After a week of construction of the city by the Kedishan tribe, the news finally fermented and caused a sensation in the surrounding area of ​​thousands of miles.

On this day, Zhang Quan suddenly received news in his tribe that the bullheads from the Iron Fortress, a large orc tribe located in the north, sent envoys.

When Zhang Quan heard the news, he hurriedly welcomed him personally. This Taurus tribe has always been the target of Zhang Quan's plan to win over. In his mind, this tribe is the most technological level that he can contact in the near future that he can most represent the local orc civilization. As a race that has mastered the only local high-tech technologies brewed by the orc civilization - ironwork, city building and other technologies, it has a very high status in Zhang Quan's heart. Zhang Quan even sent people to this tribe to contact him as soon as possible, wanting to start trade, but the original person did not know the name of his base mountain tribe and ignored him. Now that people are coming, they naturally make him happy.

After meeting, he did not disappoint him. There was a team of fifty people from the Taurus messengers. In addition to the forty-nine Taurus, there was also a vassal race of his tribe - an elderly Fox (Fox tribe). The Taurus people were all wearing thick rhinoceros leather armor, wearing a felt robe on the outside, and carrying a huge battle axe behind them. They were much more majestic than the stray Taurus people in the Base Mountain Tribe, and they looked like an iron tower.

The elderly Fox was also wearing a fur coat, with tortoiseshell glasses on his face from southern humans. He looked very knowledgeable. The wealth of this Taurus tribe is indeed well-known. What made Zhang Quan most excited was the thick and heavy nose ring hanging on the nose of every Taurus bull. The guy could tell at a glance that it was pure gold.

It's so good! Zhang Quan thought to himself that if you don't take a hard time with these guys, you'll be sorry for yourself. It's been a long time since I finally met a rich man.

The first one to speak is Fox in the messenger:

"The God of War Campas is here, please allow me to represent the Taurus Hammer Tribe to greet you, the respected human patriarch! The leader of the Base Mountain Tribe with outstanding military achievements! And your tribe members greet you!"

This opening speech was quite smooth, which made Zhang Quan feel comfortable to listen to. He directly admitted that Zhang Quan was the patriarch of human beings. As an orc tribe, his statement was very friendly.

"Welcome, my guest, I don't know what kind of news you have brought to me from afar." Zhang Quan also replied in a slight manner. It is said that this is the flower-like accent that only the orc nobles on the wasteland are used to.

Next to Zhang Quan, Kate, who is now the butler of the tribe, muttered to him in a low voice. "Class leader, this Fox clan is a famous intelligence in our wasteland. It has produced countless great sages that have influenced the history of our orcs. It is a famous sage clan in our wasteland. Therefore, the intelligent people in their tribe will be hired by the major powerful tribes on the wasteland to do various special things. The one in front of you is very good at speaking, and I am afraid it was specially invited by the Iron Hammer Tribe."

Zhang Quan nodded slightly, indicating that the survival of this orc wasteland is really a natural choice. Each has its own way of living. Some races rely on strong bodies to fight and rob, some races rely on grazing to produce, some races rely on skills that are indispensable to the big guys, just like the turtle people, but some races rely on their own minds and words, just like the Fox in front of them.

This is the form of civilization. Social division of labor fully demonstrates that even if the orcs are still in the primitive stage of backwardness, they are no different from mature social forms. The appropriate division of labor allows the people in society to perform their duties and give full play to the potential of their division of labor, and ultimately join together to promote the progress of the overall productivity of the entire society.

Such civilization naturally has its own vigorous vitality.

Then, Fox introduced other members of the mission. As expected, the young tauren standing beside him, Herbert Hammer, was the main leader of the mission and the young leader of the Ironforge Hammer Tribe.

"To be honest, I am a respected clan leader. My Iron Hammer Tribe is really asking for something." Fox said sincerely.

"Oh? Then please tell me more clearly. Our two tribes are in this remote place in the northwest, and they live next to each other. If the nobles have a place to help us, just say hello." Zhang Quan was also very polite.

Zhang Quan's attitude made the people of the Iron Hammer Tribe happy and said, "Thank you for your friendship. We really need your help in urgent need. I heard that the Iron Hammer Tribe has a lot of food, and the Iron Hammer Tribe doesn't ask for anything else. I only hope that you can sell us the excess food generously."

Haha! It was indeed food! Zhang Quan felt proud in his heart and couldn't help laughing from the bottom of his heart. I knew it must be like this.

"It's okay to sell food! But you know, the winter in the wasteland is long, and grain reserves are particularly important. If you can give out one more bite of food in the tribe, you can save a few people!"

Zhang Quan's words, the group of people in the Iron Hammer Tribe nodded repeatedly, saying that he was in the wasteland, which is almost common sense, so who can't understand?

"Well, in this way, I don't need to say much about the preciousness of food. I just don't know what the nobles plan to exchange for food from our tribe?"

"This," said Herbert, the young leader of the Iron Hammer Tribe's mission, and finally the old Fox replied, "I heard that the nobles are building cities. I think our Iron Hammer Tribe, as a Taurus tribe, must be helpful to the nobles in this regard."

"In this way, I'm very grateful for the generosity of the Taurus brothers! But when you came, you must have seen it before. Our plan to build a city has begun. Everyone works very quickly. I'm afraid it will be built in a few days! This..."

Zhang Quan looked embarrassed, as if he didn't need the help of the Iron Hammer Tribe.

In fact, there is no need for help. The castle plan formulated by Gailon is very grand and the project volume is very exaggerated. Even with the help of cement, it cannot be completed in a short time. If the Hammer Tribe really wants to help, the Base Mountain Tribe actually needs it very much, but Zhang Quan is unwilling to admit it.

The cunning old Fox meant that most of the dozens of people were the idea of ​​helping build a city to exchange food for the Base Mountain Tribe. It was not that easy! How could Zhang Quan make the Iron Hammer Tribe so proud?

"Then, I don't know what the nobles want to trade." Herbert Hammer asked quickly when he heard this.

"Haha! This is simple, you have also seen it. I am actually a human businessman. I tried every means to get the goods to this wasteland. Why? Isn't that simple? Of course, what I need is the cutest gold?" Haha, this sentence has been held in Zhang Quan's mouth for a long time, and now I can't help but say it.

Since Kate told him about the Taurus Tribe, one of the richest races on the wasteland, often retaining a large amount of gold coins left over from the time of the ancestor Taurus Empire, and making it easier to trade with the human race, he has always been thinking about the gold of the Taurus Tribe.

These things are truly hard currency when used in the modern earth world, with high value and convenient operations, which can speed up the accumulation of capital in Zhang Quan's hands. How could he let it go? Even if the Hammer Tribe does not ask for a visit, Zhang Quan will find a way to come.

So the next thing was simple. When the Iron Hammer Tribe heard that Zhang Quan was willing to trade gold, he felt relieved. On the current wasteland, food was the hard currency. Since they could ask for it, they naturally had to ask for it. On the wasteland, only the Jidishan Tribe, the family, was willing to take out food. Then, after a few words, the two tribes reached a contract to exchange gold for food. The gold that Zhang Quan had been coveting for a long time finally got it.

A large amount of food from the earth's world, but the most important strategic weapon that Zhang Quan mastered this winter can be said to be invincible to the orcs on the wasteland. With this, what he wanted was far more than gold.
Chapter completed!