Wales listened blankly to Zhao Hai's words. Although 100 million pounds of grain wasn't enough for the entire Tauren Tribe, if it was just the Herculean Bull Tribe, then 100 million pounds of grain could be used for a long time.
At this time, Yale was also stunned, but he immediately reacted. He called two Herculean Bull Tribe warriors to fetch the grain from Zhao Hai's cart. He wanted to see if the grain brought by Zhao Hai was good or bad.
The beastmen valued grain, and because of this, they were very strict with the quality of the grain. Although many beastmen were illiterate, they didn't even need to look at the quality of the grain. They could tell the difference between good and bad rice just by weighing it with their hands. It was just that miraculous.
Wales was brought back to reality by Yale's actions. He looked at Zhao Hai and said, "Brother Zhao Hai, do you really have 100 million pounds of grain?"
Zhao Hai shook his head and said, "Not only that. To be honest, I can get 100 million pounds of grain every once in a while. My territory is very big, so I planted all the bamboo rice in batches and harvested it every once in a while. Hehe."
Wales was stunned again, then his expression changed, "Brother Zhao Hai, I treat you as a brother. Don't lie to me. Although I don't know how to farm, I know that to harvest 100 million pounds of grain, you need a very big piece of land. Can you really harvest 100 million pounds of grain in a short time? How big is your territory? "
Zhao Hai looked at Wales and suddenly felt sad. He knew that the beastmen's grain was very precious, but it seemed like those merchants didn't tell the truth to Wales.
The yield of bamboo rice was very high. Even outside the space, the yield of bamboo rice wouldn't be much lower than inside the space. As long as it wasn't destroyed by people, the yield of bamboo rice wouldn't be affected too much. The bamboo rice produced on the continent was enough to feed all the races on the continent, including the beastmen, elves, dwarves, and even magic beasts.
If the humans were really willing to trade with the beastmen, then the beastmen wouldn't have to worry about the grain crisis at all, and the price of grain wouldn't be so high.
But the beastmen didn't know how to farm, so when the human merchants traded with the beastmen, they would say that growing grain was a very difficult matter. They would lower the yield of grain by a lot, giving the beastmen the misconception that grain was hard to grow and the yield wasn't high. This way, they wouldn't lower the price of grain. it could be said that they were sucking the blood of the beastmen by doing so.
Zhao Hai put down the Goat Horn Blade in his hand and turned to Wales, "My brother Wales, I've told you before that I'm not an orthodox merchant. My grain is all produced by myself, and I'm very clear about the yield of grain. Don't be deceived by those cunning merchants. Take bamboo rice for example. Bamboo rice only needs 10,000 mu of land, and its yield can reach 100 million pounds. Moreover, it can ripen once every 3 months. If the weather is good, and it can be planted in winter, then 10,000 mu of land can be harvested 3 times a year. As long as there are no natural disasters or man-made destruction, my brother, I can take out 100 million pounds of grain in a short time without any problems."
Wales and Yale both stared blankly at Zhao Hai. To be honest, they really didn't know what Zhao Hai was saying. The beastmen didn't know how to farm, just like how humans didn't know how to herd. For humans, herding was too difficult. Why did the magic beasts always get sick? On the other hand, for beastmen, farming was too difficult. Why did the crops always die? This was an unsolvable problem.
It was because of this that those human merchants talked about grain as if it was a treasure in the world. The beastmen believed it, because from their point of view, farming was indeed a very difficult matter.
But today, Zhao Hai told them that the yield of grain was very high among humans. Wales and Yale really couldn't accept this at the moment.
The two stared blankly at Zhao Hai. They really hoped that Zhao Hai was lying, because the data that Zhao Hai said was too far from what those human merchants said.
After a while, Wales stammered, "You, you're telling the truth?"
Zhao Hai nodded, "Of course it's true. The beastmen usually don't have the means to go to the human's large grain producing areas to take a look. As long as they go to the large grain producing areas, they should know that it's true. It's just that the large grain producing areas of the human race usually grow wheat, not bamboo rice."
At this moment, the two guards that Yale sent out had returned. Each of them had four bags of rice under their arms. It should be known that each bag of rice was a hundred pounds. Each of them was carrying four hundred pounds of rice, and they were still running. The Herculean Bull Tribe really lived up to their reputation.
The two guards put the eight bags of rice in front of Wales. Wales and Yale stood up almost at the same time and walked to the bags of rice. The two of them opened one bag each.
The bag was filled with bamboo rice. It was a bit yellow, as if someone had smeared a layer of oil on it. It looked shiny and was the highest quality bamboo rice.
