I’m Cooking the Behemoth in the Primitive World

Everyone was shocked when the three words "Overground City" came out.

With the reputation of underground cities, the meaning of above-ground cities is really easy to understand.

Guo Zi'an asked the hamster orcs to dig a hole in the ground. They all knew that at that time, everyone was jealous of the vastness of the land and the vastness of the mountains, and they needed such a large place to store things. Later, when the season turned colder, these nomadic groups went to the south and continued to find a warm place with plenty of food.

When they knew about the dungeon, the shops in the dungeon were full, and each shop was backed by a tribe with a territory, and it was impossible for them to intervene in the nomadic tribe.

Now they heard that Guo Zi'an was going to build a new above-ground city, which had to make them excited.

Guo Zi'an saw the expressions of the people in front of him, he knew that things were intact, but he still frowned pretendingly, "I don't know what everyone means?"

"Of course it's good."

"Okay, the city on the ground is good."

"Can we also have a store in the future?"

After everyone returned to their senses, they all agreed.

"Of course it can." Guo Zian was very satisfied with everyone's enthusiasm, and left more bait. "If the city can be built, there can be hundreds of shops. You can live directly in the shop or on the ground. A small piece of land around the city. This piece of land will become the dwelling place of your ethnic group, and it will also be a plantation ground for raw materials."

Except that the location is not near Baishanjun's site, it completely meets all the needs of the nomads.

"It's just." Guo Zian's two words made everyone's complexion condensed, and they looked at Guo Zian nervously.

Guo Zi'an said: "You have to pick some people out to continue to communicate with the major ethnic groups to help the city on the ground exchange material."

The representatives of the nomads breathed a sigh of relief.

"No problem. Isn't this our line of business? I first agreed on behalf of my ethnic group." Niu Yangmu promised, patting his chest.

In fact, they don't like to walk for a long time, and their physical advantage lies in the short distance to pull heavy objects. But just pick some orcs out for delivery, and you can change the peace of the young and old in the clan. Niu Yangmu was so stupid that he refused to agree.

"This is a trivial matter. We also agreed on behalf of our race." Yang Miemie and the Black Sheep Orc next to him echoed.

They are more idle, but they are forced to survive, so they naturally agree.

"Walking around is our strong point. We will feel uncomfortable when you don't let us go." Jiaoning Chuan and the other horses and beasts said with a smile.

Jiaoningchuan and the others are orcs who really like to go everywhere. It's just that after getting old, the old orcs can't walk anymore. They need a place to sleep at ease, and don't want to be awakened by the herd of sleeping halfway through, or the tragic situation of flooding and torrential rain.

The rest of the people also agreed, and no one at the scene refused.

Guo Zi'an knew that his opinion would not be rejected. The one just now was just an appetizer.

"One more thing." Guo Zian put his hands together on the table, his eyes were serious, "You are the first people to know the city on the earth, that is, the trading city of ten thousand races."

The Ten Thousand Clan Trading City is the name of the above-ground city set down by Guo Zi'an.

You can tell from the name, Guo Zian's expectations and ambitions for the above-ground city.

"I need everyone in your clan to sign a contract first to ensure that after becoming a resident of the Ten Thousand Clan Trade City, they can abide by all the rules in the Ten Thousand Clan Trade City and safeguard the interests of Baicheng."

At this point, everyone couldn't understand it.

Guo Zi'an took out the contract he had prepared, and handed it to everyone, "You look at this contract first, and I will explain to you what you don't understand."

After some exchanges just now, everyone can probably understand the commonly used words of the Baihu ethnic group. Even if there are so many things that you don't understand, you can roughly understand it through the meaning of the front and back. After reading the clear and detailed content of the contract, everyone was taken aback.

"This... this ten thousand race trading city? Can it really happen?" Jiao Ningchuan asked in disbelief.

Other people also have this expression.

It's not that they don't believe in Guo Zian's strength, but that the ten thousand-race trading city described by Guo Zian is too dreamy, so dreamy that they can't even imagine it, even in their dreams.

Moreover, Guo Zi'an also asked them to go back with the contract, so that everyone in the ethnic group would press their fingerprints and write their names to ensure that they would fully protect the interests of the Ten Thousand Races Exchange City.

"It would be impossible without your participation," Guo Zian said truthfully, "but if all your tribes join together to maintain the rules of the Ten Thousand Clan Trading City, will the latecomers abide by the rules?"

Everyone will believe and be suspicious.

"It's like a dungeon today." Guo Zi'an brought out successful cases in good time to improve the advantage of the negotiation.

Hearing what Guo Zi'an said, Jiao Ningchuan understood.

The success of the dungeon seems to depend on the strength of Bai Shanjun, but the core strength is the merchants who are twisted by Guo Zian's personality and charm.

The merchant seemed weak, without any force value. But the merchants who can walk around in the forest and smoothly realize bartering, who are not the elites who have been screened by the forest and scoured like a big wave.

When there was only one businessman, this power could not be shown, but when all the merchants were gathered, a huge chain of interests suddenly appeared. In addition, the merchants are more or less connected with their own ethnic groups, and they are the power of dozens of ethnic groups.

