Chapter 986 985. Theft (4/5)

Chapter 986 985. Theft (45)

Li Du would not believe all the words of the lion hunter.

Indeed, Cecil coins are less valuable than waste paper. This kind of currency is often in units of trillions. Because of the low level of education, the locals don’t even know how much paper money they have in their hands, because there are too many 0s on it. They can't count...

However, the Mozambique currency system has not collapsed, and the circulation in the country is still very good. However, this kind of currency is quite worthless. One hundred thousand Mozambique to Metical can only be exchanged for a few dollars.

Lei Moning smiled and said, "Mr. Li, food stamps are very common in our places. Not only do I print them, there are several Cecil tribes near me, and they also print them."

This Li Du believes that Cecil's currency system has collapsed, and some regional warlords print and distribute currency by themselves. The tribes that Lei Moning mentioned are probably warlords.

Speaking of Cecil, this is really a country that testifies to the abilities and qualities of native Africans.

Many people may not know that Cecil is a country in southern Africa rich in mineral resources and fertile land. When it became independent in 1980, its economic strength was second only to South Africa in Africa.

At that time, there were many white farms and ranches in Cecil, so it was known as the "African Bread Basket". At that time, the food from Cecil fed the hungry people in Africa.

In 2000, the good show came. President Mugabe didn't know if his brain was kicked by a donkey or what, and he began to implement radical land reform, forcibly confiscating the land of white farmers and distributing it to his "black brothers".

Then Cecil's agriculture, tourism, and mining industries plummeted, and the economy subsequently collapsed.

In the last century, the Zimbabwean was more valuable than the U.S. dollar. When it became independent in 1980, the exchange rate between the Zimbabwean dollar and the U.S. dollar was 1:1.47.

After the land reform, due to the collapse of the economy, the government's finances could not make ends meet, so it began to print money, which has become today's amount of hundreds of trillions of dollars.

Li Du is optimistic that South Africa can take this path. The IQ of native African blacks makes him feel anxious. It is very dangerous to let them govern the country.

As a person of yellow race, Li Du does not have the stupid idea of ​​white supremacy, but he has to admit that the upper limit of white people's governance of the country may not be high, but the lower limit will not be very low. In modern history, there is no example of a white country being overthrown due to government bankruptcy.

There is really no lower limit for blacks to rule a country, such as the Democratic Republic of the Congo, such as Cecil, or the whole of Africa now. Is this a modern country?

These are even admitted by Lei Moning himself. They talked about Mozambige, Cecil and South Africa all the way, and walked around the mine all the way.

In contrast, the environment of this mine is better than the lion hunter's underground mine. The underground river not only brings in water, but also brings in fresh air.

Working in the underground karst cave mine is not suffocating, nor is it very hot or cold, and the temperature is quite suitable. This underground river is equivalent to an air conditioner.

Also, even if the cave is oppressive, it has a large space anyway, unlike the underground rat hole mine of the lion hunter, people can't even stand up in it!

After the visit, it was time for dinner.

The workers went ashore to be searched and checked. After they had no problems, they went to collect food and put it in their bags. They put on black cloths to cover their eyes and were taken out of the mine.

"They only need to work twelve hours a day, and the rest of the time they can rest and play." Lei Moning said, "Isn't this work intensive?"

For Chinese and Americans, for any serious country, the working hours are too long, but for African miners, the intensity is really not much.

"I provide three meals a day, and issue food stamps once a month. If they work hard here for one year, the food stamps they receive can survive for five or even ten years." Lei Moning continued.

"Maybe you will mind if I hire child labor, but here, children have no chance to go to school. It is a great thing for them to work and support themselves. Many children can only starve to death!"

The boy who found the diamond earlier mixed in the crowd and was about to leave. Lei Mo Ning waved to him and said, "Hey, come here, kid."

The teenager was called out, and his legs trembled in fright. He lowered his head in panic and walked slowly. The closer he got, the more his legs trembled.

Li Du sensed that something was wrong. Lei Mo Ning's cultural level was lower than his, but he was far beyond his ability to control people's hearts and human nature.

So, since he found out that something was wrong with this boy, how could Lei Moning not find out?

He asked gently first, "Where are you from?"

The boy didn't speak, but just stood there with his head down, his body trembling more and more.

Lei Moning said: "Don't be afraid, you may know me, I am the general here, I am a kind guy. You work for me, I will protect your safety and provide you with food."

The boy quickly raised his head and then lowered his head, muttering something in the native language.

Lei Moning was stunned, and asked, "What language is this? I don't understand."

Li Du was dizzy, but there were too many African native languages, it was normal for Lei Moning to not understand.

A guard in charge of the mine came over and said: "Report to the general, his name is Banana Bug, he is a Pygmy, and he can't speak English or Portuguese."

Lei Moning nodded suddenly: "Pygmies, ha, Mr. Li, it's not me who hires child labor, it's a Pygmies."

Li Du said: "Pygmies? What tribe are they from?"

Lei Mo Ning said with a smile: "I'll tell you later, today you are lucky, haha, haha."

The lion hunter laughed too, and said, "I'll get a share later."

Li Du didn't understand what the two were talking about. Could it be that all pygmies are excellent cooks? But even if they are chefs, as underage children, what cooking skills can they know?

Lei Mo Ning nodded to the guards, and several black brothers pointed their bayonet-loaded guns at the boy, shouting in unison, "Hey! Hey! Hey!"

A guard tore the young man's tattered clothes and picked him up, yelling loudly. He spoke in Portuguese, and Li Du couldn't understand what he said.

The boy became more and more frightened, and finally his legs gave way, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously.

The guard continued to yell, and the other workers who were about to leave were all brought over, gathered around to watch the boy, and yelled.

Li Du didn't know what was going on, but he knew that he couldn't meddle in this kind of thing at will, at least he had to figure out the situation before making a decision.

But he probably guessed that this young man was either very timid and afraid of Lei Mo Ning, or he did something illegal, thinking that he would be noticed and fearful, for example, he stole a diamond.

After kowtowing, the boy reached into his pants with trembling hands, searched behind his buttocks for a while, then retracted his arms, opened his palms, and a gray rough diamond appeared in his hands.