Chapter 1244: The Farm of Justice (Twenty-Six)

When the international situation is turbulent, leisurely days are always short-lived. When the seeds buried deep in the ground are quietly sprouting, Hal, wearing a bomber jacket, comes to Kent Farm again.

Bruce opened the door, and when he saw the expression on Hal's face, he knew that he must be bringing good news.

As soon as Hal saw Bruce, he immediately stepped forward and shook hands with him, and then hugged him again. Hal patted Bruce's arm hard and said, "Bruce, I really need to thank you this time."

"Come in, it seems you have good news to tell."

Hal was hesitant. He looked inside, and Clark came out. He stretched out his hand to open the door wider and said, "Spring plowing is coming to an end. My parents went to town to return the rented equipment, because there are Too many loose ends to sort out, they'll be in town for three days and we're the only ones here."

Hal's eyes fell on Diana's face again, and Bruce also looked back at Diana and said, "She is one of our own for the time being, or in other words, she and you are also our own."

"You mean she..." Hal made a flying gesture with his hand, and Bruce nodded and said, "You probably don't know, but Oliver must know that Amazon women all have special abilities. Diana has participated twice. World War."

Hal was still a little doubtful, but after a while, he walked in anyway and said: "Since it is your guarantee, it is okay to let her join. Don't blame me for being too suspicious. After all, it is a big deal."

Hal smelled the aroma of rice as soon as he entered the house. Clark pointed to the kitchen, where Diana was washing her hands. Clark said: "There is only one person here who doesn't know how to cook. I won't tell you, but you should know it."

Bruce rolled his eyes, walked to the dining table and sat down, but Hal raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "You actually admitted it like that. It seems that your mental illness has indeed improved a lot. If it had been in the past, you would have You have to learn 180 dishes to prove that you are no worse than them."

Soon, Diana came out of the kitchen, put her hands on her hips and said proudly: "I made two Amazon specialties, which will definitely taste delicious on your tongue."

Clark put on gloves and brought out a basin-like bowl with a whole fish in it. He put the dish down, clapped his hands and said, "I don't know how this compares to Martha's secret grilled fish. But I think it’s pretty good.”

"In your opinion, it should be incomparable. There is no dish in this world that can match the taste of mom." Diana shrugged and smiled.

Hal looked at the pot of fish but was stunned. He subconsciously said: "Bake first and then steam. How come this is a bit like my father's method of processing fish? Westerners generally don't do this with fish, right?"

Hal immediately picked up the fork. He held out a hand and said, "Sorry, I'll take a bite first."

After saying that, he inserted a piece of fish into his mouth. Diana frowned slightly, as if she thought his move was a bit rude, but soon Hal showed a shocked expression and looked at Diana. Say, "Do you know a pilot named Steve Trevor?"

When she heard that name, Diana's expression changed. After a while, she suddenly realized it. She looked Hal up and down and said, "What's your last name, Jordan? Are you Jordan's son or nephew?"

"If the Jordan you are talking about is Martin Jordan, then, yes, I am his son." Hal nodded and said.

Diana immediately walked to the dining table anxiously and asked, "Is he okay?"

"He is fine. Apart from his age and a few minor problems, everything is fine."

Looking at Clark's confused look, Hal said: "My dad is also a pilot. He once told me about World War II. At that time, he had a commander who was also his comrade named Steve Te Leif."

"Once, they encountered a major accident in the air. Steve saved him, otherwise he would have died. But later, they transferred to different departments. My father used some methods, but he couldn't contact Shi. Tiff, he’s been trying to repay his life for so many years.”

"But it's a pity that he is just an ordinary pilot, with little room for promotion and few connections. During the war, everyone can only protect themselves. My father did not have the energy to look for him. But after the war, we were far apart and couldn't contact him. He can only take a group photo every day to remember his old comrades."

After saying that, Hal took another look at Diana's young and beautiful face, touched his chin and said, "Are you Steve's daughter? But you don't look alike. I've seen his photos, or should I say, you Are they his other relatives?"

Diana lowered her head and took a deep breath, then shook her head gently. Bruce pulled Hal's arm, but Hal was still a little unresponsive.

"Is he okay?" Hal asked.

"He has passed away." Diana blinked softly and said, then her lips pursed into a line, turned her back to a few people, and said in a somewhat complicated tone: "That was a long time ago ”

The atmosphere in the room became a little silent. Just when Clark was about to speak, Hal said before him: "When my father missed Steve, he often said that he was a man with 'big love' , I don’t quite understand what great love is, but I know that he is a good person.”

"He actually risked his life to save my father. This kindness will never be forgotten by the Jordan family. No matter what, there will always be someone who remembers Steve Trevor."

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Diana finally couldn't hold it any longer, and her eyes turned a little red. Clark stepped forward, hugged her, and patted her back gently.

After a while, the always strong princess finally regained her composure. When everyone sat down at the dining table again, their relationship with each other was drawn into each other. They not only shared secrets, but also shared emotions, which made everyone feel more relaxed. They confirmed that they were in the same group and there were no outsiders here.

"I came here this time to tell you some good news. Although you will probably see it in the news in a few days, I feel that I should tell you the results of Oliver's hard work as soon as possible."

