After being taught a lesson by the white-legged bison, the ostrich flock became honest.

Yang Shubao found that ostrich and husky had a bit similar temperament. If you don’t train them hard, you can exhaust them, so just wait for them to do something wrong.

Husky was also very good before, but after having the straw sled, they were asked to walk around the reserve from time to time, and they became honest all of a sudden. Now they performed better than golden horse dogs, and they were all very energetic and excellent working dogs.

So he asked the monster elves to organize the ostrich group to pick up rotten grass. Don’t they regard the farmland as their own territory? Then Lao Yang must teach them a slogan: The farmland is my family, and it depends on everyone to take care of it.

The Tree of Life seemed to agree with him doing this, and for this reason, two more monster elves were born, and four monster elves came together to train this group of ostrichs.

Most of the food on his side was used for the best use, and they were eaten by wild birds and beasts. What was rotten were useless things like vines and sprouts.

The problem with the Iron Beast Farm was big. A lot of grain was planted in the farm. The police stations of Nongoma and Hluhluwe did not understand the skills of farming and were unwilling to pay for someone to clean up the farmland. This led to two consecutive heavy rains falling and destroying a lot of grain.

Too much is too little. If the food is time to harvest, you must collect it quickly. One rain will rot. What's more, these are two consecutive rains?

Especially the cotton planted, many of them began to attract insects to lay eggs after being wet by the rain, and now they are smelly.

In this way, the food is worthless. When the police realized this, they immediately abandoned it like a piece of clothing.

For this, Benson complained to Yang Shubao while drinking: "There have been a damn homeless man going to the plantation to find trouble in the past two months. We finally drove them away and finally protected this garden. What are we doing?"

"In order to make a bonus after the food is cooked."

"That's right, what about now? Oh, Fark, I don't want to go there, it's simply a garbage dump!" Benson shook his head depressedly when he said this.

Yang Shubao asked, "Why didn't you find someone to clean up when the food was cooked before?"

Benson scolded the leaders of the police station: "Who knows what these idiots think in their minds? They only think about women like wine and gold all day long. They are all idiots. They thought that food would turn into money and ran to their bank cards themselves, and they didn't pay at all to gain this awareness!"

Yang Shubao asked, "You know this, so why don't you remind them?"

Benson was stunned when he was about to drink, then he took a sip of wine and said, "Aren't we going to scold these leaders together? Why did he put the blame on me again?"

Uncle Yang smiled and poured him wine. The thinking of African men is really uncomprehensible to normal people.

Benson continued to complain, saying that this was a good thing for the San people. Kurutantan and their tribe had always wanted this big plantation to settle down. Now that the police found that it was unprofitable, they lost interest in the plantation and no longer acted as a resistance for the San people tribe to enter the plantation.

This incident made Yang Shubao very interested. After drinking, he wanted to call Kurutantan, but there was no signal. Kurutantan should not be in Nongoma or some town, but stayed in the wilderness.

In late September, Kurutantan took the initiative to contact him and gave him explosive news directly: they had arrived at the Iron Beast Farm!

Of course, this farm has now been renamed and has been changed to a large Bushman plantation.

This was good news for Yang Shubao. He asked in surprise: "Did you move in?"

Kurutantan smiled and said, "Yes, we moved in. We just moved in yesterday. The whole clan moved here. It's still a bit messy now, but it will be sorted out soon. When will you come and have a look?"

Uncle Yang said, "I will go later today."

He went to find Zhang Jinjie and told him the news of the relocation of the Sangren tribe.

This is a new tourism project.

Zhang Jinjie had never been to the Sangren Tribe. He was even happier when he learned that the tribe had moved in, so he immediately wanted to go and check it out with Yang Shubao.

The two drove over a pickup truck, and Yang Shubao brought some fruits, and then bought a bunch of meat and grain.

Traditionally, the Sang people do not eat vegetables and food, but only eat meat and fruits, which is also something they can find in nature.

But now it is not possible. There are too few animals on the grassland. The mulberry people cannot eat their stomachs by hunting alone. They began to dig cassava, find bananas and even various wild vegetables to eat, and have changed from carnivores to omnivores.

Yang Shubao guessed that they must have lacked food when they moved here just now, so he brought a truck of food over.

The plantation has a vast area, and it is not a problem to accommodate such a single plant.

The land area in the entire planting area is much larger than that in the villages in Lao Yang’s hometown. If the Sand people can work hard like the Chinese, it can easily support them all.

But this is obviously impossible, the San people do not have this ability.

It’s not that they are lazy. The Chinese have developed step by step from the thousands of years of farming society. They have all the skills such as farming and infrastructure.

The mulberry people are hunting society. They rely entirely on searching for wild animals and birds, and they don’t know how to farm at all.

The delivery of this truck of grain by Yang Shubao really solved the tribe's urgent need. They had no food reserves. Yesterday, the Golden Shield supported a batch, and today he and Zhang Jinjie came to support another batch. Kurutantan breathed a sigh of relief: "I can finally have a full meal these two days."

The patriarch and the witch doctor came out to thank them for this. Yang Shubao sold the favor to Zhang Jinjie, saying that he sent it.

For this reason, the patriarch gave a solemn salute to Zhang Jinjie and asked, "Can you send two more trucks of food?"

Zhang Jinjie had nothing to say and could only keep spreading his hands.

Kurutantan said dejectedly: "We are facing many problems. The government said it would provide us with technical training, but I don't know when it will start. We want to grow food quickly, but how to plant it? My tribe members don't understand at all."

Yang Shubao said in surprise: "What do you don't know about farming? You buy grain seeds. Well, I suggest you grow sweet potatoes and potatoes, and use these grains to overdo it first, oh, and cassava. At the same time, pair it with banana trees, so that the staple food will be solved first, at least you will have no problem with eating a full stomach."

Kurutantan pondered and nodded and said, "You should do this."

Yang Shubao also said: "During the transition period, you have to continue to hunt and gather. Now the rainy season is about to enter, and a large amount of wild vegetables have emerged. You can also make money, such as connecting to the tourism industry and allowing tourists to visit the tribe."

Kurutantan asked, "Where should we connect to the tourism industry? I have to contact Golden Shield for this matter."

Yang Shubao pointed to Zhang Jinjie and said, "You don't need to ask about the Golden Shield. My brother has a travel agency. Let's start with him. He brings tourists over and then buys tickets according to the heads. How about it?"

Recently, the tribe has moved greatly, and Kurutantan has been blindly involved in too many things. He actually has a lot of ideas, but now he is in chaos.

Yang Shubao sorted out his questions and immediately accepted these suggestions: "Okay, this is a good idea. I have to negotiate with the chief and arrange some projects suitable for entertaining tourists."
Chapter completed!