After the first wave of thirty ships of food and grass arrived, Pei Qian was obviously much more at ease. With this batch of food and grass, even if the subsequent forty ships of food and grass did not arrive on time, the three Persian Gulf families could at least have a difficult time spending this year. A year would not have passed, and hundreds of thousands or millions of people died.

"The first batch of food and grass has arrived, and we need the second half of the information." After the food arrived, Ahamada came to find Pei Qian as soon as possible.

After thinking for a while, Pei Qian tore half of the information and handed it to Ahamada. Ahamada looked solemn. After taking the second half of the information, he wanted to turn against him. To be honest, he had thought of grabbing this information directly from Pei Qian.

But on the one hand, Pei Qian himself also has a guard, and on the other hand, it is very easy to destroy paper materials. Once Ahamada takes action, Pei Qian sees that things are not good and destroys them directly, then the matter will be in vain.

After all, in so many years, Kushan has not had many opportunities to obtain information from the Han Dynasty, and this is the first time that such information involving talent structures and ideas has been seen.

Therefore, even if Ahamada wants to turn against him, he must consider whether he can obtain it from other places. It depends on the current situation. Ahamada is somewhat worried that the three Persian Gulf companies do not want to trade at all, but just want to get some food and grass.

"If we give the remaining quarter now, we can guarantee that forty ships of food will be sent over within the next ten days." Ahmada flipped through the information in his hand. He had already been familiar with the previous half for more than ten days. After just looking at it, he knew that this was indeed the original, and the content was very exquisite, but it was precisely because of the exquisiteness that the remaining quarter was needed.

"You transport the food and grass here to get one quarter of the next." Pei Qian said calmly. The first thirty ships were all refined grains, which are the so-called Indian indica rice. The thin and slender rice tastes very good. So much refined grain is enough that the three Persian Gulf families will not die this year.

"Go and burn one-third of the indica rice." Ahamada calmly said to the grain merchant. Everyone has no foundation for trust. Well, although I don't know why you exchanged this kind of information, I said at the beginning whether we need to provide protection. If you say you don't need it, then I have to think about what's going on with you.

Although Ahamada did not investigate why the three Persian Gulf families needed so much food, Ahamada at least knew that the three Persian Gulf families needed food and grass, otherwise they would not have used such information to exchange food and grass with them.

Pei Qian's face darkened. The three Persian Gulf families were a little too anxious about this matter, but they were caught. The problem is that in this matter, they could not be in a hurry. They even took out this information to attract a real person who can lead the matter, but it was too anxious, which was indeed a fatal loophole.

"The headache was that I wanted to say that the business was unsuccessful, but we both had no foundation of trust at all." Pei Qian said with an unhappy expression, "I originally hoped to survive the second round and get the food from the forty ships behind me. Because your strength is not weak, even if we don't want to trade, we have to give some materials to end up. But if you are so direct, you really can't trade."

The three Persian Gulf families are not easy to deal with. Although they have made the worst plans in their hearts, they will never be polite if they can get rid of the bad. Whoever wants to trade with the Kushan for real money will not be good if they have a choice.

As for whether the black and black eating will have any impact, both sides are belligerent countries. Who cares about the so-called influence? Why do you want me to vomit it out by abilities?

So from the beginning, the three Persian Gulf families planned to trick the food and grass into the first place and then kill people. As for killing a person of the lord level of the country, would it make Kushan angry and send troops to fight them to the death? Is this a problem? If you don’t cheat food, the three families include local naturalized people, and the total population of two million will be at least half of them.

Can so many deaths in war? Of course, it cannot be done. Moreover, so many deaths in wars will not be destroyed, nor will the local naturalized people become hostile. But if so many people really starve to death, let alone local naturalized people, hundreds of thousands of people brought from the country will have to be hostile to the three Persian Gulf families, which will be starved to death!

So what should I do? Do you still have to think about it? Of course, I'm making food. As for the others, let's talk about it later. If you can't pass this level and starve to death by millions, it's not a problem of killing the head of the family. After the Chang'an imperial edict, all three of them will be ruined. Maybe they don't have to say anything. The three of them will be punished by the surrounding families.

After all, the number of people who died in war and those who died in famine is nothing special. The former has been fighting with the Han Dynasty and Rome for ten years, and there may be only about one million casualties. Under famine, the three Persian Gulf families can die in a year. The fuck should know how to choose with their feet.

"I can swear by Gujarat's country that you will give us the remaining information now, and the next forty ships of food and grass will definitely be delivered here within twelve days." Ahamada looked at Pei Qian and said, knowing that both sides were afraid of fighting against the wolf at both ends. Pei Qian was afraid of giving information. They did not give food and grass behind, and they were afraid that the food and grass behind would be transported over, so Pei Qian did not give information.

"Beigui's oath is still worth a little money, but I cannot agree to such a national event just because of the oath." Pei Qian shook his head and rejected Ahmada's proposal. He was not talking nonsense, but a very realistic point. Gujarat Tuban is a hammer!

