Primitive tribes actually have different views on land than colonists. In the eyes of colonists, obtaining land means obtaining ownership. However, tribal people who have been fishing, hunting, farming, and picking fruits on a certain piece of land for generations

, what they care about is actually the right to use the land, not the ownership.

This results in the superficial phenomenon that the aborigines appear to be easy to talk to: Manhattan is a typical example.

Of course, outsiders won't care what the indigenous people think. As long as they are given a place to stay, the indigenous people will soon lose their right to live. Who cares about ownership and the like.

What Pan Mingzhong and the others are facing today is the same situation as the Dutch back then: industrial products in exchange for land.

This question is a bit difficult.

First of all, time-travelers are later generations, so they will not dig holes for themselves. You must know that in later generations, the story of the greedy and cunning Dutch using a box of glass balls to exchange for Manhattan has been told by teachers to children all over the world.

It has been said for hundreds of years, and will continue to be said as long as Manhattan remains the most expensive place in the world.

That's the problem.

People in later generations will not care that Manhattan Island was desolate at that time, nor will they care that the Dutch actually practiced fair trade: the Indians voluntarily exchanged the right to use Manhattan for glass balls without coercion. However, later generations of newspapers and

The textbook will only shout: Look, these bad guys exchanged glass balls for tens of thousands of dollars per square meter, with a total value of more than one trillion dollars.

There is no solution to this problem. No matter what kind of goods Hongmao used in exchange for Manhattan at that time, the same public opinion will attack the Dutch in later generations. It is also very helpless.

Therefore, the Travelers cannot dig a hole for themselves. Therefore, before Pan Mingzhong set off, he received a private warning from someone in the big office: In the future, exploration and development should not be like the model of Manhattan. As for how to do it specifically, old Pan, you can decide it yourself.

.

So Lao Pan is scratching his head now.

It is necessary to exchange land from Shengfan, but it cannot use the commodity exchange model to cause passiveness in the future: this is tantamount to recognizing the indigenous ownership of the land.

Although the time-travel empire that is about to be established will definitely recognize the private ownership of land, it is aimed at the civilized world. For example, the bottom line is that the other party must have writing, systems, and contracts.

Regarding these naked birds, which don’t even have written words, the mainstream voice on the forum is still the same as “the whole world is not the king’s land”: migration and forced employment in cities are the only way out for these indigenous people. As for the land, please show the title deed.

Or the contract. No, you said Cai Guoqing.

In fact, everyone knows the main targets of this policy: the vast indigenous peoples of Southeast Asia, the vast Pacific Islanders, and the vast North American Indians. The crops here are collateral damage.

This is the way people in time travel treat different civilizations. Although it is hard to say it, it is the fact.

In the end, when Pan Mingzhong was negotiating with the indigenous people, he blurred the concepts between trade and land and adopted delaying tactics: Although during the negotiations after the meal, everyone could see that the old leader was using his arms to draw circles on the nearby land.

, and then he pointed to the iron pot. However, Pan Mingzhong still temporarily rejected the old man's land trade plan because of the language barrier.

When the two parties agreed to continue trading the next day, Pan Mingzhong sent the translator from Xingang Society to the indigenous village for investigation, euphemistically calling it: 24-hour intensive language training.

When the translator returned the next day, Pan Mingzhong had a rough idea of ​​the size of this group of natives.

The main ethnic group in the history of Miaoli County is the Daokas, and their subordinate communities are Pengshan Society and Houlong Society. Based on some scattered information brought back by the translator today, Pan Mingzhong judged that the people who came to trade with him yesterday were

It should be a branch of Houlong Society.

The size of this branch community is similar to that of Xingang Society. According to the translator, this village alliance called "Touyuan" Society has three or four villages nearby. This is also the reason why the natives were able to gather the No. 200 soldier yesterday:

Only a village population base of 1,000 can produce 200 warriors.

When the two sides met again today, the atmosphere became more relaxed. From the guide's mouth, I learned that in the indigenous village last night, the witch even held a large-scale worship ceremony to thank the gods for bringing salt to the village.

Pan Mingzhong nodded when he heard this: This group of people seems to be no different from the people in the mountainous areas of Fujian and Guangxi. They all belong to a population that is extremely short of salt.

The Chuanchuan people were more confident: the wall was about to be completed. So Pan Mingzhong followed the established policy and asked the translator to tell the old leader named "Mona" that he needed the old man to send a guide to take him hunting so that he could use it.

Come prepare lunch.

Hunting rights are very important rights, but the village chief of Mona agreed without thinking for long: Yesterday, several villages under the jurisdiction of Touyuan Society actually held a unified worship ceremony. In the old man's 40 years of long life, he

I can’t remember the last time a boat carrying salt and cloth came to the depths of Houlong River.

Therefore, these outsiders are guests who need to be taken care of.