Hal cleared his throat and said: "We achieved a great victory in the battle in the western part of Guadalajara, Jalisco. We occupied about 200 square miles of land in the Ameca River Basin and repulsed the forces that had been entrenched there. The drug lord group has completely taken back more than 70,000 acres of high-quality farmland from them.”

"How much?!" Clark stood up from his chair in shock.

"70,000 acres! High-quality farmland!"

Clark gasped, and Diana looked at him and asked, "Approximately how big is Kent Farm?"

"About 3,000 acres."

Diana also gasped, and Clark raised his voice and said, "Wait a minute, Hal, I want to make sure, it's high-quality cultivated land, not the total area, right?"

Hal nodded, and Clark's eyes widened. He said, "The 3,000 acres of Kent Farm include woodland, waterways, roads, warehouses, and other non-arable land that cannot be cultivated, as well as large areas of housing land. Although Kent Farm The name is a farm, but in fact we are a multi-industry complex integrating agriculture, animal husbandry and forestry, not just farmland.”

"Furthermore, not all farmland can be called high-quality farmland. According to the standards of large farm land in the United States, Kent Farm has at most 1,000 acres of high-quality farmland, and 1/3 of these high-quality farmland is still in rotation. In other words, the actual output of high-quality cultivated land is just over 700 acres.”

Clark kept a shocked expression, sat down slowly and said, "And now, they have 70,000 acres of high-quality farmland, my God!"

Hal sighed and said: "But actually, this number is not too much, it can even be said to be a bit small, because the Ameca River Basin is close to the central and western parts of Mexico and is within the radiation range of Guadalajara. The cultivated land there is Conditions are not as good as in the northwest.”

"Mexico has a lot of arable land, with superior natural conditions and a lot of high-quality arable land. However, most of the high-quality arable land is concentrated in the northwest bordering the United States, where the terrain is flat, the agriculture has a long history, and large-scale mechanized agriculture is mostly practiced."

"In other words, the place you occupy is not a plain?" Diana asked.

"No, the area we occupy is also a plain and has rich water veins. But the reason why it has been occupied by drug lords for a long time is also a legacy of history."

"Is it the Mexican government's problem?" Clark asked with a frown.

Hal had a dumbfounded expression on his face. He glanced at a few people and said, "You must think that the current bad situation in Mexico is entirely to blame on the government, but that is not the case."

"You should know that Mexico's agriculture had a long period of glory and was known as a model for agricultural development in third world countries."

“From the 1010s to the 1920s, Mexico began to carry out large-scale land reforms, confiscating all the land of large estate owners and large farmers, and distributed it to farmers. At the same time, village communities, also known as cooperative farms, were established in units of 20 households, and farmland was allocated to individuals. , all other production lands are collectively owned.”

"Beginning in 1940, the Mexican government began to develop the northwest and built water conservancy projects to solve the problem of irrigation conditions. Agricultural output in the northwest increased rapidly, and the central and southern regions also benefited from various agricultural policy subsidies."

Clark slowly widened his eyes, but Diana, a history major, touched her chin as if she remembered something and said: "I seem to remember, it's true. I remember learning it when I was studying agricultural history, Mexico is one of the few countries in the world that has explored collective ownership.”

"If that's the case, how come they are like this now?" Clark asked.

"The problem lies in the process of industrialization." Hal took a deep breath and sighed: "The success in agriculture makes the Mexican government feel that it can speed up the pace of industrialization."

"Mexico wants to transform into an industrialized country, but their method is wrong and their pace is too fast. In addition, the previous agricultural reforms did not actually solve the fundamental problems. Up to now, it has become completely rigid."

“For the sake of the industrialization process, the Mexican government has given up many agricultural policy preferences. In less than 30 years, the proportion of agricultural output value in the total GDP has dropped from 15% to about 7%. This is a direct cut in half, which will bring about It goes without saying what disastrous consequences it will have.”

Clark opened his mouth, and the expression on his face changed several times, as if he thought the ending was a bit ridiculous, but Bruce saw it more clearly, and he said directly: "America's wrong example."

Bruce picked up a piece of fish with a fork and put it on the plate. As he cut it, he said: "The whole world wants to recreate the glory of the United States and embark on a golden road, but there is no gold on this road, only a mouth full of sand."

Hal nodded and said: "It's not enough to copy it mechanically. The completely industrialized development route is simply a waste of Mexico's superior natural conditions and the results of previous reforms and development."

"Overly hasty reforms have plunged the people into confusion, not knowing whether they should stick to their good fields or follow the wave of industrialization. This confusion has given the criminal industry an opportunity to take advantage of it."

"But precisely because the transformation failed, internal conflicts were too acute, and the economic crisis broke out due to wrong decisions, the Mexican government was even less able to fight crime. As a result, the country fell step by step to where it is today."

Diana said with some emotion: "We should not deny the significance of exploration because of failure, nor should we ignore the suffering of the people on this land. Drug crime is the enemy of the world."

Hal nodded vigorously with deep understanding. He glanced at the eyes of several people again, pinched his fingers and said hesitantly: "I have another mission this time, and that is to seek help from you. When Oliver met It’s an unsolvable problem, and it’s a big problem.”

"What trouble?"

“We don’t know how to farm!”