The Besa people's hairstyle was very unique. Their curly hair was combed into a complicated and messy pattern, making the curly look even more messy, making the messy look even more curly, and finally giving off a wild vibe.
In front of Wei Kun sat more than ten people with this hairstyle. Apart from their signature hair, the group of dark-skinned Besa people also had their signature weapons. They had long swords in a leather scabbard with a slanted shoulder strap. The head of the leather scabbard was wider than the rest of the body. Due to the Besa people's level of craftsmanship, some of them could make the top of the scabbard into a delicate arc, as if an oval decoration was added to the head of the slender scabbard. Some of them were made into a hexagonal shape.
There was a group of black brothers in the room with cold weapons. Zhong Cheng, the head of the Gem Wine's private army who attended the meeting with Wei Kun, was a little nervous. Although he had participated in the recruitment of Mozambican brothers in East Africa, the place was different, so he couldn't help but feel uneasy.
"Is this … what you … want?" Wei Kun spoke in the local Besa language. It was obvious that the African brothers were not used to the exotic local language. But then, a Tanzanian girl in a white dress came in with a plate filled with fried food. The African brothers stood up and surrounded the Tanzanian girl and the food. The sound of the scabbard colliding with the stool made the guards even more nervous.
After the African brothers took the food, Wei Kun also took a piece from the plate and ate with the African brothers. Zhong Sheng looked at Wei Kun and the African brothers eating happily. He also felt that he shouldn't act differently, so he also took a piece from the Tanzanian girl's plate.
With one bite, Zhong Sheng felt that this thing was too unique. After biting into the thin shell of the glutinous rice, it was filled with syrup. It wasn't bad, but it was sweet. Although he never considered himself to be a gourmet, Zhong Sheng was still one of the heads of the famous European wine industry. In his opinion, this kind of dessert could only be rated at 70 points. However, looking at the intoxicated expressions of the African brothers, Zhong Sheng knew that Wei Kun had grasped the main point.
Due to their social structure and level of productivity, the African brothers didn't have a high opinion of gold, silver, jewelry, pearls, and agate. They had no interest in the assets, stocks, and banknotes that Europeans cared about. The various political ideas that could cause Europe and China to argue were also useless to the African brothers. But this didn't mean that they were pure. What appeared in front of Zhong Cheng now was an opportunity for him to negotiate with the Besa of the Black Brotherhood.
Wei Kun did not use any logic to persuade them, he continued to use the language of the Beisha people that he was not familiar with, and discussed business with these Beisha people. The two sides reached an agreement on how much of this dessert and sugar they would get for each person they caught. It could be seen that the Besa people were not very patient with Wei Kun's lack of proficiency in the local language, but in order to obtain their favorite sugar and sweets, they had no choice but to try their best to communicate with Wei Kun, and in the process, try to figure out what Wei Kun was trying to convey.
Zhong Sheng had stayed in Tanzania for quite some time. He knew that the vicinity of Nanzhan City, which Wei Kun insisted on establishing as the capital of the East African administrative region, was very suitable for planting sugar cane. Sugarcane had already been planted on a large scale. The rum of Gem Wines relied on the sugarcane raw materials provided near Nanzhan City. From the looks of it, Wei Kun was planning to make full use of the local raw materials and labor in East Africa.
At the end of the negotiation, the two sides reached three agreements. 1. Sugar and sweets in exchange for the Besa people's actions. 2. The Besa will participate in the Central Sudan's parliament. 3. The Besa will send people to participate in alfalfa farming and cattle rearing, and the remuneration will be discussed later.
After the meeting ended, every Besa representative took a packet of dessert and left. Zhong Sheng could not help but ask: "Director Wei, won't this give the Besa people too much?"
"Do you think that letting the Besa people participate in our parliament is too much of a concession?" Wei Kun asked Zhong Sheng.
Zhong Sheng nodded: "That's right, we painstakingly built this parliament to allow the obedient black people to join us, so that we can discuss things with them. Now, with this, even the local black people can participate. Isn't this too much of a concession? "
"Comrade Zhong Sheng, for the land of East Africa, the local people have lived here for generations. I feel that it is not appropriate and realistic to completely exclude them from the ruling class of this land. The reality I see is that the local people outnumber us, and they are the same as us, hoping to live a better life. Since that is the case, let us walk towards a better life together with the local people. "Wei Kun earnestly explained his thoughts and philosophy.
Zhong Sheng stared at Wei Kun with his eyes wide open, after a while, he finally opened his mouth. "Hehe … hehehe … haha … hahahahaha!" Zhong Sheng laughed so hard that he could not stop.
