Chapter 6528 Trading

Chapter 6528 Trading
When a small local lord like Bi Laoliu heard that a large number of locusts were about to rush over, he immediately took the core population and ran away.

Anyway, I am not very ambitious. I have a village with a few thousand people. I can't survive anywhere. There is a locust plague in Central Asia. Why don't I quickly switch from farming to nomadic life and go to Lao Yuan's house to avoid the disaster? Why do I have to fight to the death here?

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In short, after receiving the news, those veterans with ninth-level titles established fiefdoms and basically disbanded on the spot within a few days. After all, it was an official, stamped notice document, so if they didn't run away now, when would they run? If the locusts really came, they would not be able to escape even if they wanted to.

This scene made the Central Asian families very depressed. They actually wanted to run away, but they couldn't. If they had the ability to take hundreds of thousands of people with them and run away, they would have dared to do so. The problem was that if they had the ability to take hundreds of thousands of people with them and move away, they would have used it long ago. Not to mention organizing hundreds of thousands of people to run away, the materials that needed to be prepared in advance and the resources and manpower that needed to be allocated were not something that the Central Asian families could afford. It was impossible for them to run away, so they had to just hold on.

Shi Min couldn't survive the beating in the end. Zhang Fan of the Hanoi Zhang family was a gentle man and just beat Shi Min with a hammer but didn't beat him to death.

There is no way. The three major families of Hanoi Zhang, Shanyang Wang and Wenxi Pei are located on the coast of the Persian Gulf. The feng shui of this place is very good, but this place has always been the only way for locusts from East Africa to migrate.

Especially after the super locust plague occurred, the locusts evolved to the point where they were too lazy to take a detour and flew directly over the Red Sea, and their first stop was the Persian Gulf. Therefore, every time a super locust plague occurred in East Africa, the Persian Gulf would suffer a heavy blow.

And because the locusts of the super locust plague are forcing their way across the Red Sea, the hunger problem will become extremely serious. The locusts that have just passed by will not only eat crops, but even wood and their weaker counterparts, which fully demonstrates what omnivorous creatures are. In short, the combat effectiveness of the locusts that have just flown across the Red Sea will be very amazing, and hunger drives them to eat everything in sight.

So after receiving Shi Min's notice, the polite Zhang Fan couldn't help but take action.

There is no way. For those families in northern Central Asia, at most a super locust plague squad has passed through. Dozens of families have been collectively stricken by billions of locusts. The three families in the Persian Gulf are the main force of locusts passing through. As long as the East African locusts cross the Red Sea, these three families will be the first stop.

"If we gather all the young and strong men, we can probably get together hundreds of thousands of them, but that's only one wave, and even if we conduct drills, most of them are not qualified, plus they don't have enough armor, so even if we win the battle across the sea, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold our ground." Wang Bin said with some despair.

"Well, after the East African locusts are diverted in the Persian Gulf, most of them will still reach Kushan. So even if you attack the Kushan coast and take over some places on the west coast of the Indian Ocean, it will not solve the problem." Shi Min said cautiously.

Before leaving, Shi Min was hit hard again by the heads of the three families, and even had several broken bones. However, the beating did not make him feel better, and the problem was not solved.

"If we don't do this, we'll all die. Let's do it." Zhang Fan exhaled and said, "People always have to live to have a future. You two families can just do it. I will write a letter to Chen Zichuan and take all the responsibility. If something really happens, I will accept the punishment. If I die, you can help my brother."

Unlike the Yong family, which has only tens of thousands of people and black soil backed by an ice-free port, so there is no problem with reclamation, the three families in the Persian Gulf only have enough land for the population they bring, and the rest needs to be continuously cultivated. In fact, this is basically the case for all the major families in Central Asia.

