The Sahara has been populated since 500,000 years ago, but until now, the total population of the desert near Noda is less than 2.5 million, which is equivalent to the population of a third-tier city.

Less than 1 person per kilometer on average!

The economic development of the desert is extremely difficult.

During colonial rule in the Sahara Desert, the colonial authorities showed no interest in the economic development of the land.

However, after the outbreak of the Second World War, especially after the authorities discovered that there were abundant oil resources in the area, it immediately attracted international interest and investment.

But the people of the desert have nothing to gain from mining, on the contrary, it is counterproductive.

The deterioration of environmental conditions has further led to the influx of nomadic pastoralists into oases and towns, resulting in overcrowding and poverty.

The high wages in the oil fields attract large numbers of workers, but traditional livelihoods are disrupted, not to mention that jobs are few and not permanent. Among the traditional products of the desert, only dates, especially those from the northern oasis, have maintained their important position commercially.

Salt is still being refined, but now it has to compete with cheaper imported salt.

Since 1950, only tourism has developed considerably, but it has been confined to the edge of the Sahara Desert due to the inconvenience of transportation and the provision of accommodation and catering.

As for transportation, the Sahara Desert is traditionally camel caravans, which are slow, strenuous and dangerous.

There are dangers of getting lost, overheating, suffocating sandstorms, starvation, thirst, and robbery.

Despite all the dangers and difficulties, the Pan-Saharan trade of caravanserais routes connecting the oases has continued since very early times.

Of course, all of this, starting in May of this year, completely changed.

If you're a tourist, then when you come here and eat grilled naan dipped in sand, there will always be a local who gives you a thumbs up and praises and says 'Chinese, Niu B'!

Then I will tell you a magical and bizarre story in the local dialect, and there are many versions of the story, but basically it starts on a windy morning.

From the miraculous east wind came a winged Chinese man, who took a magical bag and sprinkled a handful of God-given magical seeds in the sky, and then the entire desert ruled by Satan came to life.

Zhou Cheng flew here, and when he heard this story for the third time, he finally couldn't help it, and said in his heart that Tang Xiaolong dared to fly from the sky in the morning when the wind was howling, and he was not afraid to blow his pants away?

However, bragging is bragging, Tang Xiaolong's ability is indeed not small, ordinary people get the best tomato seeds, at most, they sell them to foreigners, let them fry and eat them.

But Tang Xiaolong has always insisted on maximizing profits, and after he got these seeds, he did not sell them to the natives here, but signed a cooperative development agreement with them, and received the support of the state, and even operated as a diplomatic project.

When he saw Tang Xiaolong, Zhou Cheng's eyes almost widened, this guy was driving an off-road vehicle, wearing a floral shirt and toad glasses, and was swaying back and forth in the wind and sand.

After Zhou Cheng walked around with him, he admired his business acumen more and more.

The gang has created more than a dozen large-scale tourist attractions along the Sahara Desert, which have been transformed into green plant kingdoms by the finest tomatoes.

Tang Xiaolong yelled at Zhou Cheng as he drove.

"Mr. Zhou, don't you know, the money of the foreigner brothers is simply too easy to earn, much easier to deal with than those people who pick and search in China, do not bargain, but also enthusiastic, you see I earn their money, they still have to sing the praises of merit to me, see who is coming, you have to say Chinese cattle B!"

I have opened 18 large-scale eco-tourism bases on the periphery of this desert, and in the very center, a large piece of primitive desert style has been retained, so that tourists can see the oasis and see the desert after they come!"

After Tang Xiaolong took Zhou Cheng for a walk, he parked the car in front of a hotel built in the desert, pulled out the car key and handed it to the hotel staff who parked the car, and pointed to the hotel to Zhou Cheng.

"Mr. Zhou, what do you think of this hotel? Pure sand is also one of the characteristics here, and you can usually make an appointment to stay. ”

"Hehe, what about now?"

"Hey, aren't you here now? It must be a VIP VIP, and this hotel is also my own property, whoever you want to live in, go, I will immediately let people vacate the luxurious presidential suite." ”

As soon as Tang Xiaolong led Zhou Cheng into the hotel, the foreign waiters at the door and the bar counter inside, etc., collectively stood up and shouted in broken Chinese.

"boss cow B, Chinese cow B!"

Zhou Cheng was stupid, Tang Xiaolong patted Zhou Cheng's shoulder proudly next to him and smiled.

"How about Mr. Zhou, I call it cultivating their patriotism, now this young man and big girl, look at it, how many spirits they have!"

Zhou Cheng covered his face speechlessly, and the two went all the way to the so-called luxury presidential private room on the third floor, and Zhou Cheng cried again at a glance, this private room is not as good as a one-star hotel in China.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhou, this place is naturally incomparable with China, but here, it is definitely NO.1, you should know that the accommodation and catering here have always been rare, and it would be good for ordinary people to have a shelter from the wind and rain, except for the sand in this desert, everything else is ridiculously expensive! That is, I spent a lot of money to build such a luxury hotel here. ”

Zhou Cheng pursed his lips, looked at the instant noodles marked with $100 on the table in the room, and said in his heart that it was a pity that this guy didn't worship Wang Gang, and he was even thinking about whether to introduce Wang Gang and Kang Yun to this guy.

Tang Xiaolong opened a pack of cigarettes and handed one to Zhou Cheng.

"Mr. Zhou, don't look at this is only 15 pieces of Hongta Mountain, here, 150! It must also be a beautiful knife! This is not an ordinary Hongta Mountain, this is the Hongta Mountain that has crossed mountains and mountains, crossed the ocean and crossed the sea, and passed through the world's first desert! Smoke one and taste it, does it smell of sand!"

Zhou Cheng took the cigarette and sniffed it, his nose wrinkled.

"I said, how long has it been since you sold this cigarette?

Tang Xiaolong took a leisurely puff and waved his hand.

"Hey, we can smoke this cigarette, how do foreigners know what it originally tasted like, besides, foreigners have bullied us for many years, and now it's time for our serfs to turn over and sing, slaughter them, what's wrong with slaughtering them, they are much fatter than us, in the hearts of keyboard dogs in China, buddy is called Tianxingdao, compared with the price you gave to Yueben, buddy is much kinder, and selling a truckload of Hongta Mountain is not as good as selling a flying machine for you. ”

Zhou Cheng covered his face in shame, and finally couldn't bear to smoke this Hongta Mountain, which crossed mountains and mountains, crossed oceans and seas, and passed through the world's largest desert.

Throwing the cigarette on the table, he cleared his throat and said with a serious face.

"Uh...... Recently I was quitting smoking, and I ...... Let's stop smoking, let's get down to business. I've come all the way this time to make a big deal with you. ”