Soon, Pan Mingzhong was fully armed and ready to set off with four exploration team members, and they were served as guides by seven or eight indigenous warriors.

Seeing Lao Panzi carefully tying 9 pistols to the outside of his two thighs, oilman Ning Wei was puzzled at this time: "Can pistols be used for hunting? Why do you bring so many?"

"The pistol is used to fight the natives." Lei Jian next to him smiled and explained to him: "Old Pan's target is people. If the native guide does anything wrong, Lao Pan will kill people."

"Understood, demonstration action."

"Yes, you must show your muscles first, so that there will be peace."

The gunshots from the hunting team soon came out in the silent river valley. People in the camp actually knew where they were going without a walkie-talkie: large numbers of birds would fly up from the dense forest from time to time.

Pan Mingzhong and the others set out at 9 a.m., and by 11 a.m., the hunting team had returned with a full load.

"There are so many fucking species, they are everywhere." A man who was panting from exhaustion said as he threw the black bear on his shoulders in front of the camp gate.

All hunting team members carry more than one prey.

Sambar deer, Taiwan black bear, mountain qiang, wild boar, and about 10 black pheasants and blue pheasants are used to make beggar's chickens.

Unlike the cheerful exploration team members, the eyes of the indigenous guides were generally filled with fear and they were relatively silent. This state lasted until they began to describe the terrible iron pipe to the village chief: As soon as the outsider raised his hand, a huge

With roars and smoke, prey hundreds of meters away, including pheasants that had already flown to the treetops, died just like that.

After hearing the descriptions of muskets from the guides, the other natives finally had a basic understanding of the force of these outsiders. As a result, the relationship between the two parties became more peaceful: the native warriors quickly put away their unruliness.

Force is useful after all.

The natives, who became much more honest, then watched the outsiders use metal knives to skin animals, and then they obtained the skins.

After the outsiders gave the indigenous people their theoretical spoils of war, they also treated them to a feast of boiled meat.

After dinner, the meat came.

Pan Mingzhong smiled and sat across from a group of indigenous people. Holding one in his hand, he began to slowly move the screen in front of the indigenous people.

What was displayed on the LCD screen at the moment was a group of pictures of natural oil wells. There were viscous oil pits that were constantly bubbling, and there were also black sand floors with obvious color contrasts that were incompatible with the surrounding environment.

In fact, there was no need to wait for Pan Mingzhong to play the video again. Several people, including the Tagan brothers and sisters, reacted on the spot when they saw one of the scenes: while screaming in surprise, they pointed to the mountains in the distance.

direction.

A package agreement between the exploration team and Touyuan Society was formally reached later that day.

After becoming the scapegoat, the old village chief of Touyuan Society happily agreed to take outsiders to explore the "black sand" tomorrow.

At the same time, the old village chief also agreed to an agreement to transfer the use rights of the land on the river embankment to outsiders. Of course, this agreement was oral, and it was mixed with the labor of "hiring natives to lead the exploration with an iron pot"

in the conditions of employment.

Pan Mingzhong finally reached an agreement on land ownership with the indigenous people in a deceptive way. As for how future textbooks will be framed, that is beyond his control.

After another day, the wall was completely completed, and at the same time, the exploration team made all preparations to enter the mountain. It was agreed that Pan Mingzhong would lead the team, Ning Wei would be responsible for the exploration, and after Lei Jian guarded the home, a 10-person exploration team

The small team took their tools and entered the mountain together with the native team.

In later generations, most of the vegetation in the Miaosu Mountains was secondary forest: new trees that were replanted after the original forests were cut down by later generations. In fact, Taiwan has been deforestation since the Japanese occupation era, except for a few forest parks in later generations.

Except for this, most of the vegetation is secondary forest.

At this moment, Pan Mingzhong's team, following the vigorous pace of the natives, shuttled through the dim virgin forest. To be honest, if it weren't for the radios carried by the team members and the positioning equipment in their hands, they would have been lost in the endless forest.

The only good news is that the location of the "black sand field" is actually not that far in terms of straight-line distance: it is right in front of the camp, in the col between the two mountains.

"How is it? Is this the place we are looking for?"

After finally reaching the end of the field, panting heavily and looking at the approximately 50 square meters of black sand with no grass around, Pan Mingzhong asked nervously.

Ning Wei did not answer, but squatted down and grabbed a handful of sand and looked at it carefully: "If there is something to play, let's dig it."

Four simple words were the beginning of labor: the team members began to take turns using shovels to dig in the center of the black sand.

Fortunately, there are natives nearby.

When someone discovers that a native is interested in a shiny shovel, the interested native will do the rest of the digging.

7

ps: Book friends, I am Su Luohan. I recommend a free novel app that supports novel downloads, listening to books, zero advertising, and multiple reading modes. Please follow the WeChat public account: dazhuzaiyuedu(). Book friends, please pay attention.
Chapter completed!