Rise of the Wasteland

Chapter 1055 Winning

Zhou Qingfeng originally thought that he would just give some cassava, which is the main crop in Africa, with a large output, and Uncle Hei's staple food. As for nutrition and taste... Anyway, don't expect Chinese people to like to eat it every day.

But Zhou Qingfeng didn't make it clear, Qin Weidong thought his boss wanted it, and the first item of food he sent was 500 kilograms of sugar. This is a good thing!

People who often carry out outdoor activities habitually bring high-calorie food, but where does the high-calorie come from? Basically just sugar. Normal adults only need a small amount of sugar every day to meet their survival needs, and they can't die without strenuous activities.

Seemingly ordinary white sugar can be used to preserve life.

Angola's cane sugar export volume is not small, and Luanda, as the capital and the largest port, brings together a large number of export goods across the country. Although after a year of tossing, there is still more or less white sugar left.

After confirming that Zhou Qingfeng had sent 500 kilograms of sugar, 'Dongshuang' was quite surprised. This thing is basically priceless at present, and it cannot be bought at all. Even the Chinese powers that have been selling food don't offer this commodity.

Especially the situation of 'Dongshuang' herself is special. The design of the power armor makes her only able to eat some liquid food, and sugar can easily supplement her calories.

"Thank you." With short hands, Dongshuang's thank you was quite sincere.

"Hehehe..., it's just a little sugar, it's a gift from me." Zhou Qingfeng said, "Don't worry about it too much", but in his heart he yelled, "I don't even have a lot of fucking sugar."

In addition to sugar, there were two barrels of palm oil in the van. The importance of cooking oils has been said several times. To put it simply, if there is no oil in the cooking at home, I don’t know how many people can eat.

In the past, it was said that the poor lived poorly, and it was often described as "there is no oil star in the meal", which can also explain the importance of cooking oil. Without the supplement of fat, people can't do heavy physical labor at all, and their physical fitness will seriously decline.

Two barrels of palm oil made Dongshuang say "thank you" again. This thing can really improve her life. She was obviously very satisfied with Zhou Qingfeng's gift, and Zhou Qingfeng wailed in his heart again, "I don't have much palm oil" besides smiling.

The next big head is really cassava, only a small bag of coffee beans moved 'Dongshuang' again. Yes, she was really moved!

'Dongshuang' wearing a helmet couldn't smell the coffee beans directly, but she held a bag weighing about one kilogram, but she sighed in a choked tone: "I haven't had coffee for a long, long time?"

"How often did you drink coffee?"

"Should be. I have a coffee machine and I'm desperate for a drink."

'Winter Frost' grabbed the coffee and went back to his container truck, and ordered the maid to start grinding the coffee immediately. That eager look was in stark contrast to her terrifying power armor.

After the coffee is brewed, it can only be poured through a small hole in the back neck of the power armor. That seems to be part of the life support system of this combat machine, just like the backpack water bag equipped by ordinary soldiers.

'Dongshuang' who drank coffee took a long breath, and his spirit was obviously relieved. People who drink coffee regularly will become addicted, and it will make people irritable if they don't drink it for a long time. The coffee that Zhou Qingfeng brought was simply the best comfort medicine, allowing her to sit quietly and relax for a while.

"Go down all the cassava in the cargo, so that everyone in the settlement will be happy." "Dongshuang" in a good mood casually ordered to his maid.

The maid immediately took the order and left, her brisk footsteps representing a happy mood. Before long, the entire settlement resounded with bursts of jubilation. Although more than four tons of cassava is not much, it is already very difficult for the seven or eight hundred residents of the settlement.

"You go down and let them eat them all?" Zhou Qingfeng felt that he should keep some as a reserve anyway.

'Dongshuang' leaned on her special iron frame chair, listened to the cheers and admiration outside, and whispered: "There are fewer and fewer things that can be picked up in the ruins.

I didn't get enough grain this time.

I came back several days late, and the people in the settlement were hungry for several days. If there is nothing to eat, everyone will die. So... whatever your reason for approaching me, I need to thank you for the food. The whole settlement thanks you. "

"Hehe..., I like people to thank me very much." Zhou Qingfeng suddenly felt that the things he gave were not in vain, and that 'Dongshuang' was sometimes considered a sensible person.

"I think you are different from others, very different."

"why would you say so?"

"I begged your countrymen to help me, but they refused. They are not as generous as you."

"You have a bad relationship with them?"

"I once robbed your compatriots and killed several of them."

"Ahh... no wonder they hate you."

"Please, but your compatriots did it first. They tricked me into trading, dug a hole in an attempt to trap me, and tried to take my power armor as their own. Don't think your compatriots are so kind and do evil things They didn't do less. There are no good people now!"

The 'Dongshuang' who was calm just now suddenly became furious. Zhou Qingfeng had no choice but to jump some distance away, in case she suddenly went flying.

The two confronted each other like fighting cocks for a while before they sat down again. After a long silence, 'Dongshuang' asked out of words, "Sorry, my temper is so bad, I can't control it. Tell me, you Why are you looking for your compatriots?"

"I need them."

"You're kidding, you're strong enough, you don't need anybody."

"I'm serious, I need to win over a group of Chinese people to follow me."

"Ha ha ha..., you want to build a bigger power, right? Then you are in trouble. Among the powers in Africa, your compatriots are famous for being stubborn and conservative. They never trust outsiders, whether they are white or Black people, they're all extremely repulsive."

"It's okay, I know it's not easy. No one trusts anyone now, but I believe that everyone should believe in actual interests." Zhou Qingfeng took off his helmet, picked up his share of coffee and smelled it, "If I can Give you unlimited coffee, will you come with me?"

"You want me to rely on you? You can't rely on coffee alone." 'Dongshuang' kindly declined.

"What if I provide more supplies? Things like tonight, ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times." Zhou Qingfeng increased the price layer by layer.

'Dongshuang' breathed heavily, but it calmed down again after a while. She still shook her head and said, "You can't give me what I want."

"If you don't tell me, how do you know I can't give it?" Zhou Qingfeng brought the coffee to his mouth and took a sip. Free and easy with full confidence.

'Dongshuang' snorted coldly, "You know? Men who are too arrogant are annoying. You'd better find a way to get me out of this damn 'mobile refrigerator' first. Now, get the hell out of me next door .I'm going to rest."

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