Both parties are directly stale here. This is the most difficult part of 0 trust transactions. Seeing that the other party always wants to deceive himself, the worse thing is that Pei Qian is very clear about it. He just has the idea of ​​fraud. It is best not to give information, but it is better to give information if it is not good.

Similarly, looking at the oath made by Ahamada opposite and his previous behavior of preparing to burn food, you will know that the other party is also calculating, which is very uncomfortable.

At this moment, Pei Mao's voice came from Pei Qian's brain, "Stop talking, the other party obviously wants to eat bad things. The thirty ships of food and grass are all indica rice and no miscellaneous grains. Cooperate with the food and grass we smuggled in other countries before, even if it is not enough, we can withstand the locust plague by using the rationing system. Let's take the initiative first."

"What should they do if they set fire to the food?" Pei Qian asked in a call.

"A gamble, in the eyes of the other party, information is more expensive than food." Pei Mao replied in Pei Qian's mind with fierce eyes, "This is actually the first time a transaction, I've been gambled!"

Wang Bin and Zhang Fan were both a little irritated at this time. Although they both had the idea of ​​being black and eating black, after all, they would not be taken to thunder. It would be better not to thunder. Who would want to die if they could live, let alone their very decent living.

It was only after the second round of forty ships that had been prepared that they had launched a plan to eat black and eat black. Facing the situation of Ahama, it seemed that they could not perform.

"Don't think too much, just do it. This is in the Persian Gulf. We can take out the trump card at all costs and quickly defeat the opponent." Pei Mao said sternly to Zhang Fan and Wang Bin. Among the three of them, only Pei Mao truly has the ability to command troops and acts decisively.

"To what extent we have done, thirty ships of indica rice are indeed enough for us to survive, but in fact it is only barely enough. Even if we have mobilized all the people to collect all the weeds and vegetables in the fiefdom, it is difficult to survive even if it is rationed." Wang Bin frowned.

"Use the trump card and quickly defeat Ahmada, but don't kill the opponent, let the opponent go back with incomplete information, bet that the opponent is unwilling to give up, and will bring some food and grass to trade again. Of course, if the opponent dares to come, the strength of the arrival will be far stronger than now." Zhang Fan lowered his head and thought for a moment and made a quick judgment.

The three of them looked at each other and then made up their minds.

Just as Pei Mao estimated, it was the first transaction after all. Although Ahamada had ideas, he didn't just leave. The so-called burning of grain was just a coercion, and only one ship prepared turbulence for burning grain.

After all, it was really going to burn it all. Pei Qian was furious and destroyed the remaining half of the information. For Ahamada, he had just gained nothing and paid for food and supplies. In addition, Pei Qian directly handed over half of the information to Ahamada the last time. Ahamada thought to be able to fool the other party and get the complete information first. The subsequent forty ships of Ahamada were indeed prepared, but if he could cheat other information, he would not mind.

The war broke out quickly, and the three Persian Gulf families took out all their trump cards except King Xiang. Ahmada made a quick decision to burn food. As a result, facing the huge water giant littered out of the sea, the flames just rose and were washed away.

After so many years of hard work, the Zhang family’s spiritual god model of Hanoi has been considered to have been taken. There is no hope for the magma version yet, but the spiritual god of the Sea Giant version has been really created. Even if it can last for a short time, it is still possible to use it to bluff people.

"What do you mean!" After being suppressed by the clouds, Ahmada and the guards around him looked a little ugly.

"It means we are not threatened. We agreed to exchange the entire information for seventy ships of food and grass, so we must exchange it for seventy ships of food and grass." Pei Qian looked at Ahamada and said coldly.

Afterwards, without waiting for Ahamada to answer, Pei Qian continued, "If you don't threaten us, we don't want to do this. If you send them back, you will send them food and grass if you are willing to continue trading. If you don't want to, you will be over. You have already obtained more than thirty ships of food and grass information."

Ahamada and his party were released by Pei Qian, and then the three Persian Gulf families immediately organized people to send the food and grass to the basement. At present, in the Persian Gulf area near the Red Sea, the personnel sent by the three families have seen a small number of large African locusts flying from the Red Sea, which means that the second round of locust plague has ended and entered a state before the outbreak.

"The next thing is to bet on whether the other party will escort the food and grass. I guess they will. After all, they have prepared the food and grass. The only problem is that the food and grass sent this time will not be as good as these thirty ships." Zhang Fan said with a breath.

"Some of them are good to eat. To be honest, even if they are delivered with dried wild vegetables, I can accept it. It's better than not eating it." Pei Mao said with a calm expression. It's been these days, and the locusts in the African desert have flew across the Red Sea. They still care about whether they are refined grains or not, just eat some grass.

"Yes, have you eaten grass?" Wang Bin asked Pei Mao.

"When I was in the Central Plains, I had two thousand stones at least. No matter how miserable I was, I could drink a bowl of porridge. No matter how I did, I could never get enough to eat grass." Pei Mao curled his lips and said.

