Hassan would never doubt Du Feng's words, just as he had no doubt that even if he died here, this person would be able to save himself.

Soon after Du Feng left, Hassan had already begun to instruct people to prepare diplomatic matters.

Even if there were some differences in the president's sudden request, these people still had to do it, and all of a sudden, the state apparatus that had not yet been equipped with all the parts was already in operation, and the spokesman, the manuscript prepared in advance, and the founding speech were put on the agenda.

After Du Feng walked out of the council hall, he was about to go to the headquarters of the Hurricane Company in Aleppo to have a look, passing by a small shop, and seeing that Zhengzhi walked in with Besenia at noon.

"Boss, two risotto, one eggplant. Du Feng walked in and said.

"Okay, wait a minute!"

Now that the war is over for just over a week, many small shops in Aleppo have resumed business one after another, and there is a thriving scene, who would have thought that a few days ago it was still worried about food.

The solution to the post-war food crisis, which was also the opinion of the Salem cabinet, was the opinion of the Salem cabinet members, and no one expected that the NATO bloc would be defeated so quickly in a war, which also left a large number of prisoners in prison.

They didn't adopt the way Du Feng had extorted bamboo and blackmail, compared to the captives at that time, this time they were more than five times as many as the last time! The overstocking of more than 10,000 professional soldiers not only wastes a lot of manpower and material resources, but also riots if they are not done well, so they began to use the prisoners of war of the NATO army Hassan in exchange for the material resources urgently needed in Salam, most of which are vegetables, fruits and grains, and are transported inland in large quantities from the port, and the prisoners of war are being sent out little by little, but after the prisoners are at a stable value, they will not be returned, and they must continue to serve as temporary hostages in Salem.

With the food shipped from the European Union, state-run food by-product stores have sprung up like mushrooms, and the streets and alleys can be traded with electronic money represented by the Hurricane Company.

After the establishment of the trading system and market supply, it will not be difficult for these once preserved hotels to reopen.

Du Feng's dishes have not yet been delivered, but he is not in a hurry, and Besenia has a word of chatting idle days, quietly waiting for his food, he likes to taste the food here very much, especially the steotto here with the taste of Madras curry, although the name is the same as the northern Chinese cuisine, the taste and appearance are very different, very exotic.

Eggplant stuffing is also a must-order dish, which is made from small eggplants that are unique to the region and filled with filling.

This dish is also the most common home-cooked dish for the wintering in Syrian families, from breakfast to dinner, and even as a snack, as a rule, Besenia eats it herself, and can eat two plates in one meal.

Du Feng and Besenia were eating food quietly, and there were many Syrians who came in a hurry, and there were many people who enjoyed the food slowly, and in this city built on the ruins, there were actually class relations.

"Praise be to Allah, who provides us with food and bread and makes us obedient ones, thanks to the Lord. A Syrian sat at his table, looking at the food on his plate, apparently at the end of his meal.

In Syria, the prayer taught is somewhat similar to that of the West, but it is divided into two parts, and the one that is simply like "The meal is opened." This is followed by a long prayer after eating.

"Can the Lord hear this prayer that the church no longer exists, it has been blown up, and the new government has no intention of building a temple at all?" said the bearded man sitting next to him.

After all, in Syria and most of the Middle East, doctrine often means too much, and even most countries are theocratic regimes, and the government sometimes even needs to listen to the church.

The newly established regime in northern Syria, Salem, is completely modeled after the democratic republics of the United States and France, although the constitution and state system have not been fully determined, but if this development continues, it will also lead to conflicts with the church.

The transformation of a society often takes a long time, but Du Feng can't wait too long.

The meal ended quickly, even if he was nostalgic for the taste, he would lose a little interest when he was full, Du Feng came to the front desk and said, "Boss checkout." ”

The owner of the restaurant, who had been busy, was a simple middle-aged man, he finally turned around to look at Du Feng in front of him, and said with great surprise and respect: "Are you from Huaxia?"

Du Feng nodded and smiled: "Yes, I am from Beishan, Huaxia. ”

"You're from Huaxia, so you're from Hurricane Corporation, right?" the boss seemed to be a little excited.

It is not difficult to deduce that the current Salem is an international illegal regime, and it is a turbulent area, and foreigners are not willing to come at all, so only the Hurricane Company accompanies them.

Du Feng nodded again and said, "Of course, this is my colleague. ”

The boss nodded vigorously, but the more he nodded and spoke, his voice was a little crying, and he said, "Sir, thank you, can this meal be regarded as my invitation to you?"

Du Feng shook his head and pointed to his mobile phone and said, "Let's come, people come here every day to eat and drink for nothing, don't do your business." ”

The restaurant owner didn't seem to back down: "You can eat as much as you want, you can do business or not, I just want to repay you, my daughter was saved by you, and my hometown was also saved by you, we can't repay it!

At this time, a little girl walked out, looking at Du Feng with big eyes and curiosity.

"Is this your daughter?" Du Feng looked at the little girl and said to the restaurant owner.

The boss nodded, and said with some pampering: "Yes, she is my little daughter, Asha, quickly Asha says uncle is good!"

Unexpectedly, the boss said these three words in Chinese.

"Hello uncle!" said the little girl, "can uncle not give Asha an injection?"

Hearing Asha's words, the restaurant owner smiled awkwardly, apparently for a little girl, illness is just as terrible as injections.

Besenia squatted down and "tricked" Asha with a piece of candy that had been searched for half a day, and Asha looked at her father, and after allowing it, she came to Besenia's side with a happy face.

Du Feng watched Besenia and Asha having fun, and also smiled and took out a few pieces of cash and put them in Asa's hand: "Come and uncle, I'll give you some too!"

Du Feng's few renminbi can make the boss anxious, for his daughter and his life-saving benefactor, he must not let him break the bank like this.

"Asha can't ask for it!" said the boss.

Du Feng smiled and said: "The boss invited me to this meal, I won't pay for the meal, but I gave this money to the child, so don't take the child's money back." The children are still young, and they will go back to school when we build the school. ”

"School?" said the boss quickly, he didn't expect his children to have a school, after all, there is not a complete building in Aleppo now, let alone a school, or the resumption of education.