Strolling in the old street, Yang Shubao had nothing to do and started chatting with Gu Li: "How chaotic is it?"

Guli said: "Two chaotic eras, the first chaotic era was longer. White farmers and ranchers oppressed black people and could whip black people at will and snatch their things. The second stage was in the previous years, which lasted for a short time, but had a stronger intensity, so strong that white rich people fled one after another-"

"In ten days, the wives and daughters of rich white men have been violated. Some men have their hands and legs have been broken. Every day when you wake up, you can find the bodies deep in the alley. The bodies of white men are very miserable."

Gu Li is also a white man. Uncle Yang asked curiously: "Then why are you still staying here?"

"Because I'm not a rich man, I wasn't before," Gu Li smiled. "I was a red neck at the beginning, of course I'm still a red neck now. I live no better than black farmers and workers. Later, the rich men left, and some land was vacant. I took the opportunity to get a piece of land and build a farm."

Speaking of this, he shrugged: "I did not use violent means to steal other people's things. You see, my land is full of sand or wasteland, and I can only raise camels, ostrichs, big alpacas, etc. No one wanted them there before, but I picked them up, and then slowly managed them, and finally got the current wealth."

Both sides of the old street are full of big sycamore trees. In the rainy season, the sycamore trees grow lushly, with tender green branches and leaves hanging down, and the sunlight falls through the scattered gaps between the branches, mottled, like gold foil cut with a quick knife, shaking, and raising your head will shine.

With such an environment coupled with Gu Li's explanation of the history of the small town, Yang Shubao felt that he had entered the past.

Someone was pushing a cart on the street and was hawking, so Guli bought some egg rolls.

The freshly baked egg roll is crispy and crispy, and it makes you feel sweet when you bite it.

Gu Li signaled them not to rush to eat, but took them to find another stall selling ice cream and ordered some smoothies.

A bunch of smoothies fell into the egg roll and the ice cream appeared.

Yang Shubao smiled and said, "Why are these stores not making egg rolls, smoothies, ice cream and other things to make an ice cream?"

Guli said: "This is the government's requirement. Cooperation and win-win results can bring peace, and competition will only create contradictions."

Hearing this, Zhang Jinjie nodded: "It makes sense."

Eating the sweet and cold ice cream, Gu Li continued to introduce the situation in the small town to them.

He also introduced why he had to deal with the camels and alpacas quickly at a low price. He had to pay back the bank's loan, and the bank urged him to loan in advance, which made him in a hurry.

The reason why banks raised loans was related to the policy of the Ministry of Land Reform. The Ministry of Land Reform is now gradually reclaiming some farms without legal procedures. Guli’s Mr. Camel ranch did not have legal procedures. The wasteland he picked up at that time gradually built the ranch, and now the country is going to take it back.

They walked and chatted, and evening came.

The small agricultural towns are developing slowly, much like the old towns in China in the 1990s. The group was enjoying their time.

Durham started shooting the sunset again. He found an angle on the streets of the old town, placed his phone on a windowsill and waited.

As a result, a boy reached out to get his phone after seeing this. When Durum saw this, he quickly said, "Hi, guy, this is my phone."
Chapter completed!