I’m Cooking the Behemoth in the Primitive World

In the third round, Guo Zi'an notified the merchants in the underground city.

Merchants gathered in the square of the underground city and sat on the ground.

The square is very quiet, and the needle drop can be heard.

The merchants looked at the animal skin paper in their hands, and they hadn't spoken for a long time and almost forgot their own voices.

Even Ye Feimiao on the side was unbelievable. The hand holding the animal skin paper kept rubbing, trying to rub off a layer of the animal skin paper to see if there was a joke hidden under the paper.

How long has the dungeon been established? It didn't take long for them to organize their things, and they even informed them to move. It was still a place that had to be built from scratch.

Not to mention, the underground city is protected by Baishan, which is protected by the rules established by everyone.

And the Ten Thousand Race Trading City described on the animal skin paper is a concept city, everything is new, and even the rules are unheard of. This is really unconvincing.

Guo Zi'an knows that the idea of ​​the Ten Thousand Clan Trading City is very imaginary, but he needs everyone's strength very much at the moment. Therefore, he did not force the merchants to make changes immediately.

Guo Zi'an did not force the frog to jump out of the comfort zone immediately, "Don’t worry, the dungeon will continue to operate as usual. You distribute part of the goods to the Ten Thousand Race Trading City for sale, just like you distribute the goods to wooden trucks or other dungeons for sale. No Too many changes."

With Guo Zi'an's words, the merchants suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and their brows were also loosened, not as tight as before.

"To tell everyone, it is to announce the rules and regulations of the Ten Thousand Race Trading City. You have to like white for the Baihu group, red for the Yanshi group, and you cannot use open flames for the fish group. Each group has its own rules. Even The Hundred Clan Trading Month has its own rules. The Ten Thousand Clan Trading City also has rules.” Guo Zi'an has made progress gradually, using some of his existing existence to make everyone accept the existence of the Ten Thousand Clan Trading City.

The merchants nodded suddenly.

Everyone does not want to live the life without a fixed place, and want to have a stable and stable livelihood. When Guo Zi'an said that he would build a trading city for the ten thousand races, they resisted inside. They instinctively reject those new things.

But when the name of this new thing is relatively new, and there is no difference between the Baihu ethnic group and the Yanshi ethnic group, the sense of strangeness will suddenly decrease, and the sense of rejection of the new thing will not be so strong.

They sell goods on the left and right, not where they go.

Guo Zian led them to today. Guo Zian just wanted to build an above-ground city for selling goods. They really had no reason to refuse.

Seeing that everyone had initially accepted, Guo Zi'an began to know it with affection.

Guo Zi'an looked at the black bear orc, "Brother Meng, don't you think this shop is too dark and the light is not bright enough, so you can't help but doze off. The Ten Thousand Race Trading City is built on the ground and the light is good. Then you will be able to open the shop by Brother Meng. Basking in the sun."

When the black bear orc heard it, his broad palm touched the back of his head, and his face was already smiling. His favorite thing is to bask in the sun. But the clerk is not cost-effective, and now he is open for half a day, basking in the sun. It will naturally be better if we can get more exposure in the future.

Guo Zi'an looked at the elephant orc who was close to three meters away and said, "Brother Ang Zhong, you are tall. You always have to keep your head down while walking, and you can’t stretch your legs when you sleep. Don’t you think this dungeon is too small? There will be no such worries."

When the strong and tall elephant orc heard it, his eyes lit up.

When this dungeon was first constructed, hamster orcs were invited, considering the heights of Guo Zi'an and Bai Shanjun. Orcs like them who are taller than ordinary people, it is really difficult to walk in the dungeon, it is not convenient anywhere.

Guo Zi'an then said to the gray rabbit orcs on the side: "You have many brothers and sisters. The location of the dungeon here is small and you can't live in it. If you go to the Ten Thousand Races Trading City, the merchants in the dungeon can be divided into a single small shop. You brothers and sisters can take turns to rest upstairs, while others look at the store downstairs. You can also do hand-processing while basking in the sun."

I heard that the Gray Rabbit Orcs also had a yearning for the Ten Thousand Race Trading City.

"Our dungeon operation is indeed very short-lived, but it has too many limitations. Everyone who lives here wants to feel the same."

"The Ten Thousand Clan Trading City is an upgraded version of the dungeon. It is an important decision to give everyone a better life and better give."

"Don't worry that there is no way back, the dungeon will continue to operate as usual. The road to the dungeon is built by everyone with great pains, and this will not be a place we randomly abandoned."

“In addition, the Wanzu Trading City will build more public facilities. Including medical care, basic education for children, and vocational training. It is still fair for everyone there, and everyone will abide by the rules of the Wanzu Trading City.”

"We went there to better develop our business."

After some description, everyone was moved by Guo Zian's words.

No one is not greedy, provided that the current vested interests cannot be affected.

Immediately some orcs stood up and agreed, "That's too good a word. I wish I could live in the exchange city of ten thousand races now."

