When Yang Feng's plane landed, the resettlement of the hungry people on Ambuna Island was proceeding in an orderly manner, which was practically similar to fighting a war, and he had a top commander and a group of top officers.

Under the command of Manstein and the Prussian officers of the General Staff of the Ming Army, all the hungry people who were sent here were properly settled, and they were in command of a huge battle at the level of a million-strong army, and he was less than 10,000 hungry people, which was just a trivial matter.

After sending Kong Xiangxi to the water prison where Itagaki-kun had been housed, Yang began to inspect the hungry people, his army had already given up the barracks, and the soldiers lived in field tents, while the hungry people lived in clean and tidy barracks, because they had not touched real food for a long time, and now they could only give them rice porridge and surimi and other things.

The Ming Empire now has a special fishing company, high-horsepower trawlers, modern refrigeration plants, guarding the largest fishing grounds in the South China Sea, the amount of aquatic catches simply exceeds the demand on the island, special aquatic processing plants have been built, and even the first batch of canned fish exported to Europe were shipped half a month ago.

I don't know how many days, the hungry people who have not eaten a full meal, while shedding tears, eat at the same time, and regard the overseas Chinese volunteers who take care of them as relatives, when Yang Yuanshou appeared in front of them, Hula suddenly knelt down, crying and shouting to kowtow to him.

"Get up! In the Ming Empire, no one has to kneel except for their parents and ancestors! ”

Yang Feng said with a majestic posture.

Those hungry people did not get up, and they all continued to lie on the ground and kowtow.

"Well, no one listens to me?"

Yang Yuan's face sank and said.

He doesn't need any sensational performances, what he wants is to establish a majestic image in the hearts of these people from this moment on, and let them know that they must be absolutely obedient to their words.

The hungry people were stunned for a moment, and then they showed fearful expressions one by one, and then quickly stood up, but those who did not dare to raise their heads hung their heads in awe.

Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction, and began to look at the accommodation conditions of the hungry people, to see how they ate, and what they still needed in life, and by the way, to find some fault and reprimand the management personnel, all in all, after making the hungry people feel his majesty, and then feel his love, of course, in the eyes of those hungry people, they have nothing else to ask for, and the world that can feed them is already extremely bright, let alone live in such a good house, and there is music on the radio next to it.

"Marshal, thank you very much for your work."

Looking at the happy smiles of those hungry people, Yang Feng said to Manstein as he walked together, if it weren't for these Prussian officers, and his subordinates who had no experience in this field at all, they would not have made all this so orderly.

"It's our duty to thank you."

Manstein said.

The cruiser Yongle had returned from Prussia, and not only did it bring food and clothing to the hungry Prussians, but Yang Feng also sent donations to the Prussians alone. Because Prussia is still under partition occupation, neither the distribution of materials nor donations is through the occupation authorities, but with the permission of the British government, in the area of Hamburg by the sailors of the Ming Empire on this battleship, directly to the Prussian people. Boxes of instant noodles, down jackets, and gold coins printed with Yang Feng's portrait were directly handed over to the hungry and cold Prussians by these young oriental boys wearing the Panlong badge on their chests.

Although Yang Feng didn't pay much, he issued a total of one million Ming ingots, that is, twenty-eight tons of gold, as for the down jacket instant noodles are not worth mentioning, but he has gained the gratitude of the Prussians for generations, which can be seen from the heartfelt respect of those Prussians who worked under him when they saw him.

And after these gold coins were issued, the only thing those Prussians could do with it was to buy grain, and in the eyes of Führer Yang, it was obvious that the results of buying grain here alone were not fast enough. And at this time, the world grain trade is actually under the supervision of a special committee, and every country has import quotas, of course, this kind of thing just means, as long as there is money to make those grain merchants, they will not care about the quotas, especially the grain merchants in the rice country.

But in any case, if he wants to buy frantically without restrictions, it is still impossible after all, even if he has a sign for disaster relief, it is impossible to buy food that obviously exceeds his disaster relief needs, if that is the case, people with intentions can see his ill intentions at a glance. Therefore, the best way is to increase the purchasing power of the Prussians, not only to reap the gratitude of the Prussians, but also to preserve the vitality of the country to the greatest extent, so that it can recover against Stahlin as soon as possible, and to speed up the world's food tension.

He just learned that the Voyager can actually enter the deep sea, and as a scientific exploration spacecraft, it also has powerful detection capabilities, which means that the gold buried under the sea in this world can also be used by him.

That alone was enough for him to use gold as dung.

But even with Manstein's sagacity, he could not have imagined that behind his good deeds, there were actually so many conspiracies, and this old general, who had been worried all night for the suffering of his motherland, only knew that this person and his people were the only one and his people in the world who were sincerely helping their motherland, and at all costs.

He didn't think that the value of his people could be compared to Yang Feng's one million Ming ingots.

"It's just a trivial matter, I'm still the same sentence, as long as I have helped the Chinese, they are all my friends, as a friend, I will help without hesitation, I am a very simple person, a friend is a friend, in the words of our ancients, it is okay to stick a knife in both ribs, but the enemy is also the enemy, I will use the most ruthless means to deal with it, whether it is sha, Lin Du Qi or Wu Niu dividing the body, it is within my options."

Yang Feng waved his hand very casually and said.

"Now, isn't it time for us to meet our guests?"

Then he added.

"Edmond. Mr. Heckler and Theodore. Mr. Koch is also looking forward to your summons, and they have been stunned by the automatic weapons of the Ming Army. ”

Manstein said with a shrug.

Of course, he wouldn't know what the surnames of these two people represented in the history of Yang Feng's memory.

(Thanks to the book friend for the song of rage, for you (?) －？ Be merciful, Brother Zhi dezhi, handsome and unscrupulous. ）