Steampunk City [Infrastructure]

The salmon stretched out a finger cautiously, "One currency and one water bag."

When he said this, he was a little guilty. A piece of currency is a piece of meat. Meat is such an amazing thing, and his water bag was cut out of broken animal skins that he didn't want.

But the little patriarch said that this is a handmade product, which is very valuable.

Someone really picked up the water bag and looked at it.

The joints of the animal hides are stitched with gut thread, which looks natural, and the animal hides have also been degreased, so even if they are filled with water, they will not emit odors and will not corrode the fur.

The salmon quickly put its own water bag on its waist and shook it, opened the stopper and took a sip of water, demonstrating how the water bag works.

Then he looked at the person eagerly, and he was not sure if he could sell the thing.

As a result, the man's eyes couldn't help but light up. It's very convenient to hang such a water bag on his body when hunting. In the past, he used to carry mud to pour out the door. He was used to it, but he did encounter many inconveniences.

Then he handed over a banknote, "You can exchange it with this."

It feels very strange, it seems to be bartering, but there is an extra thing called paper money in the middle, which seems to be a lot more convenient, and there is no need to fight against the meat along the way.

The small heads of salmon are ordered like chickens pecking at rice.

After getting the banknote, Salmon was in a daze.

The market is really good, if there was such a market in the past, he wouldn't have to dig weeds to eat every day.

Then, watching people pass by, he opened his small mouth and shouted, "Come and have a look, this beautiful and practical water bag, a specialty water bag from our City of Glory, gift it to relatives and friends..."

Not to mention, his booth was the first one, and he sold several of them in a short time.

Of course, it's also his advertising slogan.

"A unique souvenir from the City of Glory to take home."

The slogan was shouted very loudly. It seemed that if you went to the city and went back without something, it would be like coming in vain.

The salmon slapped his thigh while yelling, knowing that he would make more water bags.

The bazaar full of yelling looks a bit noisy, but it is also the unique place of the bazaar.

I didn't know a lot of things at first, and I'm afraid I wouldn't even try to sell one of them if I didn't sell them.

As soon as you walk into the market, it seems that you can feel the excitement in it.

It's different here.

Walk in the middle of the wide road, look at the stalls on both sides, stop and have a look if you are interested, and keep going if you are not interested.

Small vendors sell their own products and don't force people to buy them.

The breath of free trade that has never been experienced is felt immediately.

For a long time, except for his own ancient tribe, he rarely communicated with outsiders, but there are dozens of tribes gathered here to exchange what they need with each other.

This feeling is full of novelty.

Especially after taking out the banknotes and easily changing them to something you like, the feeling of convenience for everyone is particularly obvious.

In the past, when bartering with foreigners, they were always on tenterhooks, and they had to be ready to tear their faces and snatch them at any time.

And no one here cares which tribe you belong to, just take the banknotes and go shopping around, because there are so many tribes, who cares which tribe you belong to.

The entire bazaar doesn't seem to need guidance. As soon as you enter here, you seem to have learned how to trade, and you seem to know the usefulness of this bazaar.

The busiest thing is the stalls selling pottery and sweaters.

"Pottery, two banknotes, optional."

Those who sell pottery are also worried. They made these pottery out of mud. Can they really get meat?

When I made clay pots before, I made them for my own use. I have never heard that such a clay pot can be exchanged for other things.

No matter how nice these jars are, they are just containers.

As a result, people passing by couldn't help but stop and look at it for a while.

The pottery is very exquisite, some are small and exquisite, some are beautiful and generous, and each of them seems to have an impulse worth pondering.

Not to mention, after a while, a lot of pottery was sold.

For the first time, people in the Northern Wilderness felt the benefits of commerce.

In this world, hunting is not the only way to support yourself.

As for those foreigners, they didn't think about bartering at first, but as soon as they came in, they seemed to be infected by the surrounding atmosphere, and they were seriously strolling around the market.

There are even more people selling sweaters and knitwear.

Because those clothes and knitwear are too beautiful, completely different from their animal skin skirts, they are simply art.

They also saw some children from the Northern Wilderness wearing such clothes, which were really good-looking, making people unable to turn their eyes away.

Just too expensive.

For a small sweater, the cheapest one costs more than ten banknotes.

The purchasing power of a banknote is about 100 yuan.

Is it expensive? Luo Zhan thinks it's not expensive at all, after all, it's knitted stitch by stitch, and it takes a lot of effort.

But the people who sold the sweaters were trembling in their hearts. A dinosaur was replaced with a small sweater for a child.