What does it mean that perhaps hundreds of billions of locusts have passed through my territory?
Is this a border crossing? He wants to suck the blood out of our Hanoi Zhang family and eat them all!
Although Shi Min was beaten, he could really sympathize with Zhang Fan. This was the family of one of the Three Dukes and a wealthy family for generations. Zhang Fan's good temper was something that could be recorded in history books, but sympathy was useless.

"We three families will organize all the young and strong people to cross the sea to fight a decisive battle with the Kushans. Is it possible to occupy a piece of land there? Anyway, the worst that can happen is being beaten to death, which is much better than starving to death." Zhang Fan watched Pei Mao's final round of struggle, while Shi Min, who had been beaten three times, sat opposite the three of them with a bruised face and nose, watching the real leaders of the three families communicate.

The distance between these three companies is too far, so far that it is impossible to transport the goods here, or even if they are transported here, the loss cannot be sustained.

So the gentle and refined Zhang Fan was in despair. He had no idea at all after hearing it. There was nothing else in his mind except the word "self-destruction".

The patriarchs of the three powerful families all looked at Shi Min viciously when they heard this. Damn it, they couldn't help but want to kill Shi Min. What should they do?

"The best way now is to build enclosed earth and stone buildings such as bunkers, forts and bastions. Our family has already done the first wave of tests. The large-scale East African desert locusts are very powerful. When they are hungry, they will even gnaw on wood." Shi Min shrank back, then spoke very cautiously. He had to say it, but he had to say it too.

As a result, before he could enjoy this happy life, a locust plague came. And it was a locust plague of this magnitude. Pei Mao felt that he was really going crazy!

No matter what these three companies grow, after hundreds of billions of locusts pass through, there should be only stones left in the area. Everything else edible or that can be bitten by locusts will basically be gone.

Originally among the three families in the Persian Gulf, the Pei family only had an elite force when they arrived. The Hanoi Zhang family and the Shanyang Wang family needed to transform their family status from a normal system into a military aristocracy, so they gave the Pei family face and let the other party take the last seat. As a result, after a few years, the Pei family really sat firmly on this seat.

"Unlike those noble families in the north, if they don't care about the losses, they can at least afford the losses of transporting grain from Xinzhou." Wang Bin said with a dark face.

"What should we do now?" Wang Bin half-closed his eyes, and the little bit of pupils that were exposed looked dull, as he just stared at the coastline in the distance.

This is why the Yang family said that they were finally about to reap the rewards, but ended up with such a wave. After so many years of land reclamation and continuous population purification, the core areas of the Central Asian families have basically stabilized. This is why Chen Xi asked his middle-level officers to come here to study, because they can really learn a lot at this point in time.

"The combined population of our three families is more than two million. How do you think we can cope with it? I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. The food reserves of our three families are not enough to feed so many people." Zhang Fan looked at Shi Min with a cold face.

"Don't pretend. There is only one way now." Pei Mao said with cold eyes, "The problem is that if we do this, how can we get past Chen Hou?"

"Is there no good way?" Pei Mao said frantically. After leaving the Central Plains and entering Central Asia, their Wenxi Pei family seemed to have suddenly opened up their Ren and Du meridians and ascended to heaven. The performances of their five sons were more amazing than the other, and they successfully built a framework for the Pei family as a wealthy family. After a few years, the Pei family, which originally had an unstable foundation, can now stand on equal footing with the truly prosperous and wealthy families.

"It seems that there is no better solution at the moment. Strategic weapons such as the Blazing Sky Ring cannot be used." Shi Min lowered his head and said, "We can only bear it. The locust plague is destined to start this year. We can't stop it. We can only wait and remember to deal with it later to prevent it from happening again."

Wang Bin and Pei Mao looked at each other and nodded.

The next day, all the ports on the west coast of the Indian Ocean received news that the Kushans were collecting grain in the Persian Gulf, and the price offered was much higher than the market price. More importantly, it was paid in cash, and there was no upper limit on the grain purchase.

