Chapter 27 Plan B
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Looking from the coast of Antalaha, a black line was slowly approaching on the distant sea horizon, and soon several large ships appeared with the American flag hanging on their masts.

After a long voyage, the fleet of the American-Chinese Trading Company led by John Jr. and Lei Wanting finally arrived at their first stop. When they stopped at the port of Antalaha, it was already sunset and seagulls were flying all over the sky, calling "ga ga".

The Port of Antalaha is located on the eastern coast of Madagascar, bordering the Indian Ocean, at the top of Madagascar. This port was chosen because it is closest to China.

After leaving a guard and several sailors on each ship, Little John and Lei Wanting led the others off the ship and came to the long-lost land. Not long after they went ashore, a white official came to the port dock. He was dressed like a gentleman, followed by several soldiers with guns.

"Sir, this is the first time your fleet has come to Antalaha. I have never seen it before." The dock official looked at Little John and said with a smile. He has worked here for many years and knows almost all the fleets that dock here.

There were both white people and Chinese in their group. The ones walking in the front were Little John and Lei Wanting. However, it was obvious that he thought Little John was the leader and Lei Wanting was just his servant.

"Hello sir, you can call me John. I am the fleet manager of the American-Chinese Company. Our company mainly deals in trade from America to the Far East. I would like to temporarily stop here for a few days, but I don't know what procedures I should go through." Little John did not directly state the purpose of his visit. He preferred to first contact the local colonial administrators before discussing the issue of leasing land and immigration.

"Mr. John, your company does not need to pay any fees if the goods are not brought ashore. You only need to pay a little cargo ship docking fee. If the goods need to be stored and sold ashore, additional fees will be required." The official explained to little John.

"Well, my goods don't need to be unloaded for the time being." Little John said. All the goods brought this time are to be shipped to the Far East for sale, so there is no need to unload them here.

He was even less interested in selling, as most of the people here were natives and trade was not very developed. Cape Town, South Africa, not far from here, was a relatively prosperous place on this route. Those taking this route would stop in Cape Town for supplies or conduct trade locally.

If they didn't need to build a base in Madagascar, they would have chosen to stop in Cape Town instead of coming to this remote place.

After following the dock officials to the customs office building at the dock to pay the ship docking fee, Little John found a white guide at the dock and prepared to take a good walk around and familiarize himself with the environment so as to carry out the next work.

However, to his disappointment, there were not many people in this port city, and there were only a few shops. There was no industry atmosphere at all. But it was also good this way, as it made it convenient for them to act. Zhang Feng's initial base was the easternmost part of Madagascar, far away from Antananarivo, the capital of Madagascar. The island was originally very desolate, with no trade activities. It would be difficult for the governor to detect anything done in this remote corner, unless someone reported it.

After finding out from the guide the residence and office locations of the highest officials in Antalaha, they settled down in a hotel under the guidance of the guide, planning to rest for a day before visiting the government officials here.

Since the 16th century, European colonists have begun to invade the African continent, and indigenous countries have been taken over one by one. The isolated island of Madagascar has been visited by the Netherlands, Britain, France and other countries. The French keenly realized that this was a great base for expanding their power in the Indian Ocean region, so they tried to occupy the entire island through immigration. At that time, the Imerina Kingdom established by the Merina people on the island was quite hostile to the French, and expelled these immigrants twice in 1763 and 1773.

At that time, the British also wanted to fight for Madagascar Island. King Dalaman I followed the Qing Dynasty's "using barbarians to control barbarians" and introduced British forces to drive out France and sign a trade agreement with Britain. However, this was obviously a case of driving out a tiger from the front door and letting a wolf in from the back door. Facing the British Empire, Madagascar could only sign an unequal treaty of trade and missionary permission. France took advantage of the conflict between the Sakalava and Merina peoples in the west of the island and obtained the conditions that the Sakalava people allowed it to establish a base in the west under the pretext of protecting overseas Chinese.

