434. Bring the team
Uncle Yang called back the thin black people, and everyone continued to look at each other and stared at each other.
These black men just now wanted to surround Simba and hunt it. I really don’t know whether to praise them for their courage or their courage.
But they were quite easy to manage. Yang Shubao blocked them and waved his hands repeatedly, and the people stopped.
He thought things had stopped, but a rhino passed by. The little black people were even more excited and stood up and waved their arms and screamed.
"Stop, stop, you dare to mess with this? It's several tons!" Yang Shubao quickly blocked them.
There was no way to communicate with each other in language, so he had to give food to the spirits and sent some fruits, and Yang Shubao signaled them to eat whatever they wanted.
A black man came out, and he first bowed to Yang Shubao and thanked him, then acted as if he was drinking water.
Uncle Yang understood that these people were thirsty.
He asked the elves to fetch water again, and there were paper cups in the reserve, each with one paper cup.
The black people were very interested in paper cups. After drinking the water, they tried the weight of the paper cup and laughed. Some people stared at the paper cup attentively, while some people crushed the paper cup with a little force, which scared him so much that he quickly supported the paper cup.
Uncle Yang signaled that the paper cup could be thrown away, but everyone still held it in their hands.
The black people don’t know how long they will work with him, so they have to prepare daily necessities for everyone.
The police were very irresponsible and ignored them after pulling them over, not even equipped with bowls, spoons, bedding.
Accommodation is quite easy to solve. Yang Shubao has no empty houses, but there is one in the town police station. The police station has a lot of space and no one lives at night. Benson runs to the small town as soon as he gets off.
He would rather go back and forth fifty kilometers to and from get off work every day than live in the town all day long.
Anyway, the police car is public, and gasoline can be reimbursed.
Yang Shubao led these people to Hluhluwe, and helped them buy bedding, pillows, bowls and spoons. He saw that these people were barefoot and bought shoes for them.
These people were holding something and giggling at him, saying 'Haruharu', and Lao Yang was probably thanking him.
He had to distinguish these people, so he bought pins and cloth in the small town, and he cut the cloth into small pieces for them to pin on his chest, and the cloth had numbers written from one to fifteen.
Then he asked these people to start class in a row, "You are 1, 1, yes, that's 1, I'm calling you, do you know? 1, oh, 1, read with me, 1!"
He pointed at No. 1's chest and said several times, No. 1 finally understood.
These people are very stupid. Logically, since they have been demonstrated with No. 1, it should be much easier to guide others.
It's useless at all.
When it was the 2nd, he still had to teach the same thing. Until the 15th, he spent about the same time and energy to teach them what they meant.
At this point, Lao Yang was exhausted.
He felt that he might be able to use evolutionary techniques for these people. To put it bluntly, he has raised so many dogs, and these dogs are now more clever than the group.
This is understandable. The group must have lived in tribes before being abducted to the farm. Their social development level is almost primitive society. From the primitive society to the information age, this span is too large.
After the teaching is over, memory must be strengthened.
So Yang Shubao put his hands behind his back and started shouting: "No. 1!"
Number one came out.
“No. 2!”
The second came out.
"No. 3!"
No. 3 did not move, staring at him.
Number Two turned around and said a few words to him, and he scratched his head and walked out.
Uncle Yang breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately there was someone who understood it.
Before he could call No. 4, No. 4 had already come out on his own initiative.
Yang Shubao began to feel depressed again. What is this? Learn from one example and apply it to other things?
He had no choice but to sigh and continue teaching.
This time he mobilized the people and let No. 1 and No. 2, who performed well, help him guide No. 3 and No. 4.
After much trouble, these people finally understood the relationship between themselves and the code name and also understood the pronunciation of the code name.
Uncle Yang looked up and it was dark.
He took these people to dinner and scattered them one by one.
The black people were very honest and satisfied with this kind of food. They held the plate and signaled to Yang Shubao with bright smiles on their faces.
Lao Yang was a little disgusted by the fact that he was soft and not hard, so he added another chicken leg to each of them.
Life in the tribe is definitely not very good. These people chewed all the chicken leg bones, and in the end they were all left with some scraps.
The plate was licked cleanly.
After seeing this, Xixi was curious: "Are you doing charity?"
Uncle Yang sighed and said, "It's almost the same."
He took his group to the police station. The police station was big enough but there were not so many beds, so they could only use the floor.
Fortunately, the weather is neither hot nor hot now, and it is quite comfortable to play on the floor.
The natives also had no beds in the tribe. They lay mats and lay down, without even covering the quilt, and just covered them with the large cloth wrapped around their bodies.
Put all the pillows aside, no one uses them.
Uncle Yang was surprised and picked up the pillow and asked them why they didn't use it.
Fifteen people looked at each other and shook their heads together, frowned, and looked confused.
Uncle Yang stuffed No. 1's head and demonstrated it to them.
The pillow was very soft, and he smiled after he put it on the pillow. He turned it around twice and seemed to like it quite.
These people now understand that the pillow is used to sleep on it.
Seeing them smiling over and over again on the pillow, Yang Shubao felt a little sad. These people were quite pitiful.
But after getting fresh, they took out the pillow again.
I am used to sleeping and lying flat, but I can't sleep with my pillow...
Uncle Yang didn't care about this, as long as they could have a good rest.
He walked out of the room and closed the door, and there were stars outside.
The weather conditions are very good today. The stars are shining in the night sky. Looking south and north, from south to north, many stars hang in the sky, orange, yellow and white, with bright light shining, and colorful purples.
Uncle Yang glanced at him and some stars gathered together. He guessed that it was the vast Milky Way.
At this moment, he looked up at the sky and realized that the universe was vast and time and space were infinite. What is human beings? What is money, status, and reputation? It’s just ants and dust. Old Yang was enlightened, and he lived by his own life, without any worries, and had the universe in mind.
Seeing such a beautiful night sky, Lao Yang felt happy and drove back and slept peacefully.
In the morning, Nicole came over on her bicycle as usual, but Yang Shubao noticed that her face was not very good.
He asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Didn't sleep well last night?"
Nicole rubbed her temples and said, "Well, I'm a little irritable, not very comfortable."
Yang Shubao asked, "Maybe I'm too tired recently? Forget it, you don't have to be a tour guide now. Let's have a rest today. Well, you haven't had breakfast, right? Have you eaten together?"
Nicole shook her head and said, "I have eaten it, I can't eat it."
Yang Shubao said: "I made fried rice with eggs and squeezed juice. If you can't eat it, then drink some juice."
It’s not okay to not eat breakfast, even if he eats less to protect his stomach, so he still serves a small bowl of fried rice for Nicole.
The rice grains made from this fried rice are distinct, shiny and have a very good look.
Chapter completed!