Local merchants quickly set out upon hearing the news, and began to stockpile grain in preparation for selling it to the Persian Gulf. About thirteen or fourteen days later, a merchant who had once engaged in smuggling with the Han family in the Persian Gulf tentatively sent a shipload of grain. After successfully receiving a payment of 1.5 times the current market price, merchants on the west coast of Kushan began to move out on a large scale.

"We don't have enough money. Sorry." The gold, silver and copper coins of the three families were quickly used up. In this kind of international trade, unless these smugglers were powerful enough to collude with the Han Dynasty, it was impossible for them to accept the bills of exchange in Chen Xi's hand.

It's not that these smugglers think there is anything wrong with Chen Xi's exchange bills, but they can't engage in large-scale smuggling with the Han Dynasty. Otherwise, they would accept the Han Dynasty's exchange bills at a preservation rate. Therefore, when the three Persian Gulf companies said that they did not have enough cash, the grain merchants did not hesitate to break off the transaction, but then the three companies took out the information to offset the payment.

After all, at this point, time is money. The second round of locust plague should take off from East Africa in May at the latest. The scale of this time is enough to directly hit the Red Sea. There is only a little time left. The three families dare not delay at all. Even if they have to take out contraband information, they must transport the Kushan's food and grass to their own basements.

As for whether he would be held accountable or killed for exchanging contraband materials for food, Zhang Fan, as the head of the family, had already written a petition, so at worst he would just die.

If he doesn't change, more people will die, and Zhang Fan might also die. It's better to change him. Who knows, he might be able to survive it. After all, he has to make decisions in an emergency. Chen Xi is still reasonable in some matters.

It is impossible to delay any longer. The food and grass must be exchanged as quickly as possible. Otherwise, when the locusts covering the sky and the sun really rush to the Persian Gulf, those greedy Kushan grain merchants will probably raise the price as a matter of course, even if they do not realize that these locusts can rush to their Kushan.

We are not fools, so we should sell it as quickly as possible. Even if it is a so-called low price, it is definitely worth it under the premise that time is money in this world.

"Don't be so harsh." Pei Qian said with a smile, "Those who can do this kind of big business of smuggling have backers. Although we can't afford it, it doesn't mean that we don't have other materials to exchange. Barter is also a way of thinking, don't you think?"

"Silk and porcelain are also hard currency." The Kushan grain merchants said so. The Kushan Empire was not short of food. The advantage of three harvests a year was too obvious. In addition, the lower castes were not regarded as human beings. Food and grass were never a problem for the Kushan Empire. Therefore, the grain merchants did not care why the three Persian Gulf countries had to purchase large amounts of grain. For them, as long as they could sell it, they would make a profit.

No one would think that the grain from these grain merchants was confiscated. Sorry, these grains are the theoretical inventory of Kushan. The reason why no one suspected that Xun Qi's fire dragon burned the warehouse was because this was a common practice in Kushan and it was not a surprise at all. Most of the middle-level bureaucrats knew about it.

It was because of this kind of thinking that the Kushan grain was actually not easy to sell, because everyone was selling grain and didn’t know who to sell it to. It seemed that all the principalities had grain and were not short of it.

But even so, the lower castes still have to eat grass and leaves. Even if the princely state is not short of food, even if some of the stored food and grass are spoiled, it is not the turn of the lower castes to eat rice!

Pei Qian looked at the ugly faces of the Kushan grain merchants and felt helpless. Except for the guys who made a living from them, all the top-quality silk, white porcelain and other goods had long been sold to Rome in exchange for various things. How could they have been preserved until now?

"It's not those things, but the information." Pei Qian said with a dark face.

"The information is worthless." The Kushan grain merchant had no interest in the information in Pei Qian's hand. Pei Qian felt his blood pressure rising continuously. There was no way. He was really defeated. He had thought of various situations, but he had never thought that this situation would happen.

