In front of Arslen, Zhangxiong Gyatso naturally would not expose the secrets of the immortal land space. He just put away the small bag he handed over to hold the shards of the magic crystal. Holding the magic crystal necklace was a little worried.

Arslen didn't know that there were already two women around him, but he only brought a necklace, which would offend anyone at once. In the end, I simply didn't give anyone to it, and kept it to expand the fairy land space. When I have the opportunity later, I will buy them better ones.

Cattle and sheep were slaughtered to entertain Arslen and his caravan, and the two staggered, drank ale, and chatted casually.

Arslen drank a little too much, and hated to tell the story of his betrayal, of course, at the end, he did not forget to proudly mention that his father had avenged him, and that the two small tribes had been annexed, which had caused the Surile tribe to expand a lot.

"Brother Arslen, how is your relationship with the Terrans?" asked Zhangxiong Gyatso suddenly.

Alslen was stunned for a moment, and said a little dazedly: "I am in the smuggling business, so naturally I must have a strong relationship, and I have a good relationship with a few small nobles over there." Brother Gatso, what are you asking for?"

"Oh, nothing, I just wanted to ask you if there was a chance that I could get some Terran farmers. Zhangxiong Gyatso thought of his hundreds of acres of land and asked casually, but he didn't expect Arsleng to have a good solution. After all, he was blind to the Terrans, and he didn't know anything.

"I said, Brother Gatso, what do you want a farmer to do, do you want to farm? Haha, it's not me who said, the Tulun Wasteland is too barren, winter takes up almost half of the year, and nothing grows except weeds, so it is not suitable for growing food at all. Alslen said with a smile.

"Oh, yes? Not necessarily. Zhangxiong Gyatso smiled noncommittally: "I'm just casually asking, do you have any channels for this!"

"Ha, if you want to say that you are really asking the right person, although the Terrans are very tightly controlled, and their Terrans do not like slaves. But if you really need a Terran farmer, I really have a way to get some for you, not many, dozens of people always have them. ”

Zhangxiong Gyatso was originally unintentional, just looking for a topic to talk about, but he didn't expect Arslen to really be able to do it, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"Brother Arslen, what you said is true?"

"What, can I still deceive you about our friendship?" said Arslen with some displeasure.

"Haha, sorry, I was just too surprised. Zhangxiong Gyatso hurriedly said, "Tell me, where did you get the Terran farmer?

"Hehe, you probably don't know much about our orcs. Just like you barbarians have been thinking for generations about fighting back to the southern steppes and reclaiming the territory that belongs to you. We orcs are always thinking about being able to return to the fertile land of Middle-earth to live. Therefore, on the border between our orcs and humans, although no major wars broke out, small battles happened all the time. We orcs go over to the Grass Valley every year...... That is, the villages and towns that infest the Terrans, so they often capture some Terrans as slaves. Among them were not only farmers, but also merchants and blacksmiths...... Women and children. Tell me, I can't get you what you want?"

Arslen really drank too much, and said a little proudly: "Don't talk about it, let's talk about our Surile tribe, there are still more than 20 Terran slaves helping us work." ”

Zhangxiong Jiacuo's mind immediately moved, which was really a surprise, and he hurriedly said: "I want a farmer, a blacksmith, and it would be better if there was a craftsman who could make bows and arrows." How about it, Brother Arslen, send me a batch, the more the better, and I will give you the richest reward. ”

Arslen shook his dizzy head and said, "It's not that I'm stingy, Brother Zhangxiong Gyatso. The farmer may give it to you, but the blacksmith and the craftsman who makes the bow and arrow are scarce ourselves, and even if I promised you, my father and the chiefs of the other tribes would not agree. After all, our two clans are still hostile, and we can't be enemies!"

You have brought me so many weapons, and you have already taught the orcs a hard lesson with these weapons some time ago, and you still told me this?

"A farmer, I'll give you a hundred pounds of salt, or five long-haired cows. How about a blacksmith or a craftsman who makes bows and arrows, and I'll give you a thousand catties of salt, or fifty long-haired oxen?"

When Arslen heard Zhangxiong Gyatso's words, he immediately sobered up. Hurriedly asked, "What you said is true?"

"Of course, Tong Su is not deceived, and even I can give you the goods in advance, and it is not too late for you to send me slaves next time. ”

Arslen's heart was moved, and he sat there and considered the feasibility of this matter. His father, Mandu Ratu, didn't know why, but encouraged him to befriend Zhangzhung Gyatso. If this was the case, the father would have agreed to give the blacksmith and craftsman to Zhangzhung Gyatso.

He nodded and said, "I can promise you for the time being that I will bring you ten peasants next time, but as for the blacksmith or something, I need to ask my father Mandu Rattu's permission, so I can't answer you at once here." ”

"No problem, you can go back and ask, the price is negotiable. As a sign of my sincerity, I can give you another 500 catties of earth bear meat. In order to get what he wanted, Zhangxiong Gyatso did not hesitate to take out some more of the already small amount of earth bear meat.

Alslen was a little numb with joy, he really made a lot of money in this transaction.

Once an agreement was reached, the two stopped talking about the deal and chatted casually. In the end, Arslen got drunk and was carried into a tent by his men to rest.

The next day, Arsleng got up very early, took his men busy carrying goods, and then said goodbye to Zhangxiong Gyatso, and hurriedly left. He was anxious to make good on his promise, so that he could get a richer reward from Zhangzhung Gyatso.

Zhangxiong Gyatso sent off the Arslen caravan and came to the edge of the farmland again, looking at the endless green potatoes and sweet potatoes, and his heart was proud............ Hehe, when the Terran farmers are brought in, with their experience and assistance, they can reclaim the land on a large scale and plant it. Perhaps in the future, the barbarians will no longer have to worry about food.

Suddenly remembering that he still had something to do, he hurried back to his big tent and told no one to disturb him. Only then did he take out the small bag of magic crystal fragments that Arslen had given him.

sent all the magic crystals into the immortal earth space and scattered them in the air. Sure enough, the immortal earth space is not a picky eater, as long as it is a magic crystal, it can absorb it. Seeing that the fragments of the magic crystal stone were integrated into the soil, there was a rumbling sound in the space, which expanded again, and there were already hundreds of acres at this moment. The fairy spring has completely turned into a lake with a diameter of more than ten meters, and at this moment there is a spring gushing, like Baotu Spring.

The most concerned is the looming thatched house, after being supplemented by the magic crystal, the thatched house finally manifested, located next to the Xianquan Lake, it is very simple, a bamboo chair, a wooden bed, and on the rough wooden table, only a crystal white jade is placed.

Excited, he reached over and grabbed the jade. Unexpectedly, he caught another empty space.

Zhangxiong Gyatso couldn't help but scold............ He's a girl, the thatched hut has been manifested, and this jade is still a phantom.