"Who is that thin man?"

Yang Feng asked again, looking at Chen Jiageng's expression, he still respects this thin man very much.

"This should be former Peking University President Jiang Menglin, now Secretary-General of the Executive Yuan, and he is the president of the Red Cross. He will definitely come forward in such a thing, but it is surprising that Kong Xiangxi also came." Lu Yuntao said.

"Ah, Red Club!"

How pleasant the name is, Yang Feng smiled and said, "Let's go, girls, it's time for us to go out!"

As the aircraft cabin door opened, Chief Yang officially stepped onto the land of the Ming Empire Minhua Autonomous Region.

Well, this is the name in the textbooks of the Ming Empire.

Instead of wearing the iconic SS leather coat, he wore a black stand-up collar, an embroidered golden dragon on his chest, a carbon fiber cane in his hand, a dressed Evelyn, and a toad mirror on his face. Six beautiful robot bodyguards wearing camouflage vests and shorts, black horse boots, escorted at both sides, staring at the surroundings expressionlessly, and the FN2000 with grenade launchers, with a solemn look on his face, and more than twenty girls were surrounded by them. This combination looked extremely outrageous.

As soon as he appeared, the crowd was talking enthusiastically, and Kong Xiangxi, Jiang Menglin and other welcome officials and gentry looked at Yang Feng surrounded by beautiful women. It was obvious that these guys were very excited by his image.

Chen Jiageng and others didn't say anything either.

Head Yang looked at them proudly, and walked out with Evelyn as if no one was around. The Ming soldiers and British soldiers who were originally warned at the airport quickly formed a team, divided into two rows of guards, and walked towards the exit of the airport with live ammunition.

The officer guarding the airport quickly ran to find Kong Xiangxi, but did not dare to approach him. He looked at him with inquiring eyes from a distance. Kong Xiangxi shook his head slightly. The officer understood it and waved his hand at his soldiers, allowing Yang Feng and others to go out. This guy has a special identity. In order to please Stalin, the bald man's Zhongyang Daily just criticized his various bad behaviors, including the evil deeds of dismembering Itagaki Wu Niu before. Yang Feng still calls Minhua the Minhua Autonomous Region of the Ming Empire, and his order to escort war criminals to the bald man and Yan An was also announced on the radio. It is difficult for both sides to meet before this problem is solved, and ignoring each other is the best solution.

After leaving Hengyang Airport, the scene of starving people everywhere outside immediately appeared in front of Yang Feng.

Countless ragged and thin hungry people either kneeled or lay on both sides of the street in front of Hengyang Railway Station, looking at the passers-by with praying eyes. Many of them didn't even have the strength to raise the broken bowl in their hands, especially those children who ate bark, grass roots, Guanyin dirt and thrived, who had no strength to beg for food and could only lie there waiting to die. The bodies that were also starved to death can be seen from time to time, and they looked like skeletons and reminded of the famous photo.

The porridge sheds of some disaster relief agencies were crowded with hungry people, and all they could get was a little thin rice porridge.

This hellish scene scared the noble ladies who followed him, especially when a truck full of dead bodies was parked in front of them, and the people in the car got out and threw a starved body on the side of the road into the car with a numb look on their faces. A girl who couldn't stand the stimulation fainted directly.

"Is this the victorious country?"

Evelyn said in a trembling voice.

"Yes, this is the victorious country."

Yang Feng said with a gloomy face.

The hungry people looked blankly at these people who should not have appeared in their world with mechanical eyes. The guns in the hands of soldiers made them feel instinctively afraid. A hungry people who were originally lying on the road struggled to climb to the side of the road, like a humble bug, and did not forget to hold his broken bowl, which was a bowl of gray-white soil.

"Is this your food?"

Yang Feng stood in front of him and asked.

The latter raised his head blankly, and was dazzling by the reflection of the golden dragon on his body. He subconsciously blocked his hand in front of him. This was a man in his thirties, with a big scar on his left arm, which even made his thin arms look a little deformed.

"What's going on?"

Yang Feng asked, pointing at his scar.

"The Japanese Phosphorus bomb burned."

"You've fought the Japanese?"

"I have fought and killed three more. After being injured, I can't join the army." The man said idly.

Yang Feng raised his foot and kicked his broken bowl over.

"This is not what you should eat, this is not something that people eat at all. Do you want to have enough food, real rice and white flour."

He said with a gloomy face.

"Think." The man said with a hint of hope.

"Then get up, go to the airport, find a plane to go up, and they will take you to a place where you can eat rice and white flour. Have you heard of it? If you want to have enough food, you will never starve again in the future, stand up and go to the airport, and the flight there will take you to Nanyang."