And the sweater, isn't it the hair of the ferocious beast raised by the Turbid Blood Ancient Clan that was cut from the hair and made by the women of the clan.

The fur on the ferocious beasts of the ancient turbid blood tribe grows very fast. In the past, the ancient turbid blood tribe often worried about this matter.

In the past, I just thought the sweaters were good-looking, and weaved them for my children to wear. After today, I am afraid that the people in the Northern Wilderness will have to stare at the companion beasts of the bloody ancient clan every day, because several pieces were sold in just a short while. , almost catching up with the harvest of a hunting trip.

The hands holding the banknotes were trembling. They naturally knew that these banknotes were bought by these people with meat. Luo Zhan told them in advance that their purpose was to earn all the banknotes in the hands of these foreigners, otherwise they would Will trade it back for meat.

The business at the other small stalls was also good, and they were able to get a piece of banknote every once in a while, and they were really happy. The things they brought were not used at home.

Even a few children's toothbrushes made of wooden sticks and animal hair were sold, but a group of children were very happy. I don't know if these people know how to use them after buying them.

This time the market, including Beihuang's own people, has thousands of people, which can be regarded as a large-scale trade fair.

With a large number of people, there will be more strange needs in each medium, and it is natural to sell things. Luo Zhan just provided a platform for everyone to have needs.

Some of the banknotes obtained from selling things need to be turned in, such as pottery and sweaters, which are the public property of the city.

And the ancient people don't have to hand in the banknotes they sell from their home, which is their private property. They can keep the banknotes they exchanged for their own use, and go to Shutao to exchange for meat.

The city still continues the semi-public and semi-private system.

Paper money will also become the common currency within the city, which is simple and convenient.

And the ancient Huashu clan, through managing these, also formally determined their responsibility to focus on the internal affairs of the city.

Luo Zhan, the ten heroes of Beihuang, and wise men of all ethnic groups were also watching the bustling market.

Those wise men are still sighing, "I have never seen such a lively scene in my whole life."

"Look at those foreigners. When they first came in, they didn't pay attention to the market, but now they have forgotten everything."

"In just how long it took, the harvest surpassed that of us risking our lives to hunt."

Surprise surprise.

They naturally see the harvest in the market.

Originally thought it was just a plot to instigate rebellion against the ancient tribes in the West Pole and Southern Xinjiang, but unexpectedly it brought such unimaginable benefits to the city.

"We will open the market every day in the future."

"Just to maintain order, a lot of soldiers have to be guarded here, but they are going to patrol everywhere."

Luo Zhan smiled, this is just the beginning, after a while, when it stabilizes, the patrolling soldiers don't have to be all crowded here, and they should go wherever they want to patrol.

The safety of the city is also very important to all ethnic groups, so the responsible party asked each ethnic group to pick out some people to patrol around the city every day, that is, these soldiers who stood around the market today to act as a deterrent.

Luo Zhan said, "In the future, our place will become the center of everyone."

Whether it is culture, politics, or business, this place will become the most prosperous holy place in everyone's mind. It will bring together people from different regions and different tribes, just like the siphon effect, bringing together all the resources on the earth here.

Going to the market is really addictive, especially if you have never visited it before.

Looking at the weird goods and listening to all kinds of yelling, it seems that they have forgotten the hostility that they should have with each other.

Vaguely, they felt that if the market continued to open, more and more people would come here and like it.

Before I knew it, it was afternoon.

Luo Yan looked at the sky, "It's time to get down to business."

It is a long-term plan to let the market drive the popularity of the entire city, make the city the center of business transactions, and thus make the city a prosperous road.

But today, their main purpose is not to earn a lot of meat in the market, but to use this to instigate the ancient tribes in the West Pole and Southern Border, which they planned from the beginning.

No matter how good the city is, how lively the market is, even if people from the Huashu Ancient Clan have been spreading the word these days, once the city is occupied by the Eastern Region, no one will be able to come in and take a look like it is now, but these Together, in the face of the strength of the Eastern Territory, it is impossible for the ancient tribes of the West Pole and Southern Border to just stand on Luo Zhan's side and help deal with the Eastern Territory.

So today, Luo Zhan needs to make a condition that the ancient tribes in the West Pole and Southern Border cannot refuse.

Faced with this condition, they had no choice but to help Beihuang deal with the Eastern Territory.

Only the combined strength of the three regions can drive away the ancient tribes of the Eastern Region like tigers and wolves.

Luo Zhan looked at the negative.

Negative Xie nodded, "It's already been arranged."

