Chen Chao wrote here, and the little old man with the horns and his big henchman Brown Witch were watching over there.

A certain little old man was still watching and jumping and reading~

As for why he jumped and read, didn't there be some words he didn't understand~~

When you come across a large section of the place where you can't understand or understand the meaning, stop and think about it for a while.

The brown witch next to him was trying to remember every small square he saw, and from time to time he pulled the corner of a little old man's clothes to ask for specific meanings.

If he happened to meet a little old man who was thinking, he would write down the questions himself, planning to save them up and ask them later.

After thinking about it for a while, the little old man with the horns found that he couldn't understand this large paragraph, so he skipped this paragraph and began to read it.

And then he kept jumping and jumping, and he thought, there are some words on it, he knows it, and he is quite familiar with it.

But when these words are put together, he doesn't quite understand~~

Just watching Chen Chao's pen work hard, he also knew that now was not the time to disturb, so he silently waited for Chen Chao to put down the charcoal in his hand after he finished writing.

Chen Chao looked at the four and a half human-high wooden boards densely filled with words, and breathed a long sigh of relief, "It's finally finished, it's a sore back..."

Two wooden boards write about the exclusive right to sell the tribe, and two wooden boards write the contract for the production of the brown tribe's cloth.

The token is that the word "heaven" is carved on two logs, and then the logs are divided into two, this task is mainly given to Qu and his little follower Zhi, Chen Chao only needs to write the word "heaven" on the two logs they find.

When the time comes, half will be given to the ring tribe and half to the brown tribe. If you need to trade, you don't need the leader to come in person, and you can also exchange the corresponding goods from the Tian Yuan tribe with half of the log tokens.

As for the problem that the wood may not be resistant to storage, when Chen Chao goes back this time, he will find a way to get a little paper out in small batches.

If it is not mass-produced, it is estimated that it will not be a big problem, and when the people from the Autumn Ring Tribe and the Brown Tribe come to the Tianyuan Tribe to exchange things, it will be just enough for them to sign a new agreement.

As for why he wants to get this thing out now, frankly speaking, a lot of it is Chen Chao's own vanity.

He wanted to show the people of the Ring Tribe that the Tian Yuan Tribe is much bigger than you think, and there are many things you don't know or understand.

Maybe there is no way to show the population and force value of the Tian Yuan tribe now, but it can still be done by showing 'civilization'.

As soon as Chen Chao put down the charcoal in his hand, he saw two eye-catching people walking on the other side of the river, followed by several retinues who looked very clever.

It was a certain fat rich man and his big fat son who took the ring~~

When the two of them first stepped on the improvised wooden bridge, they felt a little frightened. Although the fat old man covered it up well, the moment he stepped on the simple wooden bridge, the little fear was still captured by Chen Chao, who was resting.

He walked up to the improvised wooden bridge and brought the fat old man down first, and when he wanted to take the leader ring, he was stopped by the fat old man.

The fat old man turned his back and said a few words to the leader ring with a little majesty, and the leader ring was aggrieved, and a person trembled and frightened, and slowly passed the simple wooden bridge.

After the two of them came down, Chen Chao gestured and asked why they came?

The fat old man gestured and told Chen Chao that while there was still time today, he and his two people would come to learn the language first.

After understanding what the fat old man meant, Chen Chao nodded, let's start today~~

Then he thought about it, and then gestured to the fat old man, 'But it's not just about learning the language of our tribe, but also about learning from each other. We teach you a sentence, and you teach us a sentence. ’

After this suggestion was strongly approved by the fat old man, Chen Chao called the little old man with the horns and the brown witch, as well as Qu and Li Nong, the two 'candidates for the head and deputy minister of commerce and foreign affairs', to follow the fat old man and the chief ring to start the language learning and exchange conference of the two tribes.

However, before starting to learn the language, Chen Chao first took out the four wooden planks that he had prepared before and placed them in front of the fat old man and the brown witch.

Fortunately, Brown Witch didn't know the square word on it, but it wasn't the first time he had seen it, so he had a certain amount of psychological preparation.

According to his guess, as soon as Chen Chao and the others took out this kind of square painting, there must be something.

The last time I took out a block painting, I gave something to my tribe, and this time I also gave this new tribe a bigger square painting, and I also have it here...

I guess it's unlikely that they will send something, because they didn't go back this time...

Does it have anything to do with what we talked about yesterday in the Ring Tribe? So what does it have to do with yourself? Why do you have a square painting on your side?

Can't figure it out, can't figure it out...

Won't it be? Bad thing, right? Wouldn't it be to give the work of his tribe to this newfound tribe?

Although their tribe is larger, our tribe...

It's half and half (a quarter) smaller than them, but we also have the mushroom tribe to help!!

We're closer to you!!

No... It was also said... We are good friends... Good neighbors...

The thought of his tribe potentially losing the job of making the cloak made made the Brown Witch felt as if something was pinching his throat...

Feel... Out of breath...

And when the fat old man saw the board that belonged to him, it could be described as shocked.

Although he didn't know what was written on it, it wasn't an obstacle, he recognized it, what was the use of this thing!

This kind of square-looking painting should be the thing that this tribe records important events.

Similar records were made by the Ring Tribe, but they were all carved into stone tablets and in the tribe's caves.

Different from the paintings of his own tribe, the paintings of this tribe seem to be able to express more and more complex meanings...

But I feel like it's worse than my own tribe's paintings...

Because of the words of their own tribe, everyone can understand it. And the words of this tribe, well... At least the most powerful person in the ring tribe can't understand it...

That means it's a hassle for them to record this way... And there are big limitations ...

It is estimated that it will take a lot of effort to learn and memorize in order to be able to read ~~

What are you doing with such trouble~~

At a glance, you can know the leader of this tribe or something, but you can't figure it out, and your mind doesn't think about things at all.

There is a special effort to learn these things, and it is good to raise a few more pigs~~

Seeing that the fat old man and the brown witch's eyes were fixed on the four planks, one of them had three points of disdain on his face, four points of carelessness, and five points of coldness~~

The remaining one had his eyebrows constricted, and his eyes were fixed on the wooden board for a long time and refused to move away~