A chief, even a third-level chief who rules a small village, has absolute political, economic, and military authority in the territory.
The words of the chief are "imperial edicts", and the villagers can only obey them and cannot disobey them. Otherwise, the chief can unconditionally deprive the villagers of everything, including their lives.
Why did Bosa still have money to go to the market and buy so many things after he led his tribe to follow the example of their ancestors and live a hunting life in isolation?
It's because he has more than a hundred third-level chiefs under his jurisdiction. Although more than half of them were wiped out due to the war, isn't there still a small half of them, about fifty or so?
Actually. . .
The taxes of these tribes are controlled by Bossa and are officially certified. . .
Although most of the fifty-odd tribes may be drinking from the northwest wind, Bosa does not have to force taxes to generate revenue for the country. He just wants them to help him, and everyone still gives him this face.
So after Chen Yi learned about the existence of the Aka tribe, he developed the habit of sending his employees to Heizhou for business trips.
With the support of Chen Yi, the Aka tribe took advantage of the unstable domestic situation to attack everywhere and not only regained their original territory.
He also got rid of some of the random bandits and bandits on his own territory, and also annexed some small tribes without official certification. The population soared from 3,000 before running away to 8,000.
As for why Chen Yi spent so much effort supporting a local force in Heizhou?
In fact, he didn't want to go to such trouble. The officials of those countries in Black Continent could easily handle it with his energy.
But when doing business in Heizhou, it’s useless just to get the official to give you strong support!
He also had to deal with the chiefs of Heizhou, and not only the chiefs of the project location, but also the chiefs of the tribes passing through on the transport route, otherwise he would wait to be robbed.
And even after getting rid of the chiefs and keeping them from causing trouble, they still have to deal with the randomly spawned bandits on their territory.
If this kind of thing can be settled with some money, it would be fine. Chen Yi is not a stingy person.
But the reality is that you can’t get it done even with money. In the past, when some state-owned enterprises in China were doing business in Heizhou, a small gang composed of a few crooked black brothers was greedy for trivial profits, resulting in a huge waste of manpower and material resources. And there are countless cases of time.
Therefore, Chen Yi had no intention of doing serious business in Heizhou from the beginning.
Since no one cares about martial ethics, let’s compete to see who has the lower moral integrity!
Martial ethics or not, would I be afraid of these black uncles?
When Xu Jie led a group of mercenaries from China's famous universities to the barracks to distribute beds, Bourne came to a house similar to the two-story house in the countryside of China. This was Bossa's home.
The furnishings in the room are actually no different from Chen Yi's rural residence in his previous life.
"Meow--"
Suddenly, a dark figure quickly pounced on Bourne and made a meow like a cat. Bourne calmly caught it with both hands, then hugged the visitor's head and patted it several times. It was a cheetah. .
"Okay, Tom, be obedient and good, and play by yourself."
I saw this cheetah - Tom lying straight in front of Bourne, his chin actively rubbing Bourne's trouser legs, looking at him eagerly, Bourne had no choice but to squat down and act as a temporary shovel, hugging him The cat's head scratched its ears, neck and other parts.
"Gulu—Gulu—"
Tom made a comfortable purring sound, enjoying the service of the scrapper very much.
After Bourne petted the cat for a while, he patted Tom on the head.
"Okay, go and play by yourself. I have something to do with your master."
"Meow--" Tom called out and swooped out of the door.
Bourne arrived on the second floor and saw a rough-looking black man on the balcony wearing a necklace of animal teeth, making tea with a serious look on his face.
"Hey, Bourne, you came just in time. Have you seen any improvement in my skills?" When Brother Hei saw Bourne coming, he burst out with a mouthful of Beijing movies and enthusiastically handed him a cup of tea.
After taking the tea cup, Bourne took a sip, nodded and said, "Bossa, it's much better than last time. The one you brewed last time was really bitter."
"Haha, I have put in a lot of effort to study! China is really a magical place. Even the apprentice dishwashers in those restaurants are so knowledgeable. I must go to China to see it in person if I have the chance." Bossa sighed as he spoke.
When Bourne heard what the dishwasher was saying, he almost spit out the sip of tea he just drank.
He, Xu Jie and Miguel have explained Bosa's misunderstanding many times, but Bosa still doesn't believe that a group of students with excellent grades in prestigious universities can only end up as dishwashers. .
After that, a group of people stopped explaining and waited until the other party had a chance to go to China and see for themselves.
Bourne then directly stated the reason why he came to him this time, "How should we arrange the sixty people this time? It seems that there is not much work we can do, right? The construction of the six settlements is almost coming to an end. They If I stay here, I will probably only be able to teach, lead apprentices, or maintain equipment."
But Bosa had already made a plan, "Don't worry, I have already thought about it. Now that all 8,000 people in the tribe have been integrated and reformed, it is time to continue to expand. I can't take advantage of the fact that the new official leader has just come to power." Go down there, grab more territory and bring people back, that’s the business.”
Bourne looked at him in surprise: "Are you sure you want to do this? You know that the new people who join are not from your original tribe, aren't you afraid that we will exclude you?"
Bosa smiled nonchalantly: "Although I don't know what you are going to do, but you are talking to those with white skin, oh, sorry, I forgot that you are also white-skinned.
I mean, you are obviously very different from the colonists from Europe and the United States. They will not teach us how to farm and build, nor will they hire so many part-time mercenary 'dishwashers' to help my tribe develop.
From this point I can see that you sincerely regard me as a partner, and not just want to control and use my tribe to do something. I don’t care what you want to do in the future, as long as you don’t let me and my people do it deliberately. Even if you die, I will fully support you! "
Bourne just shrugged and said nonchalantly: "Well, the time is indeed right now. United Mining just happened to find a cobalt mine on those people's territory, so let's do what you said, shall we continue as usual? "
"Yes, as usual."
"Okay, I'll go find Xu Jie right away."
. . .
Three hours later, Meng Xiaojun was sitting in a jeep with a Buddhist look on his face. The car was driving on a road that had been in disrepair. During this period, he barely knew where he was after seeing a road sign with almost blurred handwriting. .
But this was of no use, because that strange little village was not marked on the map and was located on a prairie in the Gangguo Jindongfang Province near the Sudanese border.
This made him even more worried. In addition to the yellow people, this group of people in the Aka tribe also had many "summer part-time mercenaries" who were also abducted here before them.
In addition, the spirit of the black people in the village was obviously different from the black people he had seen in the United States.
There are also their seniors who were also abducted, all of them are energetic, optimistic and cheerful, full of energy for their future life, but before this group of people were just a group of Chinese people washing dishes in the United States!
This seemingly collective brainwashing situation made Meng Xiaojun feel uncomfortable. No matter how he looked at this Aka tribe, it seemed that he was preparing to make big news. Could he be involved in some evil conspiracy? !
Meng Xiaojun immediately asked Sang Mian, who was driving next to him, with a horrified look on his face: "Brother, what are you going to do to me?"
Sang Mian gave him a strange look. She didn't know what the kid was thinking, but she still comforted him: "Don't worry, as long as your luck is not too bad, you won't be hurt."
Bang——
It seemed that the jeep bumped against a rock, and Meng Xiaojun's heart immediately started to jump up and down along with the bumps in his body.
Meng Xiaojun said with a lifeless expression: "That means I might be injured or... sacrificed?"
At this time, he glanced at the Asian-looking Sang Mian again, looked at him with pleading eyes, and said imploringly: "Brother, they say that you rely on fellow villagers when you go out. For the sake of us all being Chinese, you can Let me go!
Can you leave me with a good memory of the word fellow? "