Luo Zhan smiled, "Then let's find a place to watch a play."

On the city square, because there were too many people in the market, some foreigners found a free time to go to the city square to rest.

The square is very spacious, really suitable for rest.

At this time, a child ran in the square, running towards the fountain in the middle of the square.

But as soon as he ran to the fountain, perhaps because he ran too fast, he bumped his head against a foreigner.

The man was very strong, and he didn't even move his feet when he was hit. On the contrary, the child was bounced back and sat on the ground.

"Ouch……"

Ass almost broke in half by him.

It was also this fall, a piece of paper in his hand that looked like a banknote, but was slightly larger, and fell so lightly at the feet of the strong foreign man.

The strong man glanced at it, and couldn't help being taken aback, because there were many square patterns on the paper, which he couldn't understand, but he always felt that there was a mysterious force and law contained in it.

He murmured, "It's obviously not a spell, but it shouldn't be a random scribble. What could it be?"

He reached out to pick up the paper at his feet, put it in front of his eyes, and still couldn't understand it.

At this time, the child who fell to the ground got up on his stomach and looked at each other eagerly.

The foreigners didn't want to cause trouble either. There were soldiers patrolling the Northern Wilderness everywhere. If they made any movement, they would probably be stabbed into baskets by the patrolling soldiers around them. What's more, it was a child who bumped into him, so there was no need to argue with a child.

Passed the paper in his hand to the child.

The child scratched his head and shyly said thank you.

Then he directly handed the paper to another child beside the fountain, "Announcement, this is the letter that Salmon asked me to give you."

Announcement took it, looked carefully, and then said to a group of children playing together, "Salmon said that his water bag is almost sold out, let us help him make some more to sell, and when the money is sold, he invites us to He’s a guest at home, making meat slice soup for us to eat.”

"The sliced ​​meat soup made by Ha salmon is delicious, let's go make him a water bag."

They swarmed and ran away.

The strong man, who was about to leave, took a few steps, but his body shook suddenly, and then he turned around abruptly, grabbing the Annunciation who was about to run away.

With trembling hands, he snatched the paper from Annunciation's hand, and his voice trembled, "What is this? The pattern on it asks you to help make water bags?"

Can the pattern convey such a clear meaning even if it has a specific meaning?

Almost instantly, the strong man thought of an ancient hadith in the tribe.

It's unbelievable, but an extremely absurd idea appeared in my mind at the first time. Could the pattern on it be the ancestor's characters?

The good news was basically lifted in mid-air, and the calf kicked straight, "Ah, what are you doing, a foreigner? This is a letter, a letter from Salmon to me, let us help him make a water bag."

The strong man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "You guys obviously didn't communicate with each other just now, but you will understand when you see the pattern on it..."

"Shouldn't these patterns be?"

Before he finished speaking, the voice of stone breaking through the air came from the patrolling soldiers around.

The brawny man was so excited that he couldn't make any counterattacks.

But the stabbing stone spear just stopped in front of him, warning him to put him down and not to cause trouble.

How could a strong man want to cause trouble?

The Annunciation was put down, lifted the little sweater on his body, and looked at the strong man with some doubts, "Why are you so excited, don't you ancients even have ancestors' characters?"

The strong man's expression was extremely weird, "Does your tribe have one?"

Announcement nodded "purely", "What's the problem? We can even write letters to each other in our ancestors' language."

Do you know how the strong man feels now?

It was like being hit by a thunderbolt on the forehead.

Although the people in the Four Regions have never had much contact with each other, they still know something about the situation of the other party.

I have never heard of the ancestral characters of the Northern Wilderness Society. If they knew, why wait until the ruins of the ancestors appeared, they would have gathered here long ago.

That's the language of the ancestors, but the child actually spoke it so calmly, as if it were too common to do.

Baoxin and a group of children were still chattering, "Don't stop us from making water bags for salmon. Didn't you see that our soldiers from the Northern Wilderness are all around you, and you dare to make trouble?"

"Isn't it just text? You should have seen it before. The name of our city "City of Glory" is written on the top of our city gate."

"And the Risheng in the middle of the square you saw just now, isn't it full of words."

The strong man was a little confused: "..."

He has seen it, everyone has seen it, but who would have thought that those square patterns are actually the ancestral characters in the ancient hadith.

Has the Northern Wilderness actually applied the ancestral characters to life?

Even children can convey the meaning they want to express in the words of their ancestors?

The Annunciation took people away.

The brawny man hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't reach out to grab it. First, he didn't dare, and second, it was meaningless to grab a child.