Compared with many backward primitive tribal regimes on the African continent, Madagascar established a unified centralized Kingdom of Madagascar in the early 19th century, and absorbed the economic technology, ideology and culture of European countries to a certain extent, so its military force and mobilization capabilities were still good. The King of Madagascar at that time could not tolerate the expanding colonial infiltration measures of Westerners, and issued an order prohibiting Westerners from trading and citizens from believing in Christianity, which resulted in the attack of the British and French coalition forces. Britain and France thought this was a soft persimmon to be squeezed, and only sent a small-scale fleet to try to land and attack the port of Madavi, but they were hit head-on. This was also a rare failure of the British and French coalition forces in the 19th century.

In 1862, King Radama II could not bear the pressure and signed a "Treaty of Friendship and Commerce" with France, which allowed French capitalists to develop Madagascar's natural resources. Such an unequal treaty made the people extremely dissatisfied. The tough people launched an uprising to overthrow the king and executed him. Queen Razohrina inherited the throne and announced the abolition of the treaty. In order to prevent French retaliation, Prime Minister Rainilaiarivoni first signed a trade agreement with Britain, and then signed an agreement with France to make France "permanently" recognize Madagascar, trying to reach a balance between the two countries.

In 1883, the French government violated the previous agreement and demanded that the royal family of Madagascar cede the land north of 16 degrees south latitude to France and that France take the lead in diplomacy, but was flatly rejected by the other side. France immediately organized its navy to forcibly land in the port of Grand Madavi. After two years of fighting, the military and civilians of the entire island were finally defeated. Under such circumstances, the royal family of Madagascar had no choice but to sign a humiliating treaty. The country became a French protectorate, and France took the lead in diplomacy and obtained Dias Soule Bay.

In order to avoid Britain from taking the cake from itself, France helped Britain seize Zanzibar in exchange for Britain's withdrawal from Madagascar. In 1895, France decided to colonize Madagascar in an all-round way and sent a fleet to land on the island again. The soldiers and civilians on the island fought hard against the invasion, causing a lot of trouble for the French army. But the arm was no match for the thigh, and the capital Antananarivo was captured by the French army. On August 1896, 8, Madagascar officially became a French colony, with the governor in charge of all affairs on the island.

Zhang Feng's original plan was to bribe the Governor of Madagascar and have him agree to allow American-Chinese companies to immigrate from China to develop agricultural plantations and even industry here. This would be a win-win situation, as the Governor could get some money and develop the local economy and collect more taxes.

However, according to the intelligence collected previously, the current Governor Robert was recommended by the previous Governor Louis Herbert Lyautey. This person inherited the good qualities of Louis Herbert Lyautey, and is shrewd, capable and loyal to the country.

In 1897, Louis Herbert Lyautey came to Madagascar to take up his post. During this period, he quelled the rebellions in western and northern Madagascar and rebuilt the capital of Madagascar, Antananarivo. He also encouraged local people to grow cash crops such as rice, cotton, tobacco, and coffee to promote local economic development.

Later, when he was the governor of Morocco, he built the new city of Casablanca in a neat, unified, orderly and beautiful way, which became a representative of France's overseas colonial achievements in the 20s. France used two urban colonial expositions to publicize the achievements of overseas construction to the Moroccan people, French citizens and officials. The purpose of the exposition was to appease the colonial people, boost the morale of the empire's army, publicize colonial achievements, and persuade some domestic officials to continue to support the empire's overseas colonial cause.

He later served as French Minister of War, was elected a member of the French Academy, and was finally promoted to Marshal of France.

In view of this, Zhang Feng gave up his plan of directly bribing the governor and had to settle for Plan B. In this way, Zhang Feng's wishful thinking fell through.

Plan B was to find a remote corner far away from the political and economic center of Madagascar, bribe local colonial officials, and sneak into the village. After all, the land here was barren, and compared with other prosperous colonies, the income of officials here was totally inadequate. At this time, colonial officials loved money more than patriotism.

Moreover, ordinary officials have no foresight. In the short term, they will not think that these immigrants can shake the rule of France. They may even think that it is a good thing for American-Chinese companies to recruit local immigrants to farm and open factories.

Even if the evil intentions of the Meihua Company are exposed later, there is no need to worry too much. By the time they react, the Meihua Company will have become too powerful to be eliminated. By then, the Meihua Company will have tens of thousands of troops under its command. Why should it be afraid of the colonial army? At most, it will enter the mountains to fight guerrilla warfare, send a batch of arms to the natives for free, and help them train a modern army for free. In this way, they will consume each other and see who can hold out to the end.

