The Gambia is close to the sea and is affected by the monsoons with abundant rainfall.

In some places close to the inland, the quality of the land is also okay, but the cultivation methods of the local people are too rough, and the yield of rice they grow per mu is as little as 1340 catties, and the more is only 2300 catties, which is not enough to meet the needs of the country itself.

And the peasants, under the guidance of the experts of the Institute of Agricultural Sciences, use selected rice varieties and intensively cultivate the land, and the yield is two to three times higher than theirs!

Finally received the rice seedlings, Zhang Bingshen rushed to his farmland in the light rain.

Zhang Bing was not the first batch of workers to come here to farm, he heard from the first people that the farm was not big before, but later a big boss invested and bought all the land along the coast and coast of the farm in one fell swoop, so that it has the current scale of more than 1,000 hectares.

However, not all of this large land is suitable for farming.

The real cultivated land is only about 800 acres, of which more than 500 acres are used to grow rice, and more than 300 acres are used to grow green vegetables and other cash crops.

In other places, in addition to the captive chicken, duck, pig, cattle and livestock farms, they have been converted into agricultural dormitories, as well as farm headquarters.

However, some places have been renovated and turned into commercial land, such as department stores, small supermarkets, game halls, movie theaters, and barber shops, which are more complete than Zhang Bing's hometown.

These stores are basically opened by Chinese people who come to Africa to do business, and their sources of goods all come from the distribution center of the farm's headquarters.

Zhang Bing feels that the consumption here is no different from that in China, and the currency used is RMB.

On top of that, prices are still low.

He walked and walked, but when he passed a large tree, he turned sideways intentionally or unintentionally, and quickened his pace to go around.

He knew that in that dense shade of the tree, there was a camera hidden.

He found out last year when he was lazy and climbed up a tree to dig out birds' eggs, and at that time he didn't know what it was, and he was shaking the camera there to rip it off the tree.

Soon a motorcycle drove up the road, two men were under a tree, and guns were aimed at him.

The scene at that time frightened Zhang Bing and almost peed his pants on the tree.

Fortunately, the other party did not shoot directly, but asked about the situation and knew that he had no malicious intent, so he did not pursue the matter further.

At the same time, the two people kindly told him that the reason for installing these cameras was because the black people near the farm often came to steal vegetables and harm the farmland, so he asked him not to break the surveillance on the trees in the future.

This is a fool!

The north side of his farm is all cut off by a concrete wall, and there is also a barbed wire fence by the river.

Zhang Bing didn't believe it at all.

Later, his dorm mates told him that the people with the guns had not lied to him, and that the Gambia was poor, one of the poorest countries in Africa, with a per capita income of less than $1.5 a day.

They don't steal vegetables, because Africans don't have the habit of eating vegetables, but they sometimes come and steal corn and potatoes, especially when the rice is ripe, they often swim around the river, cut the rice and run.

Zhang Bing was skeptical of these words, but since then, when he sees those big trees with hidden cameras, he will subconsciously stay away.

A few minutes later, the farmland he was in charge of appeared in front of him.

Zhang Bing reminded himself that he must work hard.

To be honest, he is now a little accustomed to here, the farm is full of Chinese people, everyone speaks the same thing, the food is no different from that in China, as long as he works hard, the salary is also very high.

There were many times when he didn't want to go back to his poor country home.

Zhang Bing figured out that when he made enough money, he would go back to his hometown to marry a daughter-in-law, and then bring his daughter-in-law over.

Unlike Zhang Bing, who is looking forward to the future, Wang Fangjun and his comrades-in-arms are worried about the problems faced by the base.

After nearly a year of construction, the farm has a new look.

There are more than 2,500 peasant workers in charge of farming and animal husbandry, as well as nearly 3,000 people who set up shops on the farms, as well as more than 600 technicians and scientific researchers who have been secretly transferred from the six laboratories of Infinity.

More than 800 armed personnel, including some family members, and a small number of European scientific researchers, the entire base totals more than 8,000 people, and there is a steady stream of people coming every month, which is quite large.

Inside the base, it is a small closed society, where everyone's food, clothing and entertainment are located.

Chen Weidong and Lin Zeju will regularly use ships to send supplies to the base.

Now food, meat, poultry and eggs, including dairy products, can be self-sufficient, and the supply has been changed to some daily necessities, as well as steel plate materials and other materials needed for the military industry, as well as research materials.

For those who live inside the base, the entertainment aspect is not a problem either.

Cafes, movie theaters, game rooms, tea houses, bathing centers, gyms, underground shooting ranges, and more.

