1053 The Power of Poverty [This Chapter Is Authored By: My Kitchen Knife Thief Strong Title and Updated-4/?]

Isabella's success in raising a small team did not attract the attention of the international community. People's eyes were still fixed on the federal foreign military sales issue.

Under Lynch's "suggestion", the Ministry of National Defense seemed to have figured something out and included some slightly backward weapons on the foreign military sales list, and the prices were very low.

It can even be said that the military industrial enterprises themselves do not make much money from selling these arms, not a lot of money.

The reason why military industrial companies are willing to do this is that they can get some additional subsidies from the federal government.

Secondly, this can also clear out their inventory, at least not causing them to suffer losses.

You know, warehouse storage itself is also an "expenditure", but many people are not aware of this consumption.

But in the final analysis, the longer something accumulates, the loss of value of the goods itself is a problem, and the occupation of the warehouse is also a problem.

Now there is a good opportunity to clean up these things and still make money. The military-industrial complex will not complain.

People are not even willing to spend money to buy backward things. Except for some classic firearms, they cannot place their hopes on the people's purchasing power.

The list of arms sales has been increased, which also adds more content to the negotiations. In addition to paying the corresponding money, those who want to purchase these federal military equipment also need to deepen cooperation in other aspects.

In short, driven by this idea, the Federation's external work has made a huge leap forward.

"So...you plan to promote farming and livestock farming in Marillo?"

Mr. Trueman looked at the report in his hand and couldn't help laughing, "Is this really a genius idea, letting them carry weapons to farm and herd?"

On Sanchez and Isabella's territory, some people have begun to promote the benefits of growing cash crops and operating livestock.

For example, as long as they grow tobacco leaves or cash crops such as cotton, there will be dedicated personnel to recycle them.

There is no need for them to bear additional costs and work. They only need to plant the seeds, and when they grow and mature, the federal people will come and purchase these crops and products.

The same goes for pigs, cattle and sheep. As long as they are available, meet the requirements, and are not diseased or defective, the federal people will buy them all.

As soon as these news started to spread, someone reported it to the Ministry of National Defense and the Ministry of International Affairs. No matter from which point of view, this is necessary. After all, this is also an interference in the internal affairs of other countries.

Not much though.

Lynch didn't laugh, "You think it's funny?"

Mr. Trueman put down the document and spread his hands, "Sorry, I shouldn't laugh at this, but it's really... haha, it's a little funny."

"It's hard for me to imagine that, you know?"

"The hatred between the Malorians and the Malorians is longer than the history of the Federation. These things cannot resolve the hatred between them unless one side dies!"

The problem between the Malorites and the Malorites has been studied by sociologists in many countries. They believe that this kind of racial hatred with a long history cannot be changed by humans at all.

There was an opportunity before, when history changed and dynasties collapsed, and there was a chance to change, but society spontaneously chose a different direction.

The conflict has intensified again and is even more terrifying than before!

This is also the mainstream view. Unless one person is exterminated, it will never stop.

Not stopping means that both sides will have a sense of crisis, and they will be wary of targeting each other, so Mr. Trueman believes that economic actions will not change anything.

They will not lay down their weapons.

That's impossible!

Lynch didn't take Mr. Trueman's "ridicule" to heart. "Everyone has their own areas of expertise, so I don't take it to heart that you are unprofessional."

Mr. Trueman gradually frowned. He picked up the document again and looked at the content on it. "Is there really a chance that what is mentioned in this document will come true?"

Lynch slowly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, "You have never been poor, so you don't know people's fear of poverty, nor do you understand people's desire to get rid of poverty!"

His words left Mr. Trueman with no way to refute, because Lynch was absolutely right, he had never been poor.

He was born into a family of military officers, and almost all the men in the family were military officers.

His grandfather's grandfather was only a federal sergeant when he retired from the army. By the time his grandfather arrived, he was already a federal major.

His father was a colonel before retiring, and he had reached the rank of colonel before leaving the military.

If he hadn't hoped to change the situation of the federal military's lack of actual power through politics, maybe he would be almost a federal major general now.

Many of his brothers and sisters are also in the military, serving as middle- and high-level leaders in the military. How could a family with such a background experience the power of "poverty"?

Even if this family is not "rich", it will definitely not be short of money.