Faced with the common interests of these dozens of ethnic groups, even the four major ethnic groups have to weigh. Unless several big groups fight against the dungeon together, no one group in this area can fight the dungeon alone.

The partial student Guo Zi'an also cleverly attracted the top four ethnic groups in this area to form another relationship of interest. The four major ethnic groups check and balance each other, eliminating the possibility of the ethnic groups joining forces to **** the dungeon.

At least Baishan is the natural advantage of the young talents of the White Tiger tribe, which has ensured that the strongest white tiger tribe will firmly stand on the side of the dungeon.

Therefore, no one dares to **** things in the dungeon, and most people follow the rules set by the dungeon.

The underground city can be said that the time and place are favorable, and there are no loopholes.

Not to mention that Guo Zian is easy to get along with. Not only does he have no monopoly, he has also cooperated with other ethnic groups to achieve a win-win situation.

Now that Guo Zian asked them to sign the contract, it was actually starting to twist a new thick rope. Only if the rope is thick enough to withstand greater benefits and Guo Zian's Ten Thousand Races Trading City can continue.

Guo Zi'an knows that everyone still wants to ask, but he will not waste time here discussing the success rate of Ten Thousand Race Trading City.

Guo Zi'an said: "You don't need to consider whether the Ten Thousand Races Trading City will succeed, because this is what I did."

"Now, you only need to answer me, do you want to join?" Guo Zian asked.

"This is a good thing, of course we will join!" Jiao Ningchuan and others' eyes flickered.

After Guo Zi'an accepted the contract signed by the representatives of Jiao Ningchuan, he asked Jiao Ningchuan and the others to go back and talk to the people first, collecting their signatures and fingerprints, and don't even let them go.

The nomadic group is considered preliminary.

Guo Zian took the plan and walked out of the meeting room, ready to start the second step.

When they returned to the cave, the children had already gone to Grandpa Shu to listen to knowledge.

Grandpa Shu is drawing and writing on the soil in front of the waterwheel, and is teaching words from two worlds.

The slapped little white tigers have different expressions. Xiaozheng is taking notes seriously, looking like a tyrant. The two tigers, the little banana and the little monkey, pull each other's hind legs, and use their tails and paws to harass each other, which affects each other's already precarious learning state. Xiaoyeye sometimes looked at Grandpa Shu and Xiao Zhengzheng beside him. His face was confused. He wanted to be serious but he was a scumbag.

Little gourd, little lotus, kitten cat, etc. are at an intermediate level. They are not very clever, but they can understand Grandpa Shu. They belong to the category of people who can become excellent as long as they work hard.

Occasionally, Xiao Caixin and Guo Shuying will come to get out of class. But Xiao Caixin and Guo Shuyu have been in the restaurant for so long, and Yuan Jinyu will also teach some knowledge on weekdays, and the progress is much faster than the little white tigers who were born late.

Therefore, if Grandpa Shu was the easiest literacy class, Xiao Caixin and Guo Shuyu would not come and continue to work in the dungeon.

Bai Shanjun wanted to patrol after lunch, but Guo Zian stopped him and said that there was something to discuss with him, which made Bai Shanjun a little nervous.

Given the relationship between him and Guo Zi'an, the use of the word consultation is really rare.

Walking up all the way to the bedroom on the fifth floor of the cave, Guo Zian saw Bai Shanjun lying on the bed and doing nothing.

Seeing Bai Shanjun like this, Guo Zian suddenly felt that Bai Shanjun seemed to have no entertainment.

Patrolling, eating, fighting, and sleeping can't be simpler. I can’t stop every day, but once I’m free, I don’t know what to do.

Guo Zi'an would have felt that way before, but after the child came, he kept worrying about it.

"Back?" Bai Shanjun saw Guo Zi'an and immediately sat up with seriousness on his face.

"Yeah." Guo Zian sat down by the bed and pulled Bai Shanjun up.

If it were in the past, Bai Shanjun would definitely lean directly on Guo Zian, but Guo Zian's expression was a bit serious, which had to make Bai Shanjun less casual and casual.

"Let's talk." Bai Shan sat on the bed cross-legged, earnestly waiting for Guo Zian to speak.

Guo Zian handed the plan in his hand to Bai Shanjun. He knew that this was just a cutscene. No matter what he did, Bai Shanjun would unconditionally support him. But Guo Zi'an was a little nervous, worried that Baishan would wrong him because of him.

Bai Shanjun looked at the plan seriously, and when he looked at it, he frowned.

"I just talked with more than a dozen nomadic groups in Jiaoningchuan, and they have agreed and said they will go back to discuss with the tribe." Guo Zi'an saw Bai Shanjun's unremoved brows, and continued, "This matter has to be discussed with the merchants. , They talk to several big ethnic groups, things may not be possible."

Guo Zi'an felt that this matter was foolproof, and he would make the Ten Thousand Race Trading City succeed. But if Baishan doesn’t like it...

Then he would let others take over the matter, and he would not touch it again.

After a while, Bai Shanjun said, "Shall we move?"

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