Yale almost instinctively poured out a bag of rice. The ground was filled with rice grains. Zhao Hai wasn't angry. He knew why Yale did this. There must be some human merchants who tricked them. They put some good quality bamboo rice on top of the bag of rice, and some moldy rice at the bottom. That's why Yale did this.
Yale looked at the rice on the ground and gently grabbed a handful with his hand. He put it in front of his nose to smell it, and then put it in his mouth to chew. Only then did he slowly stand up and turn to Zhao Hai, "Mister Zhao Hai, is your rice of this quality?"
Zhao Hai nodded, "All of them. You can check them as you wish."
Wales didn't say anything. He just walked back to the table and poured himself a large cup of milk wine. He drank it in one gulp, then put down the cup and looked at Zhao Hai, "Brother Zhao Hai, I want to have a good talk with you."
Looking at Wales' appearance, Zhao Hai knew that what Wales wanted to say was the key. He nodded and said, "Yes, brother Wales. The three people by my side would never betray me. What about the people by your side?"
Wales glanced at the guards beside him and said in a low voice, "They can also be trusted completely." Don't suspect the people you use, and don't use the people you suspect. Wales had already displayed his kingly demeanor. The reason why he was so confident that these people wouldn't betray him was because their families were under his control. If these people dared to betray him, then he and his family would be done for.
Wales had received the education of a king since he was young, so he was very clear that as a person in a high position, it wasn't enough to just have a sunny side. Your subordinates couldn't all be gentlemen. Against gentlemen, you could use gentlemen's methods. Against villains, if you still used gentlemen's methods, then you would suffer a great loss.
None of Wales' guards made a sound, but the way they looked at Wales had changed. It was a look of gratitude. It could be said that Wales' words had captured the hearts of these three hundred guards.
Beastmen were very simple. Their thoughts weren't as complicated as humans. They could give up their lives for those they were truly grateful to. Even great benefits wouldn't be able to shake them. But if these beastmen knew that Wales was secretly controlling their families, they would fight Wales to the death. Even if they had to sacrifice their lives and the lives of their families, they wouldn't take a step back. This was the beastmen. Direct, brave, and absolutely not rubbing sand in their eyes.
It was because of this that Wales only dared to control their families in secret. He didn't dare to let them know. If these people really knew, then he wouldn't have a single useful person by his side.
This was the contradiction of a person in a high position. They knew how to control their subordinates and how to get their hearts. But they always thought that just getting their hearts wasn't enough. They had to add a layer of insurance over their hearts.
Zhao Hai glanced at the guards' eyes. He knew what Wales meant, but he didn't say anything. He just smiled and said, "Then, my brother Wales, what are you waiting for? Speak."
Wales looked at Zhao Hai and said, "Brother Zhao Hai, you know that I'm the 7th prince of the Herculean Bull Tribe. In fact, I'm one of the candidates for the chieftain of the Herculean Bull Tribe. Right now, my main competitor is my big brother Gasol. My big brother has the most military exploits in the Herculean Bull Tribe, and he's the most popular. I don't have enough qualifications, so I want to cooperate with you."
Zhao Hai listened to Wales quietly. To be honest, he felt that what Wales said was really melodramatic. It seemed that those big races and big kingdoms would all encounter this kind of situation. Brothers fighting against each other seemed to be an unavoidable situation for all high ranking families.
Wales saw that Zhao Hai didn't say anything, so he continued, "If you really have so much food in your hands, I want to cooperate with you and use your food to solve the food problem of the Herculean Bull Tribe. This way, I can win people's hearts, and maybe the next chieftain of the Herculean Bull Tribe will be me. As long as I become the chieftain, you will be the only food merchant of the Herculean Bull Tribe!"
This temptation was very great. The only food merchant of a race was an irresistible temptation for any merchant.
How much food did a race need in a year? No one had seriously calculated it, but what was certain was that it would be an astronomical number, especially for a race like the Beastmen. Almost all of the Beastmen could eat more than the Humans. With the same number of people, they would need several times more food than the Humans. If the Beastmen became the sole source of food for a race, then that merchant would instantly become one of the largest merchants in the continent.
But it was a pity that Zhao Hai couldn't be considered a proper merchant. But Zhao Hai still agreed to Wales' request. He looked at Wales and said, "I don't care if I can become the only food merchant of the Herculean Bull Tribe. I grew the food myself. On the Beastmen Prairie, as long as I have food, I don't have to worry about selling it. Brother Wales, I can cooperate with you, but I want something from you!"
Wales looked at Zhao Hai in confusion and asked, "What do you want?"
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