crowd quickly calmed down.

Gaskell has been standing by the side. When he saw the chaos of the crowd, he was also shocked, but he quickly suppressed it. This has a new level of view on the Savior Company. It is absolutely impossible to organize it so quickly. It's not something ordinary people can do well.

He watched those shabby-dressed civilians leading their families to carry rice and pork, and then took the money. The smiles on their faces were real. The five dollars was enough for them to live frugally for a month.

I haven't seen this smile for a long time.

Gaskell looked at the villa as if he could see Tang Dao sitting inside. He understood that this Asian must not have helped them for no reason. It is also common in Somalia for brothers to draw swords at each other for a bite to eat.

He must have a purpose, but what does it matter?

At the very least, the civilians below got real supplies.

Gaskell has also been passionate about reading, and he had an idea, "Let black people no longer have the humble right to speak in the world!" But this is a dream after all, and the reality is too cruel. The once teenager is struggling now, and the world Those people, who cares about your life?

But if you have oil, gargoyle, Hans the cat, and even a rabbit can call you brother.

And what about Somalia?

Compared with other African countries, it is too poor.

"God, finally sent his angel."

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