"The ruler of the state behind you needs this. This is a custom-made process for creating a special talent from scratch. It contains important talent structure logic and the thinking process of how to train a certain talent from scratch." Pei Qian said coldly, and the grain merchant was stunned.

Even if you have never come into contact with some things, you will know how important they are just by hearing the name. For example, the construction foundation of a space elevator and the technical ratio of related materials are things that any normal person would know that if they have the chance to get them, they would definitely try them.

The guys who can serve as dogs for the ruler of a local state have some vision and are not pure fools. So when Pei Qian spoke, the grain merchant restrained his indifferent expression and looked at Pei Qian with some hesitation and solemnity.

"How do we verify the authenticity of this information?" the grain merchant asked with some concern.

Pei Qian tore a stack of information into two halves in front of the grain merchant. He said, "Find a way to leave your body and give this half to someone who understands. He will tell you the answer. Although half is missing, some things can only be understood by professionals." Pei Qian threw the upper half of the information to the grain merchant.

After the grain merchant took it, without any hesitation, he let the internal energy that had been protecting him leave his body and take the information back to his hometown, Gujarat, to find professionals for confirmation.

Less than a day later, the one who had left earlier and flew back with the information brought back three more people. One of them was a great nobleman from Gujarat, Ahmad, Gujarat's younger brother who went to participate in the Nordic War.

"We want the information. What do you want? Do you need our Kushans to provide you with shelter?" Ahmadda looked at Pei Qian and said.

"We need seventy ships of food and fodder, mainly fine grain." Pei Qian looked at the four people with internal energy leaving their bodies without any panic. The group of people from the Yang family sent King Xiang back, so as long as the group on the opposite side dared to rob him, Pei Qian didn't mind taking action.

"Too many. If your information has a more accurate description, a complete and systematic training method, complete details of the infantry drill manual, pattern comparison, and the secret medicines needed in the elite backbone training process, then seventy ships will not be a problem. Although this information is worth something now, it is not worth it in this way!" Ahmad shook his head and refused.

The three families in the Persian Gulf are not crazy. Although they have decided to exchange certain information for food, they will not give up the most core information. But even the old version of the information will contain an understanding and view of the talent structure. This way of thinking is actually the most important part of talent development. Ahmadda can recognize this, so he flew here directly.

"Are you Bei Guiren?" Pei Qian saw Ahmada shaking his head and realized that he was not Nan Guiren. Nan Gui shook his head to show his agreement. He couldn't help but be a little surprised. Could Bei Gui come up with so much food? This was too ridiculous.

"No, I'm a Kushan." Ahmada said with a smile, "Seventy ships are too many. What you want is too urgent. If it's not urgent, I can collect it for you, but if you must collect it all this month, it's impossible. In fact, you can't find another state that can get more food and send it in such a short time."

Gujarat is located in the westernmost part of India in later generations, and it has two major ports, which makes smuggling convenient. Therefore, Ahmadda is not joking. In such a short time, only their Gujarat can gather all the food and grass. For other states, it will take time just to deliver the food and grass to the port.

"If you have more complete information, can you provide seventy ships of food and fodder?" Pei Qian frowned, he also realized that time was too tight.

"If you have the complete set of information I mentioned before, I can lead my troops to rob the navy's reserve food and send it to you." Ahmada said calmly, leaving Pei Qian speechless.

"Seventy ships of food and fodder, the kind that is edible and filling but won't kill people." Pei Qian said after a moment of silence. Although Ahmada didn't elaborate, he had actually made it clear. Forget about getting seventy ships in such a short time in terms of quality and quantity. Besides, I'm the only seller, so I'll give you the actual price.

"Okay, thirty ships of food have been shipped, and they will arrive in about ten days at the fastest speed." Ahmad said calmly. It was obvious that he had arranged everything. He didn't want to know why the Persian Gulf needed so much food. He just needed this set of information now. Besides, for the seventy ships of food, thirty ships of fine grain and forty ships of food that would not kill people would be enough.

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