"It's a trading city of ten thousand races." Another orc was also moved. "Oh, I've wanted to live in a big house for a long time. I was thinking about building another Hui group in the future, but I didn't expect to realize my dream soon. "

"My mother's sister's partner's brother also wanted to rent a shop for a long time. They went to the Ten Thousand Races Exchange City, and they can also rent a place."

"I'm downstairs is a shop selling barbecue. It is hot and smokey every day. When I go to the Wanzu Trading City, I will find a place with a good environment again."

"You big bee still dislikes my barbecue. You ate your mouth full of chili powder yesterday. Why didn't you say it was hot and smoked."

The merchants laughed and yearned for the future.

Guo Zian answered a few more questions about the Wanzu Trading City, and then collected the signatures and fingerprints of the merchants.

After all, the merchant and Guo Zian were familiar with each other. After writing the name, he asked a little worriedly: "Is it useful to press the fingerprint?"

There is no law in this world. The fingerprints pressed and the signatures written down follow the graffiti of their hands in their eyes, without any binding effect. They were worried that when other orcs agreed to abide by the rules, things would be the same as fart, and they would not abide by the rules and regulations of the Ten Thousand Race Trading City at all.

Everyone doesn't want to suffer. Once someone takes a big advantage, there will be a steady stream of people following to try.

"The rules naturally require everyone to supervise each other. Just like our customary squabbling for territory. Everyone abides by each other and supervises each other, otherwise, no matter how strong Baishan is, it will not be able to beat an entire ethnic group." Guo Zian explained paradoxically.

The management of land grab and dungeon remains different.

Scramble for territory seems to have a lot of interest, but everyone also occupied it for three years, and just waited a while and passed. Moreover, the area is so wide that the gap between the nearby forests is not too great. If you can't grab this piece, you can grab another piece next door. It's all right.

But the dungeon is a very long piece of cake. Once you have control of the dungeon, you can have control over the merchants in the entire city.

Even if Guo Zi'an speaks of democracy and fairness, when he can really enact a treaty and drive away the merchants, it is not because he used violence to suppress it. It's just that Guo Zi'an had a reason. The rules of the dungeon were laid out here, giving merchants a kind of anything he did for everyone's sake.

The merchants also felt that Guo Zian was the incarnation of fairness, and took the initiative to stand behind Guo Zian to support Guo Zian's decision.

The underground city is under Baishanjun's site, and Guo Zian has absolute control.

But the idea of ​​the Ten Thousand Clan Trading City is too big, far beyond the scope of Bai Shanjun's ability. Guo Zi'an also doesn't want Baishanjun to be so tired, so the control of Ten Thousand Races Trading City will no longer be unique to Guo Zi'an. He will be the lord of the city for a while in order to run the trading city of tens of thousands of races, but in the end the center of power will be handed over to the heads of all races.

When the time comes, the interests are evenly divided, and Guo Zi retreats safely and can live the life he wants.

Guo Zi'an's wishful thinking was cracked.

Guo Zi'an asked Ye Feimiao and Yuan Jinyu to accept autographs, and he had to talk to Grandpa Shu.

Grandpa Shu has been busy lately.

Fourteen children are really not easy things.

Especially the children's intelligence is uneven. The same knowledge is too simple for Xiao Zhengzheng, but Little Banana and Little Monkey have fallen far behind, and they are still entangled in addition and subtraction within a hundred.

Grandpa Shu used his free time to write a book, record his knowledge, and let Xiao Zhengzheng watch it repeatedly.

As for the little banana and the little monkey, Grandpa Tree can only pull, and then see how to tap the potential of the two tiger cubs, and educate them according to their specialties.

When Guo Zian arrived, Grandpa Shu was writing a book on the dining table on the first floor of the wooden house. Xiaozheng is looking at Guo Zian's only book, the little prince.

Xiao Zhengzheng also asked Guo Zi'an what the notes on the books meant. Guo Zi'an said nonsense that they were some wonderful clips that he wanted to write novels and recorded casually. Xiao Zhengzheng was clever and never thought that Guo Zian would be a traverser who had been to three worlds, and he naturally accepted what Guo Zian said.

"Xiao Zhengzheng, I borrowed Grandpa Shu and talked with Grandpa Shu for a while." Guo Zian naturally couldn't tell things directly in the wild.

There were little tiger cubs all around, and there were even two on the roof.

Xiaozheng nodded, remembering Guo Zi'an, who had been so busy recently that no one was seen, and said: "Daddy, I can write now. I can also help Daddy."

Guo Zi'an rubbed Xiao Zhengzheng's little head, "How come you are so behaved."

Hearing Guo Zi'an's praise, the little banana on the roof said quickly: "Daddy, I can help too. I'm also very good."

"How can you help? You can't even write, and you can't even beat the dinosaurs." The little monkey dismantled the stage mercilessly.

"I can, I can..." Little Banana hesitated for a long time before squeezing out, "I can cheer for Daddy."

As he said, the little tiger paw patted it rhythmically, yelling, "Daddy, come on, dad, come on."