"I don't know why my brains are gone. After leaving the country, I have to eat grass, right?" Zhang Fan said calmly, "Heaven will give a great responsibility to this person. You have to endure some hardships. Just treat it for your descendants, so you can eat it."

As he said that, Zhang Fan pulled a grass stem from the side and handed it to Pei Mao. Pei Mao looked at it. It was Guzi's biological mother's prototype dogtail grass. He threw his mouth expressionlessly and chewed it in his mouth. He swallowed it and ate grass. My brother is also professional now.

After all, in the case of Central Asia, the best way to win people's hearts is not to eat grass, they also eat grass, and everyone eat grass!

At this time, the Senate of Rome actually received news from researchers in Africa, but it didn't pay much attention to it. It was just a locust, so what was scary?

However, when the first wave of locust plague took shape and the Kingdom of Kushi begged to send troops to rescue, the elders of the Roman Senate felt something was wrong. Then, after the professionals from the Han Dynasty arrived, the elders of the Roman Senate got irritated!

"How many!" Pompianus's voice increased by more than ten degrees, and he even felt a little hoarse, staring at Gan Jing with his eyes wide open.

As a family of astrological calendars that stand at the forefront of the world and have large astronomical telescopes, the Ganshi and the two families also had their own reputations in Rome. After all, after Rome and the Han Dynasty came into contact, they also realized the importance of the agricultural calendar.

The problem is that with such a large territory, it takes decades to create a qualified agricultural calendar. Even if all Rome experts who are proficient in astronomical, astrological, and climate geology gather together, it will take decades to create a qualified agricultural calendar.

There is no way, this kind of thing looks simple, but it is a real fatal thing. In fact, even in later generations, the time nodes of farming in the Central Plains are still calculated based on the agricultural calendar and based on more precise climate science. These things are essentially no different from those a thousand years ago, but later generations have computers, which can be calculated more accurately.

Therefore, after realizing that the agricultural calendar existed, the reputation of the Gan and Shi families was naturally passed on to Rome, because Rome was also organizing people to do this, and the more they did it, the more they felt that this thing was profound, so they naturally put the status of the Gan and Shi families higher.

In fact, the same is true for the Han family. When they were in China, it would be fine. Anyway, the Gan family and the Shi family have been studying for thousands of years, and it would be fine if they are about the same.

But after leaving the country and arrived at a new place, the major families became more and more aware of the significance of these two families. Farming really requires science. I regretted being ignorant back then and had known that I would have borrowed more people.

Therefore, when the head of the Gan family was protected by internal energy and came to the Roman Senate to issue a notice of locust plague, the entire Roman Senate was numb.

"According to the calculation and estimate, the last wave may exceed 200 billion." Gan Jing said expressionlessly. He also felt outrageous, but after his research in North Africa and East Africa sent the overwhelming real-life images of the first round of locust plague to Gan Jing, Gan Jing thought that 200 billion may be a bit conservative, and maybe more.

Who knows how many billions of the first wave are? If the first wave is not a billion, but a few billions, Gan Jing thinks that the 200 billion may really not be able to hold on.

"Two trillion?" Pompianus only felt the sky spinning, and his eyes turned dark. Pompianus, who was standing straight, fell softly on his chair. A group of people around him quickly reached out to help him. After a while of treatment, he woke Pompianus up.

"The grain production area in Upper Egypt is completely finished." Pompianus looked desperate.

"I guess the eastern provinces and the two rivers are over." Gan Jing muttered from the side. Pompianus almost fainted when he heard this. There was no way, Rome really couldn't withstand such a blow.

"Selephant Ring, the Roman Empire now needs Selephant Ring to save Rome!" Pompianus made a quick decision after a few seconds, "Blast the entire East Africa, blow up the places where the locust plague may occur, blow up, blow up, and all!"

All the sermons in the Senate who heard this tragic news finally returned to their normal colors after Pompianus mentioned the Sparrow Ring and were no longer so pale.

After all, the senators who can get into the Senate cannot be purely waste. They also know more about what it means to suffer from disasters in the Upper Egyptian granaries and eastern provinces. That will really lead to millions and tens of millions of people. Without these two most important grain-producing lands, food supply will become a big problem.

However, as Pompianus mentioned the Seraphic Ring, the senators settled down instantly. Indeed, they still had killer moves and Seraphic Rings, which was not a big problem. It was like burning the Lord of All Spirits and burning the locust plague in East Africa!

"This locust plague was caused by the Sparrow Ring." Gan Jing sighed and said, then demonstrated the ocean currents and the world climate cycle method of Chen Xi's teachings on the planetary images. There is no way, if you don't demonstrate this, you really can't convince Rome to use the Sparrow Ring.

It is very exquisite, and the scientific nature inside makes smart people understand what value this thing has just a few glances. At this moment, the bigwigs in the Senate who understand astronomy and climate science stare at the image of the planet's climate cycle in Gan Jing's hand.
Chapter completed!