Long ago, UNEP launched a plan called the Billion Trees Operation.

The main goal of this plan is to prevent desertification, plant tree greening, establish oasis and environmental sustainable development, and slow down the environmental problems caused by the warming of Blue Star.

Later, this plan evolved and became a "million forest" tree planting program, planting millions of trees on five continents around the world.

The Northern Philippines region has always been a severely affected area of ​​land desertification.

Because the entire region is backward in development and has been plundered by colonists for many years, most countries and people live in poverty, and there is basically no such thing as desert control here.

They cannot use the power of one country to carry out centralized governance like Xia State, and the whole nation will plant trees.

So the area of ​​the desert is getting bigger every year and there is no way to control it.

Usually, only some small environmental protection organizations under the UNEP are doing tree planting and sand control, and their model basically spends money to hire local people to work.

Tukurti is one of the hired farmers.

The organization that hired him was called the North African Youth Environmental Warriors Alliance, and their organizer was a female environmentalist who was awarded by the United Nations - Heba Alfara.

Turkurti was waiting at the entrance of the village early in the morning. Today is the day for the organization to send saplings.

The organization will regularly send saplings to hired farmers every month and ask them to plant trees. As long as the sapling shares are planted that month, the work will be completed.

Of course, the organization will also send people to check the effect of planting trees from time to time, because some people who like to cheat will always secretly throw the saplings away from their white-collar workers' salaries.

Turkurti is not such a person. Although he is not well-educated and is limited to the level of knowing hundreds of words, he is very clear about the harm of the desert. Planting trees is the only way to make the desert better. Even if he doesn't give money, he is willing to do it, as long as he can support his family.

After waiting for a while, the saplings were delivered.

Kurti stood up and waved toward the car.

The car stopped and jumped out of the car a white man and a black man, both acquaintances.

The white man, Mike, is an UNEP staff member, whose main job is to transport saplings and dispatch them.

The black guy was a local named Walid, who worked for the North African Youth Environmental Warriors Alliance. His main task was to communicate with local people and record the distribution of saplings.

Turkurti usually deals with these two people, so he is already very familiar with them. He first greets the other party in local language, and then asks them why they are late, because he has been watching the branch inserted on the ground counting the time, and the shadow of the branch is half short.

"This time, the saplings were transported here many days. We spent a whole day yesterday and finished it in the early morning, so it was a little late to leave in the morning."

The white Mike explained it in his bad local language, and Tukulti listened carefully for a while before he understood it.

Wallid smiled and patted Tukulti on the shoulder: "Turn the saplings first, we are going to rush to the next village."

"OK."

Kurtie started working without saying a word.

The car was filled with dense saplings, bundles, just like before.

But what made Tukurti a little strange was that these saplings seemed a little different from the previous ones, so he asked directly: "Why are these saplings different from the previous two months?"

Mike replied: "The last batch of saplings has been used up, this is a new sapling."

Turkurti frowned a little disappointed and said to Mike: "Why don't you use the last saplings? Those saplings are very good, they can grow after planting them. They are better than other saplings. I like to plant such saplings."

Kurtti said something a little quick, but Mike couldn't quite understand it, so he could only rely on Wallid's translation.

After understanding what Tukurti meant, he picked up a bundle of saplings, looked at them, and said in a little puzzled manner: "Why do I think these saplings grow bigger and should be better... Well, why do you all say that the previous saplings are good?"

"It's not a question of whether you grow up or not, it's a question of whether you can live by planting it."

Tukur explained with his hands and feet: "In the past, when we planted trees, half of them would die without watering for a few days. Not to mention the saplings that had just been planted could not survive. But the saplings that had just been planted for two months were very good. The saplings could survive after planting small saplings. It doesn't matter if they watered less. And they were not afraid of storms. Many savages survived, so that they could plant trees quickly."

Wallid quickly translated Tukulti's words to Mike, and then asked again: "Mike, where did the saplings come from before? Since the farmers have all agreed, why not continue to use those saplings?"

Mike pondered silently.

The Salala Desert is the largest desert in the world. It is controlled by strong subtropical airflow all year round. The climate and environment are very harsh, so if you want to successfully manage it, you can't see any hope at present.

The consensus reached by UNEP and various environmental protection organizations is basically to strive to effectively control the Salala Desert and continue to expand through scientific governance, so that the environment around the desert can be improved. That's all.

They planted trees around the Salala Desert, but to be honest, they have achieved very little success over the years.

The reason is very simple, because of the harsh environment and climate, and the severe lack of water resources, it is difficult for the seedlings to survive after planting, which often makes their efforts useless.

Moreover, it takes a long time to maintain the seedlings after they are planted.

For them, maintenance means hiring more people and spending more money.

These will be heavy burdens. Environmental organizations like them will even directly crush their finances, so it is not easy.

Before, I had already traveled to several villages to deliver seedlings along the way. The farmers in those villages were like Tukurti, who praised the good saplings of the previous saplings and hoped to continue using them.

This made Mike realize that the saplings of the previous ones were really unique, and he had to react upward to explain the situation.

Of course, as a staff member of the United Nations Environment Programme, he has also heard of the recent rumor about the bribery of the purchasing specialist, and it seems that the sapling change this time is related to it.

This made him feel a little helpless. He was just a low-level employee and there were many things he could not make decisions.
Chapter completed!