Xiao Letian's colonial model was completely different from that of the Europeans, relying on the huge population base of the Central Plains and the displaced groups generated by years of turmoil, he began to carry out the large-scale migration of Chinese people to Nanyang.

Xiao Lotian wanted the resources of Nanyang, so he could build the reclamation area himself, use the Chinese immigrant community to build villages to open up new farmland, and eventually connect countless farmlands and villages into a huge reclamation area.

Rice, rubber, spices...... Including seafood and some minerals, these riches did not depend on the hands of the local princely kings and natives, but only used the power of their own Chinese people.

Some people may say that this is not the immigration occupation of Chiguoguo? But Xiao Letian was very clever not to directly pick out the situation, and he chose to take a step back at the most critical juncture.

Xiao Lotian definitely does not challenge the cake of the European powers, taxes are paid as usual, and the industries involved in European capital have chosen to retreat, such as gold mines, voyage trade, spices, etc., these industries Xiao Letian interfered very shallowly, and his funds were mainly concentrated in the relatively low-profit industry of grain planting trade.

The hard-earned money that you European powers are not willing to earn, we will earn, and the big money you are making, we will avoid it for the time being.

Moreover, from the beginning to the end, Xiao Lotian did not run the reclamation areas in the name of the state, but invested in these Chinese agglomeration areas in the name of Lotte Bank and foreign banks.

This purely commercial model avoids sovereignty disputes with European colonizers and princely kings, and completely defines the reclamation area as a commercial investment project, just like the current Tanggu Special Zone.

In international law, the Tanggu Special Industrial Zone has now become a commercial project independently invested by Xiao Lotian Group and operated in the Qing Dynasty, which is protected by the International Commercial Law, and through 'friendly' negotiations with the Qing Dynasty, the Special Economic Zone has obtained the right of autonomy.

You don't need to ask for much autonomy, just write about seventy or eighty years, God knows if the Great Qing Kingdom will still be there in seventy or eighty years.

The deep colonization of Nanyang is also this routine, and the large commercial groups of Lotte Bank, foreign banks and the Chinese have all signed investment contracts with the colonists and the princely kings for more than 80 years.

For the colonists and the princely kings, it is a surefire business to exchange a sum of cash and future tax guarantees for a dead letter and those worthless rainforests.

Although there have been many conflicts between the Chinese and indigenous monkeys in the reclamation area, but under the mediation of Xiao Letian's diplomats, the relationship between the reclamation area and the Europeans and the princely royal family has been very close.

This is also reasonable, what is the greatest wealth that has been precipitated by China's bureaucratic culture for thousands of years? That is, of course, the culture of corruption! China's officials have the most variety of gift-giving methods in the world, and they are simply perfect in engaging in such small methods of secretly conveying benefits.

In the eyes of these Central Plains bureaucrats, the Europeans' methods of soliciting and giving bribes are as straightforward as those of primary school students, and those stupid princely kings are even more unable to resist the sycophantic knowledge precipitated by thousands of years of bureaucratic culture.

Look, everything in the world is useful, even corrupt officials, if you use them in the right place, they are also a treasure. In recent years, the CIA has discovered many geniuses who give and solicit bribes in the Qing Dynasty, commonly known as officialdom oil.

When these people unite and go to the South Seas to corrupt the European colonial officials and the princely kings, it is simply to bombard mosquitoes with cannons.

What a miraculous plan, Molière now had an urge to kneel down to his enemy, Xiao Letian, isn't this a genius.

There are also countless Chinese immigrants in Xiao Letian's reclamation area, which is actually the giant camel in the Middle Eastern proverb. In the sandstorm, the owner hid in the tent, and the camel carefully stuck its head in.

"I only put my head in to avoid the wind, and my body was still outside...... You see my head is in, and my shoulders are in...... The shoulders are all in, and my front legs are coming in too......"

Little by little, the camels squeezed in, and when the owner of the tent found that he had no space, but it was too late, and when the camel had a butt, the owner of the tent had to roll into the sandstorm.

It is a very old-fashioned but classic strategy, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see through, mainly because this strategy takes a very long time, and the previous paralysis work must be done in place.

The Chinese diplomats who roamed around the South Seas to eat, drink and have fun were the narcotics that were scattered throughout the South Seas, so that they could not see what these Chinese were doing, or they thought that it was just a group of greedy farmers working.

Anyway, people all over the world know that Chinese are extremely good at farming, and they love to do this kind of thing, so it is nature to farm desperately!

Molière shook his head and sighed, "I'm sure those British colonial officials and princely kings don't know about the storage of these 120,000 tons ......of rice at all!

"It's too deep, and the next step up from deep colonization is the actual occupation, but just this layer of window paper, Xiao Letian can deceive the world!"

"But you damned thing, never try to deceive me! I, Molière, will expose your plot in front of the whole world, you conspirator!"

Molière pointed to the heavens and cursed, and the Russian ** officials next to him were all stunned, although they were also shocked by such a huge grain depot, but they were not in a state of hysteria.

But the next thing was even more unimaginable to them, only to see Moli scolding tired and holding on to the granary, panting heavily, he took out a cigarette from the pocket of his military uniform, lit it and took a few deep breaths.

He said lightly to his intelligence officer, "Pour kerosene...... Burn this grain!"

"Oh my God, are you crazy? This is 120,000 tons of rice, my God, this will feed Muscovites for a year......"

Stefansky jumped up in anger on the spot and tried to stop it, but Molière's faint words left him completely speechless.

"Muscovites eat for a year? Can you take it with you? You say it's a huge fortune, can you turn it into cash?"

"You can't take it away, and you can't turn it into cash, and this doesn't belong to you Russia...... Excuse me, what right do you have to stop me? You remember to me, this is Xiao Letian's food, and if you keep it for him, you will be an enemy!"

Stefansky, whom Molière refuted, was speechless, knowing that according to the laws of war, Molière was right to try to weaken the enemy.

But this is 120,000 tons of grain, and in the bitter cold of Russia, countless poor people starve to death every winter, and their affection for food is beyond the comprehension of the French in the warm zone.

"Hey...... Damn it, since you French are willing to do evil, we will not mix, and we will give the order to the soldiers to hurry up and carry the gold and silver onto the ship, and we will not have much time to delay...... Let's go!"

The Russian officials withdrew from the grain depot, and at the same time, huge bamboo and wood granaries began to smoke and catch fire, and soon the grain piles full of kerosene turned into huge torches.

One, two, three, four...... The south of Bailayi City has become a sea of fire, and people who are roasted by the heat wave cannot approach it at all, and even the stream within ten meters of the fire has been dried up.

The blazing firelight could be faintly seen dozens of kilometers away, and an ominous thought floated in the hearts of all the Chinese people.

"Could it be that the barn is on fire? Oh my God! That's our savings for five years......"

Molière laughed and threw his cigarette butt into the fire, the glow of the blazing flames dancing on his grimace.

"It's just a little bit of interest, revenge...... It's just getting started!"