Zhang Quan's hometown in Mianxian County, located in the westernmost part of Chengguan Town, a small village west of Huanghua, Zhangcun, in recent years, the rise of the urban construction industry, the state has also vigorously promoted urbanization construction, the little friends who played together in the village in the past have also moved into the commercial housing residential buildings in Chengguan Town one by one, the old yards in the village are now empty one by one, except for some of the old people who are really unwilling to relocate, there is no trace of people.

Zhang Quan's house is on the side of the road to Chengguan Town, the county seat, and a few years ago, the grandfather and grandson had wasted their efforts to clean it up and re-converted it into a fashionable two-story small western-style building. But since the death of Zhang Quan's grandparents and grandparents, no one has lived in this courtyard for a long time.

After many days, when he returned here, even Zhang Quan, who boasted of being strong-minded, was also a little melancholy.

Shaking his head, he returned to business, the purpose of Zhang Quan's return here today was that he wanted to establish his own space-time trade warehouse here.

The transportation here is convenient, and it is very close to Maling Iron and Steel Plant, at least from the perspective of Zhangquan's business in the early stage, it is really a good base. The house in his yard is very large, and after it is opened, it is more than enough to make a warehouse, and the environment here in Zhangcun is secluded and remote, even if something really happens in the future, it will not be too noticeable.

Maling Iron and Steel Factory, warehouses, and bases in the orc wasteland of another world, three points and one line, from the current point of view, have included all his operations. A rudimentary lifeline of trade across time and space has been initially established.

After negotiating with Li Gensheng about the steel factory, Zhang Quan was almost destitute again, and he had to buy grain for the remaining hundreds of thousands of deposits and transport it to the world of Gaia.

From now on, Zhang Quan's career alone will gradually get on the right track.

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Zhang Quan's hometown, a compound covering an area of more than 100 square meters, has high walls and barriers, isolating the courtyard from the outside world.

The off-road vehicle that Zhang Quan had just bought was parked in the courtyard, next to a mountain of grain. The staple food of the local grain is mainly flour made from wheat, and the cheapest market batch price is 81 catties a piece, and Zhang Quan and the grain shop said that they bought 50 tons at a price of 351 tons, and piled them up in the yard, making a mess.

With so many goods, this is not something that Zhang Quan's small body can move, so Zhang Quan plans to take a risk this time. He took out the shuttle, opened the wormhole door, and stepped into the ...... again

On this side of the Gaia world, it is no longer the grassland when it came out, but a new base built by Zhang Quan and the orcs together, which happened to be the former orc lair, dug deep, expanded, and turned into a series of underground buildings, and the exit of Zhang Quan's wormhole door belonged to his own room - a quiet room in the deepest part of the base. And Zhang Quan's home here, in the eyes of the orcs, is a hint that he wants to run this place with all his might, and it also makes the psychologically fragile orcs feel more at ease.

After he came in, there was really no one here, and according to Zhang Quan's request, no orcs were allowed to enter this place without his permission.

Zhang Quan nodded secretly, and then walked out of the door, after passing through a long corridor outside the door, he came to the hall of this base, which was crowded and bustling at the moment, and the orcs who came and went were very populous. Obviously, Zhang Quan is not here these days, and the recruitment operation here is going smoothly. Just looking at the number of people here, it is far more than before.

Seeing Zhang Quan come out to show up, an old orc in charge of the hall hurriedly greeted him, it was Doug, named Grant. Running to listen to his orders, the current tribe, since Zhang Quan brought countless grains from modern times, the authority of the tribe was quickly established among the orcs.

Whether it is an old orc or a new orc, they all know that this food is provided by Zhang Quan, a human being, according to the simple understanding of the orcs, this newly established orc tribe, Zhang Quan has become the natural patriarch. After all, everyone is raised by someone else.

Zhang Quan asked Grant about the recent changes in the tribe, it turned out that according to Zhang Quan's arrangement, the tribe had received too many wandering orcs in the past few days, and the population had climbed to more than two hundred and twenty people in just a few days. The large orc population has brought all kinds of problems to the original tribal leaders, and everyone is overwhelmed, and they are worried at this time.