Although Zhong Sheng knew that admitting that the ancestors of the black people had lived in Africa for generations was the truth, he felt that he could not easily admit it. As for working together with the black people to walk towards a better life, and accepting the black people as members of the ruling class of East Africa … This thought strongly stimulated Zhong Sheng's nerves, it could be said that in his 30 years of life, it was the first time that Zhong Sheng heard such a ridiculous and unrealistic statement. What made it even harder for him to control his laughter was that the person who made this statement had such a serious expression and tone, it seemed like he was serious.
Being ridiculed like this, Wei Kun was indeed very unhappy in his heart. However, after the initial unhappiness and anger passed, Wei Kun also faced the reality. Whatever he wanted to do, he needed help and cooperation. Young people like Zhong Sheng at least could not help but laugh, but Wei Kun had faced many people who directly denied Wei Kun's ideas after sneering. So Wei Kun quietly waited for Zhong Sheng to finish laughing. Once Zhong Sheng's mental state returned to normal, Wei Kun was ready to continue talking with Wei Kun.
After a while, Zhong Sheng finally stopped laughing. Just when Wei Kun was about to speak, Zhong Sheng first waved his hand with a straight face, "Don't talk, let me laugh for a while." Then he continued to laugh. After a while, Zhong Sheng finally laughed until his nerves to control joy could no longer stimulate the impulse to laugh. The conversation reluctantly began.
Zhong Sheng patted his chest and said with difficulty, "Comrade Wei Kun, do you want black people to be the masters of the house? Can you be serious! We are talking about serious matters. "
"Why do you oppose black people being the masters of the house?" Wei Kun asked seriously.
Zhong Sheng listened to this question and could not help but want to laugh again. However, at this time, his spirit had suffered too much stimulation. It was really an impulse but did not respond. So after this impulse passed, Zhong Sheng replied, "This is too ridiculous, okay?"
"Yes, for hundreds of years, the Europeans used Africa as a place to capture black slaves. Then they claimed that black people are of inferior bloodline and should always be like this." Wei Kun said calmly. In fact, since he tried to persuade others, he basically encountered ridicule and sarcasm.
"But this is different from the content of the political class I learned. I don't know comrade Zhong Sheng, what the content of the political class is like, at least what I learned. Slavery was more productive than primitive society, and the feudal system of private ownership of land was more productive than slavery. The level of productivity of the capitalist system is higher than the feudal system of private land. Now the socialist system that the Min dynasty is trying to promote has higher productivity than the capitalist system. So why do we look at Africa from a simple racist point of view? Why do we have to learn the ideas of those European slave traders? What is so funny about the idea of moving forward with the local people in Africa who are willing to live a better life? "Wei Kun's attitude was still serious.
"Uh …" Zhong Sheng opened his mouth and made some meaningless sounds. Wei Kun's attitude was too proper, and his theory was too serious, so Zhong Sheng could not find a reason to refute Wei Kun. But not being able to find a reason to refute Wei Kun did not mean that Zhong Sheng was willing to agree with Wei Kun's ideas. When Zhong Sheng could not find a reason to refute Wei Kun's theory, a strong reason immediately popped up in his mind. "Comrade Wei Kun, can you do it?"
Although he was denied, Wei Kun still smiled and said, "comrade Zhong Sheng, I am doing it now. And I think you are probably the person who can agree with me the most. If you don't treat the African people as people, how can you lead a team of tens of thousands of people? "
Zhong Sheng wanted to laugh again, but this time the impulse to laugh disappeared after a few seconds. Indeed, Zhong Sheng treated the African people as human beings. Even if they were barbaric and ignorant, these African local black brothers could still be used as soldiers. When suppressing those more barbaric and ignorant people, these black brothers were actually quite useful. But this was probably Zhong Sheng's limit. Zhong Sheng could only agree to this extent with these black people. Like Wei Kun, who treated the black people as an equal, Zhong Sheng felt that he really could not do it.
"Wei Kun, do you really want to take root in Sudan?" Zhong Sheng asked a question. Of course, he hoped to be able to hug the thigh of Military Governor Vaize's son, but in Zhong Sheng's mind, he hoped to be able to follow Wei Kun south to participate in the war with the United Kingdom. Or to lead the army north to participate in the war with the United Kingdom in North Africa. Now it seemed that Wei Kun's thoughts were too far from reality. If he continued to follow Wei Kun, not to mention other things, Zhong Sheng would probably immediately fall to the opposite side of the bureaucrats who opposed Wei Kun. At least for now, Zhong Sheng felt that he had no reason to wade into this muddy water.
"Yes, I am now preparing to operate in Sudan. And I will do my best to persuade Secretary Wang to move the capital of the East African administrative region to Nanzhan City. "Wei Kun answered Zhong Sheng's question.
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