Yang Feng raised his head and shouted loudly to the hungry people.

The hungry people looked at him in confusion.

"Don't you understand? My name is Yang Feng, the head of the Ming Empire. Follow me and you will never starve again, and your descendants will never starve again. But I want you to leave here and leave this land that can no longer support you, and go to a place that can support you. It is far away, thousands of miles away, and it is not safe. But I can give you guns, and as long as you have the courage, you can shoot your own home."

Yang Feng said.

"Can you bring your family with you?"

A hungry man approached and asked.

"Yes, I want everyone. Even if your parents, even the elderly who can't walk, will be carried on the plane if they are willing to go, I will ask someone to carry him on a stretcher."

Yang Feng said.

"I'll go!"

After the man said that, he raised an old lady who was almost starving to death from the corner of the wall. Because he was extremely hungry, he almost fell down as soon as he stood up. A little Evelyn friend who was not far from him quickly stepped forward and helped him to walk towards the airport. With her leading the way, the other girls also rushed forward without asking whether the other party agreed or not, either holding the children on the ground or holding the adults who were too hungry to walk towards the airport. Yang Feng waved his hand to the soldiers under his command, and the soldiers joined the ranks. Then the British soldiers who originally needed to protect them also stepped forward and helped the hungry people up with the consent of his commander.

"Where is your family?"

Yang Feng asked the veteran in front of him.

"Everything was killed by shells."

"Go!"

Yang Feng, who was in an extremely bad mood, waved his hand.

The man struggled to stand up because he had been lying for too long and could even see a little dizzy. However, after shaking, he still held on his feet, and then refused Evelyn's support and staggered forward.

After this beginning, the news of the Ming Empire receiving people was spread quickly in Hengyang City before it was announced by the official. A large number of hungry people began to cross the Xiangjiang River from the city and rushed towards the airport. Local officials, garrisons and disaster relief agencies also began to promote Yang Feng, organizing hungry people who were willing to go to Nanyang to flock from various villages to Hengyang. In less than an hour, more than 30 planes were filled. After receiving Yang Feng's order, the first batch of these planes took off quickly disappeared into the sky.

In fact, this matter is much simpler than Yang Feng imagined. He had never experienced this kind of famine, so he naturally lacked enough understanding of the psychology of these hungry people. He did not know that for these hungry people, as long as they could give them food and their families, they would not hesitate no matter what they were asked to do. Not to mention going to Nanyang, he now had white flour steamed buns and the other hand, telling those hungry people to pick up guns to rebel and they could eat white flour steamed buns every day, and those hungry people would never hesitate.

The common people don’t have so many colorful things. Their request is very simple, just eat a lot. Unfortunately, even the most humble request was never given to them by their rulers. It has never been for thousands of years. Even in the so-called prosperous times in history, there were only a fewer people who starved to death.

"Head of the People's Republic of China, this is Mr. Kong, Chairman of Bank of China."

Just as Yang Feng was standing in front of the train station and watching the hungry people who helped the elderly and the young, Huang Qingchang took Kong Xiangxi to him and said with a smile.

"Mr. Yongzhi, I have long admired Daqi!"

Yang Feng immediately changed into a smile and stretched out his hand to Kong Xiangxi and said.

"The name of the Head of State is also well-known. The feat of raiding Temasek and capturing Kaohsiung is unprecedented in history. Even Guan Yunchang won the head of Yan Liang among thousands of troops."

Kong Xiangxi said while shook hands with him.

"Mr. Yongzhi is too famous. Why don't we change the place and there is any better hotel in Hengyang City? It's time to have a meal. I still have a few bottles of good wine. Maybe someone can bring it to us and chat while drinking."

Yang Feng said with a smile.

"Your Highness the First Prince comes thousands of miles away, and I should be the host. I have prepared a banquet. If you like your respects, let's go there now with you ladies."

Kong Xiangxi hurriedly said.

"Then I'll bother you."

Yang Feng said.

Then he called Evelyn and asked her to call all the best friends. The girls had been busy for almost an hour, and were indeed tired and hungry. When they heard about eating, they came over immediately, then got into a group of cars called by Kong Xiangxi, and crossed the river with cars by the Xiangjiang River. Yang Feng, Kong Xiangxi and Huang Qingchang were sitting in the same Mercedes. Yang Kong, who was sitting in the back seat, had a very scheming chat, just like a pair of old glasses. Seeing Huang Qingchang in the front seat was confused, it was obvious that in his impression, Yang Feng had never been so enthusiastic to anyone.

"It's not normal, it's not normal!"

His Excellency the Chairman of UOB silently muttered in his heart.
Chapter completed!