"Why, why are so many people idle here, isn't the iron ore mined over there not going on, didn't I let them all go to work when they just came?" When Zhang Quan heard this, he immediately frowned. People's adaptability is really fast, his career has just started a few days, but Zhang Quan already has a bit of a capitalist demeanor at this moment.

"No! We let all the new arrivals go to work, but over there, the mining is not very smooth, and now, there are not too many people. Frank, who was known for his honesty in the tribe, replied.

"Huh?" Zhang Quan was a little surprised at this time, "There are still too many people?" Isn't it said that it is an open-pit mined vein? ”

"This, I don't know much here, it's better for you to see it yourself, adult!" This, honest Grant will only honestly shirk responsibility.

Zhang Quan shook his head and asked Grant to arrange a group of new orcs to help him carry the goods together.

Dozens of orcs with big shoulders and round waists followed him, walked through the corridor, walked into his room, and then cautiously crossed the space-time gate under Zhang Quan's order and entered the courtyard of Zhang Quan's house on the other side.

"Hurry up, don't make a noise, and move all these food goods to me quickly!" Zhang Quan scolded.

Seeing the large amount of grain in the courtyard, the orcs were excited one by one, and in the loud scolding of Zhang Quandare in the back, they happily carried the bags of grain back to the Gaia world. In their busyness, they didn't even have a clear difference between this courtyard and the wasteland.

After working for a while and moving dozens of tons of grain at one time, Zhang Quan relieved himself and returned to the Gaia world, and at the same time took back the shuttle to solve the matter on the other side.

Out of the gate of the base of the hole to turn left, walk not far, face to see a radius of hundreds of meters of a large pit, four or five meters deep, the pit sparsely stood a few five big and three thick orcs, one by one with tools, sweating busy, this is Zhang Quan's these orcs just mined a small open-pit iron mine.

Seeing Zhang Quan coming, the person in charge of the mining work, the Minotaur Garon, hurriedly greeted him, and when he asked, he realized that the problem was the tools used by the orcs to work.

At this time, the base mining industry was the most primitive means of human mining, and there was a great demand for iron tools. The orcs are infinitely powerful, and they don't take the hard work of mining seriously, but the trouble is that although the orcs are powerful, it is impossible to dig by hand, in fact, today's orc wasteland has never regarded mining as a social division of labor, and naturally there will not be many special mining tools. Poor old Kates couldn't get their hands on it, even if they searched everywhere.

The first difficulty encountered by Zhang Quan's base mining industry turned out to be that there were not enough tools!

Garon complained to Zhang Quan:

"When we were in the tribe, there were special pickaxes and shovels, which were made of good iron, so that we could gnaw these stones, and they were good one by one. But now, hey! Since being expelled from the tribe, I haven't seen such a good iron. ”

"We must find more bulls and build an iron shop, otherwise the demand for tools in the mining industry is very large, and we will be in short supply." Gellon hurriedly said to Zhang Quanjian.

"And we also have to build weapons, organize clan soldiers, tribes without force will not be able to gain a foothold in this grassland, especially now, on a territory of hundreds of miles, all the tribes know that we have surplus food...... And the weapons you brought before, although they are all good steel, the shape is really ...... Ahem, ahem......" The honest Boole really didn't know what to say.

But Zhang Quan also understood what he meant. The modern alloy knives he brought with him, which he thought were elite, thought they would open the eyes of the orcs of these primitive tribes, but who knew that they lost an adult. Those tools, one by one, are made according to the standards of human beings on the earth, although they are also sharp, but for these orcs, it is too small, completely unbearable, you must know that these orcs are three or four meters tall at every turn, their arms are thicker than their thighs, and their strength is basically equivalent to that of a self-propelled crane.

All right! To build weapons and tools, the blacksmith shop that the bull-headed people are keen on is indispensable, and Zhang Quan decided to approve it.

He nodded here, and Garon was immediately relieved, "Hey, it's good now, it's good now, with the blacksmith shop, then there will be a steady stream of weapons and tools to make it, and our tribe is thriving, otherwise, without a blacksmith shop, why don't you always feel that we really don't feel like a tribe here!" ”

Scold! The Boer people's love for the craft of iron-making is really deep-rooted.

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