What he needs to do now is to quickly inform his tribe of this news.

Just reacted like this, and saw a lot of people from Xiji and Nanjiang running towards the market.

The strong man slapped his thigh, damn it, there were quite a few people who saw the scene just now.

If he could guess that it was the ancestor's script, others would naturally be able to guess it too, not to mention that the child in the Northern Wilderness who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth actually admitted it directly.

Not daring to delay, he went directly into the market to find his clansmen.

The whole market erupted immediately.

Luo Zhan and the ten heroes looked at the market that was starting to become chaotic, "It's a pity, in order to win them over, they even used the script of ancestors."

"I'm afraid that's the only way to make them make up their minds to be an enemy of the Eastern Territory."

This condition is too touching, and they know the value of it, so they know very well that it is impossible for the ancient tribes in West Pole and Southern Border to refuse.

Luo Zhan said, "It's time for the next step, everyone, and get ready for negotiations. Whether we can repel the Eastern Region depends on whether we can unite the power of the three regions."

Their city has just been established, and before they have had time to live a good day, war has ushered in, and they have to worry about their city being robbed.

Therefore, people in Beihuang actually yearn for peace in their hearts, and they also want to live a brand new life in their new city.

Luo Zhan looked at the sky, "It's almost the same."

The chaos in the market basically started in an instant.

The soldiers on patrol had been prepared for a long time, basically at the moment when the chaos started, the troops were deployed around.

Shutao walked over, "Everyone, it's not too early, today's market is over, please go early tomorrow."

"But before the end, we have prepared a small lucky draw, I hope you like it."

How can foreigners be in the mood to listen to Shutaobeep's lottery? Some people couldn't help but ask directly, "You Beihuang really found the ancestor script and started to learn..."

They are still somewhat in disbelief.

Some people even wondered if it was a trap set up by people from the Northern Wilderness, but they had to figure out whether it was true or not.

Shutao didn't answer at all, but walked towards the city square.

How could these people be willing to follow directly.

The props have been set up in the square, and Shutao said, "Our lottery is very simple. Have you seen the things on the ground? Use the rings we provide to throw out the pottery dolls you see. Every pottery doll has Corresponding rewards."

Considering the hunting instinct and strength of the tribal people, the pottery dolls are placed very far away, and the circle is about the same size as the pottery dolls, so it is not so easy to set.

Luo Zhan asked their own people to try it. If they were lucky, they could get it, but it was not as easy as imagined.

Alien: "..."

What is it, they are so anxious to death.

What kind of bullshit rewards do they care about now?

But they didn't dare to disturb them, because they didn't know when, almost all the patrolling soldiers were here.

Shutao said unhurriedly, "Do you want to know what the rewards of our lottery are?"

Alien: "..."

This damn sissy deserves a beating, and they don't care about bullshit rewards.

Shutao said, "We have a total of three prizes."

"Have you seen the pottery dolls closest to us? They are the smallest and the best set. As long as the smallest pottery doll is set, we will win our third prize and reward a beautiful pottery bowl."

The whole scene was as quiet as a chicken.

If it weren't for the appearance of ancestor characters, it might really attract some people's attention.

It's so embarrassing, the children from Beihuang hurriedly slapped their hands, cheering for their own people.

It didn't matter to Shutao, because this reaction was in his expectation. These people should want to beat themselves up, right?

What he didn't expect was that other people not only wanted to beat him, but also kept calling him a sissy.

Shutao continued, "The set of our medium-sized pottery doll is the second prize."

Shutao pointed to a row of houses outside the square, "Have you seen those beautiful houses? That is the hotel we provide for foreigners to live in. The reward for the second prize is to stay in our hotel for one night for free."

"Our city is the most beautiful at night, don't miss it."

Alien: "..."

It's really exciting.

They have also seen those townhouses, and they have also seen those unique castles. If there were not patrols everywhere, they would also want to go and have a look.

Now, the second prize is getting them a free night?

The temptation is indeed not small.

Even the second prize was irresistible, and the foreigners were a little curious, what would the first prize be?

You must know that their minds are all about the ancestors' characters, and they can still spare some energy to pay attention to the rewards of this lottery. It can be seen that the arrangement of the rewards is indeed good.

At this time, Shutao said, "As for our first prize, it is the pottery doll that is the farthest and largest."

"If you can get it."

Shutao took a deep breath and raised his voice, "If you can win, the first prize we offer is a place to enter my city of glory to learn the words of the ancestors."

The air is suffocating.