You should know that before World War I, Madagascar still had tens of thousands of troops, but after the outbreak of the war, more than half of the soldiers were transferred back. The meat grinder of World War I devoured countless French soldiers. After the war, in order to maintain its huge colonies, it was necessary to deploy heavy troops to prevent the resurgence of Germany. The Maginot Line and the direct surrender in a short period of time after World War II are the best proofs. Therefore, France does not have too many troops to send to the colonies at the moment. It is good enough to maintain the current rule. It definitely does not have the strength to play hide-and-seek with the guerrillas. Once the guerrillas start, there is no way to deal with the huge land of Madagascar.

Although there are certain risks in doing this, there is nothing that is risk-free.

Just as Little John and Lei Wanting were preparing to implement Plan B, in faraway America, Zhang Feng was leisurely leaning at the kitchen door on the first floor of Monk Manor, admiring Qin Qingning's figure cooking.

1930 was the fourth year since Zhang Feng came to this time and space, and today was his birthday. Qin Qingning insisted on cooking a bowl of longevity noodles for him personally. Zhang Feng had no choice but to agree.

Since moving to Monk Manor, she hasn't cooked for a long time, and Zhang Feng has come to accompany her.

Qin Qingning had her back to Zhang Feng, with a simple bun on her head and a red apron tied around her neck. She looked like a good wife and mother as she cooked.

The kitchen was hot and stuffy, and her white shirt
The shirt was already soaked with sweat, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin on the back. The edge of the black underwear was clearly reflected, and even the lace pattern on it could be clearly seen.

She was wearing conservative white casual pants. She was bending over slightly to cook, which made her buttocks look extremely firm and lifted. The seams between the two trouser legs at the back of her pants seemed to be torn apart, forming two sexy and attractive curves.

The legs of his casual pants were straight and stylish, like pencils. Zhang Feng slowly walked over from behind Qin Qingning, put his arms around her waist, and rested his chin on her shoulder.

The sudden movement made her pause, then she relaxed.

"Stop it, I'm still cooking. Can you come back in the evening?" Qin Qingning pleaded in a low voice.

Zhang Feng didn't plan to do anything, but when he heard her words, his hands immediately became restless. He touched here and rubbed there, but after a while he let her go.

"Okay, I'll let you go for now. You have to serve me well tonight." He chuckled and turned to leave the kitchen.

As soon as Zhang Feng walked to the gate, his four three-year-old sons rushed over to him.

"Dad, let's go fishing." Zhang Chengtian said.

"Dinner is about to start, why are you fishing?" Zhang Feng touched his head and refused mercilessly.

"It's still early, Dad is lying. It's not even 12 o'clock yet, and we still have an hour before dinner." Seeing Zhang Feng making excuses, Zhang Chengyun immediately exposed him.

Before, this kid refused to get up to eat in the morning and was hungry before noon. Zhang Feng didn't indulge him and told him that lunch time was at 12 o'clock every day.

He would remember it, and every time lunch was earlier or later, he would ask why he couldn't eat earlier that day.

I don’t know why these guys like fishing so much, even more than Zhang Feng. It seems that I have to find them some hobbies, such as playing football, playing piano, painting, etc., so that they don’t always bother their father.

"Dad, give me a hug~" Before Zhang Feng could continue to find excuses, his other son, Zhang Chengwu, who had just learned to walk, staggered over with shorter legs, grabbed Zhang Feng's trouser leg and shook it, then opened his arms. His little look was so adorable.

Zhang Feng picked him up, bit his face lightly, then moved his face closer and rubbed it.

Seeing how cute they were, Zhang Feng decided to meet their request, so he said loudly: "Let's go, kids, follow Dad and I to go fishing."

Zhang Feng bent down again, picked up a small one, and walked towards the fish pond with big strides, followed by a string of little radish heads and accompanied by cheers.

"Hey, let's go fishing."

"Let's go fishing."

"Oh, oh, Daddy, wait for me."

(End of this chapter)