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Gary shouted loudly, but it was clearly too late.

Without the slightest etiquette, the children scrambled to grab the chocolate from Gao Siqi's hand.

In the confusion, Gao Siqi's hand was scratched.

"No, no, really no. Gao Siqi kept speaking in English, but the children still didn't let go, hoping to get more food from Gao Siqi.

In addition to the children, the adult doors in the tent and wooden house also walked out one by one like zombies who only had food and no ability to think, and they approached Gao Siqi and the others step by step.

There are more and more people, and the situation is very dangerous.

Gong Lieyang took Gao Siqi's hand and stepped back, but he was soon surrounded by the crowd.

The security team members protected Gao Siqi inside, and the guns he was carrying were loaded.

"Stand back! Stand back! There's no food here!" Gary's back was already drenched with sweat.

This situation is in Gary's worst-case plan, and of course there are strategies to deal with it, and the security forces can cope with this kind of situation.

The poor people want to eat, not to die, and they dare not go further when they see the posture of being fully armed.

They stopped and shouted in the local language.

"We want food!"

"Please give us food!"

"We are really hungry, please give me some food. ”

"My child hasn't eaten decent food for three days, please. ”

People said and crowded to Gao Siqi's side.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out.

The security guards opened fire into the sky, and the situation was brought under control, and the poor people stopped and did not dare to step forward.

Gao Siqi looked at the poor people with pleading eyes, and knew how eager they were for food.

Not far away is the villa district of Cape Town, home to the wealthiest people in South Annon, and a new generation of wealthy people who emerged from the class changes in South Ando after the 90s.

These rich people drive luxury cars, live in villas, and enjoy a luxurious life, in stark contrast to the poor people here who can't even eat a piece of bread.

At this time, Gao Siqi understood the importance of making food for the future, so that all people in the world will no longer be hungry, which may be a bit ridiculous, but with the promotion of Pangu technology, it may be possible to achieve it one day.

Gao Siqi is full of sympathy for these poor people, but she is very sensible, this is not the time to show sympathy, if she stays here any longer because she has security, she will not have an accident, but these poor people may have an accident.

Without the slightest hesitation, Gao Siqi and the others left the slum under the escort of security.

After leaving, Gary said, "If we didn't have security forces, I really wouldn't dare bring you here." ”

Gary sighed and said, "Poverty and crime are a dead cycle, and many people go to crime because of poverty. ”

Xu Limin wanted to know about the local welfare policy in South Anfei, and said: "For these people who lack food, there are no local assistance measures?"

Xu Limin can't imagine that there is still such a scene in South AnAfrica, which was once known as a developed country in Africa, and it may be even more shocking to extrapolate it to other countries in Africa.

No matter how poor most of the Xia people are, they still don't have to worry about eating. But in the slums of South Anfei, food is a luxury.

Gary replied, "Measures, of course." Not only the local, but also the United Nations will have food aid every year. ”

"But. Gary shrugged his shoulders and said, "Ten tons of aid food may only reach three tons, or even less than three tons, and most of them are still diverted by powerful people to sell to the market. Even if all ten tons of food arrived here, the quantity would not be enough, and there would be too many hungry people. ”

As soon as he said it, Xu Limin understood

And for example, the food aided by the United States is really so kind to help you?

One ton of grain that the United States will definitely ask for more than two tons in return.

Not to mention minerals, you also need to be able to wave your own flag in the international arena.

"This time, I'm going to take you on a tour of the slums and the importance of food to South AnAfrica, as Mr. Corbiro asked," Gary said. Ms. Gao and Mr. Xu, if Pangu Technology can really stop the people of South Anfei from starving, then you are the heroes of South Anfei. The people of South Anafrica don't need Mandela, they need people who feed us. ”

Gao Siqi and Xu Limin knew the weight of this sentence.

"So where is our next visit?" Gao asked.

"It's also a slum. Gary's answer surprised everyone.

"Didn't you just finish visiting the slums?" Gong Lieyang wondered.

"There are a lot of slums in the Capt, and we're going to visit the white slums, and I'm sure you're going to be interested. ”

The bumps along the uneven roads of South Anfera reflect the actual decay of the superficially glorious Cape Town.

This is the main road of the city.

In the Xia Kingdom, if any major road could be bumped like this, the people of the Xia Kingdom would have scolded their mothers a long time ago.

Ten kilometres from the city is the Emerald Lake, which is a small and inconspicuous lake among the large and small lakes in Cape Town.

Again, it's a place with beautiful views and pleasant scenery.

Emerald lakes, blue meadows, blue skies.

If such a scenery appears in the summer country, it will definitely be a resort mecca.

"I fell in love with Cape Town. Gao Siqi said: "If you forget the unpleasantness just now, then it is really scenery everywhere." ”

"This is the white ghetto. Gary said.

Gary's tone was much more relaxed at this point, and it was clear that the white ghetto was far less dangerous than the black ghetto.

On the lake, Gao Siqi saw a white man fishing, so he stepped forward to talk to him.

The white man named Kevins, Chinese New Year's Eve, is a South Anfian of British descent, and is already a fourth-generation immigrant.

If you just look at Kevins's dress and temperament, you really can't tell that he is a pauper.

But he was a pauper, and he fished not by the lake for leisure, but for his own dinner.

"Can I go to your house and have a look?" Gao Siqi said.

Kevins looked at his catch, three bass, and said, "Of course, I'd love to." ”

After walking for a kilometer or so with Kevins, we arrived at the white ghetto.

Gao Siqi was quickly fascinated by this place, which is a slum, and it is simply a paradise for art.

Instead of tents, people in the slums live in old trucks, old RVs, or wooden huts that they have built.

The outside of the house is tidy and tidy, there are no smelly gutters, no garbage thrown away at will, and there are graffiti full of artistic smell outside the house.

"It's unbelievable it's a slum. ”

(PS: This chapter is not discriminatory, let alone glorifying white people, everything described in the article is true, and you can go to Nan'an Africa for field investigation and verification.) ）