"Give me one." Mr. Trueman hooked his fingers, and Lynch threw one over. He opened the package of the cigarette and said, "Many friends said they like this cigarette. Maybe you can consider it." Make more.”

Black Gold Supreme is not sold to the outside world, but its high quality has indeed made many people who don’t like cigarettes like it.

The reason is simple. The mellow taste and slight throat hit can make people feel like a "man". More nicotine can quickly make people feel pleasure by smoking it.

Until now, Colorful and Shi Luck have not cracked the formula of Black Gold Supreme. They can also come up with cigarettes with similar nicotine concentration, but the throat hit of these cigarettes prevents many people from smoking it.

Only those old smokers who have been "tested" for a long time can smoke, but it is positioned at the top group of society, so in the field of high-end cigarettes, it is still a family-owned world at all times.

Lynch nodded, "This matter is easy to handle. Just give me an address and I'll donate some later."

He used "donate" instead of "send" or "sell". Sending often means conveying benefits, which will cause an uproar among some people who don't know the truth.

Selling involves the abuse of the budget. Sensitive people at the bottom are very concerned about every penny they pay to the country. Some people don't even have to go to work to pay attention to these situations.

If they find out that some people use their tax money to buy high-end cigarettes that they cannot afford or buy, they will definitely explode.

Mr. Trueman nodded, "I'll make arrangements."

He took a puff of cigarette and exhaled the cigarette in a relaxed manner. "I really don't know the horror of poverty. Maybe you can tell me?"

Lynch sneered, not politely at all, "I can't let someone who has never eaten meat taste the taste of meat through my description."

"If you don't despair because of a few hundred yuan or even a few dozen yuan, you don't understand why people are afraid of poverty."

"Money is a simple commodity, but it can determine people's happiness or sadness. It is much more powerful than you can imagine."

Lynch adjusted his sitting posture slightly, "In short, I think there will basically be no problems in this matter. We will not purchase these agricultural products from the warlords. We will go directly to farmers and herdsmen to collect them."

"In this way, the warlords will lack the means to control the lower class of society. People at the bottom of society can gain wealth because of cash crops and agriculture and animal husbandry, and they are more inclined to live a stable life."

"No one wants to be surrounded by chaos, everyone wants to be born in the Federation!"

Mr. Trueman nodded. "I'll try to convince Congress."

Because this kind of matter is related to the policies of the two countries, it cannot be decided by just one person on his own. The federal people's purchase of the agricultural and animal husbandry products of the Marillo people at least involves the import of the federation and the export of Marillo.

This is a national policy relationship. Mariro's side can easily talk about it, but the federal side must convince Congress.

Lynch pursed his lips and said, "Give you a point of support."

Mr. Trueman nodded. Lynch tilted his chin slightly and glanced at the pen on the table. The former immediately picked up a pen, "You can just say, sometimes I'm not sure Can I understand your expression?"

This is just a small complaint, a small joke.

Lynch continued, "If we could control the economic backbone of this country, how much influence do you think we would have over Marillo?"

“Whether people can fill their stomachs, whether they have money to buy the products they want, and whether they can live a happy life all depend on whether their products sell well.”

"When their products are unsaleable, the first person to feel the pressure is the Mariro authorities. Whether it is the military government or the central government, they will feel the pressure from the entire society."

"If they can't solve this problem, the people will overthrow them. Of course, I'm not talking about arranging people to guide anyone to do this. We are just putting some facts in front of them and letting them decide for themselves!"

"We would have a docile, obedient neighbor instead of a hellish neighbor!"

Mr. Trueman took notes carefully. When he finished writing the last word, he put his fist on his chin, looked at the notes, and thought seriously.

There is no doubt that Lynch opened up an idea for him that he had not thought of, which is the strategic layout at the national level.

He can already imagine more and further, this method is beyond the times.

The more he watched, the more he felt that Lynch was a madman and a genius. It was a pity that he was unwilling to enter politics.

"You should sit in my position, you can do better than me!" Mr. Trueman said sincerely, this is not a compliment!

Lynch smiled and shook his head, "I'm sitting here, where are you sitting?"

"In the Oval Office?"

Without waiting for Mr. Trueman to say anything, he ended the topic directly, "We have discussed this issue before, and its outcome will not change in any way!"