In addition, at the beginning of the year, Infinity launched another rocket, carrying two communication satellites, which can connect the base network to the infinite network.

Even the latest international movies and news, they can also see them for the first time, and they will not feel disconnected from the outside world.

The base has developed to this day, and Wang Fangjun, as the security director, is absolutely satisfied.

But the problem is that I don't know what's going on, but the African tribes who are close to this area are very dissatisfied when they hear that the prices here are very cheap, but the rice, corn and other crops sold to them are still sold at the market price.

They threatened to evict all the people here if the farm did not sell them grain at the same price and allowed them to buy supplies on the farm.

Rice is the staple food in West Africa, and although the Gambia values agriculture, the blacks here are generally lazy, so productivity is very low, and they have to import about 60,000 tons of rice every year to barely meet domestic demand.

As for the arming of the local tribes, Wang Fangjun did not pay attention to it at all.

They now have underground munitions production lines, and those machines can produce light weapons including light machine guns, automatic rifles, rocket launchers, grenades, etc.

If they could build another ammunition factory, they would be completely self-sufficient.

If all the fighters are dispatched to the base, with their excellent tactical literacy and sophisticated equipment, they can even serve them the opponent's nest.

But they can't!

This is a secret base, and in the event of a large-scale armed conflict, it is tantamount to exposing the inside of the base.

They had no choice but to send someone to negotiate with the local tribe and explain to them that all the materials on the farm were transported by ship from abroad, and these materials were only enough to meet the needs of the farm.

The grain sold to them, planing out all kinds of costs, actually has to be upside down.

All the money the farm makes here is used to subsidize the cost of shipping, and it is only now that it can break even.

In order to convince the other party, the representative also showed a purchase list, from which it can be seen that the food and daily necessities on the farm are indeed being sold at a loss.

The tribes only need to check a little bit of the price of the agricultural products sold on the farm, and they can get the conclusion that the farm basically does not make money in The Gambia.

But it's one thing to know, it's another to accept or not.

Africans have a problem with the fact that they are being exploited.

When they realized that the farm was making profits from them and subsidizing the farm's internal staff, the clan members were not only not discouraged, but became even more angry.

They angrily said that they were poor enough, and it was unacceptable for the farm to exploit them.

Although other international grain exporters will not take a penny less from them because of poverty in Africa, those grain exporters are not here after all, and they can only curse those black-hearted businessmen in their hearts.

But the farm is different, the farm is right under their noses.

The difference between the two lives, once compared, is too strong.

The neighboring tribes were unable to accept this result calmly.

Instead, they demanded that the farms either supply them with food at low prices or get out of here.

For their unreasonable demands, Wang Fangjun naturally couldn't agree.

Besides, even if they agreed, how could the boss accept this result and pay for it for nothing, and cheapen these tribes?

They informed the local government of the matter and said that the land was a private land purchased by the farm and hoped that the local government could assist in dredging the work.

If the local tribe feels that selling rice to them at a high price is exploiting them, then the farm can sell rice elsewhere.

The local government in The Gambia also doesn't want the farm to close.

Domestic rice is already dependent on imports, and buying it locally has at least solved part of the demand.

However, the local government is also a little dissatisfied with the closed attitude of the farm.

Since the establishment of the farm, it has been a number of Chinese and whites, and farmers have never been hired locally.

The locals do nothing every day, but they watch the big fish and meat on the farm, and live a rich life, how their mentality is balanced.

Regarding the dissatisfaction expressed by the local government, Wang Fangjun could not make the decision.

The base is definitely not allowed to let the locals in, there are too many secrets inside, let the locals go in and wander around, maybe it will cause a bigger incident.

But at this time, it is not appropriate to meet the requirements of the locals at all.

After all, this is Africa, and there is no rule of law.

Even the staff of the local government are all from various local tribes, and their interests are the same.

In the end, Wang Fangjun and the others came up with a solution, that is, to build another farm outside, an open farm that was cut off from their farm.

Then the farm was handed over to the locals to cultivate, and the farm sent someone to provide them with some technical guidance on agricultural production.

As for the locals, whether they can endure hardships like the Chinese people and take care of the farm work carefully is up to them.

Anyway, all the harvest from the outer farms is sold to the locals at a reasonable price, and they themselves are not willing to pay attention, so it is no wonder that others are no one.

Otherwise, will you have to farm to feed them?

After discussing with some researchers on the farm, Wang Fangjun got in touch with Chen Weidong through the Internet.

(End of chapter)