Merlin saw Wolfe's plan at a glance. In addition to the city-building project, he also wanted to take over other projects.
Wolff's ambitions were very high, and Merlin had known about it for a long time, but he didn't care at all.
"The project of digging tunnels and sewers can be won. Aren't the Ratmen under your command experts at digging large holes and tunnels?"
"There is also the linen thread, which can also be taken. This kind of delicate work is also most suitable for the rat people. You used to think that the most useless tribe, but now you have made a lot of money. You should be nicer to the rat people in the future."
Merlin said slowly.
Wolff understood immediately and nodded repeatedly.
The three tribes of them joined forces, and if these businesses were to be eaten up, it would be impossible for Wolfe to monopolize it, but he would still have the lion's share.
"The bidding begins!" Wenner saw that the foreigners present quickly became quiet, and felt that the time was almost up, so he said loudly.
Representatives from all parties quickly wrote down their bidding prices on the plan. They had actually known about these businesses a few days ago and spent a lot of manpower and material resources to calculate them. The price given by Aslan was quite generous.
The only thing they have to do now is to come up with a lower price than Aslan and a plan that is more satisfactory to Aslan.
After a while, more than four plans were sent to Aslan.
This really surprised Aslan.
This number is a bit too small to form a strong enough competitiveness. Next time, let Jason bring people to join in.
Aslan could basically guess the businesses that various tribes were eyeing, and the only thing they cared about was the price.
This time the bidding will use the common currency of the mainland, and Aslan is also willing to give them a reasonable price for food. In this way, gold coins will soon become the common currency of Changfeng Plain. By then, the goods of Mero Town
There will be a huge market.
Except for the business of building the city, which Aslan personally took care of, everything else was left to Wilson and Essien.
There are only two factions bidding for the Trade Town, namely the Gareth Tribe and the Merlin Tribe.
Merlin was born into the goblin clan, a foreign race that takes a technological approach.
Legend has it that they created artifacts of engineering and alchemy to overthrow the trolls and found their own city.
The goblin clan is also good at doing business and has trade relations with all major tribes and the North Wind Prairie.
Although the city they built was not a building like Merlo Town, the architectural style was very much in line with Aslan's taste.
Trading Town will definitely become an important city in the Changfeng Plain in the future. In this way, the population will naturally gradually gather. With such a huge population, it is absolutely impossible without large-scale buildings.
This point of the elves' plan made Aslan very dissatisfied.
The cities built by the elves are, to put it harshly, similar to rural farms. The houses are too spaced apart and there is a lot of greenery.
In terms of appearance alone, this close-to-nature design of the elves is very attractive, but in terms of practicality, it is far inferior.
So Aslan was very inclined to the plan given by Merlin, but after seeing the price, Aslan couldn't help but laugh.
The prices given by the two tribes were almost exactly the same, three-fifths of Aslan's price. This price can be said to be a sure loss but not a profit.
It can be seen that these two families are determined to win the shares of Trading Town.
Aslan secretly put a red tick on Merlin's project, and then threw the documents together to Essien and Wilson. As for the results, they need to be revealed in three days. The reason is very simple and needs to be reviewed carefully.
Show attention to the bidding meeting.
In fact, Aslan just deliberately dragged these tribal chiefs to come to Mero Town to spend money, and at the same time made them adapt to the prosperity of Mero Town.
These alien tribes are indeed poor in daily life, but that doesn't mean that these patriarchs are also that poor. They control the wealth of the entire tribe. They may not be as good as human nobles, but to most ordinary people, they are a group of nouveau riche.
Germain exchanged the gold nugget he didn't know where he got from for fifty gold coins, and began to take the chiefs of a dozen small tribes to the restaurant.
Accompanied by Gareth, Aisha visited the art store in Merlo Town. There were not many arts in it. Many of them were bought by Aslan from Billy City. Recently, many elf scholars have also visited the art store.
They work in their old profession just to increase their income. They have stayed in human society for many years, and their works tend to be more majestic and majestic.
Merlin went to Merlo No. 1 Middle School to ask Mrs. Hilkin for some academic advice.
For a time, these foreigners became the first tourists in Merlo Town's history.
Looking at these foreign leaders who made large purchases, Wilson suddenly understood what tourism Aslan was talking about?
"Your Lordship is really far-sighted." Essien sighed.
What is the foresighted Aslan doing at this time?
In the dungeon of the city lord's mansion, Aslan squatted on the ground and looked at the four rotten insects in the corner.
That's right! It's a rotten insect.
The four desert elves were huddled together in a dark dungeon, with tears, snot, and drool all over their faces. They were indescribably disgusted, their eyes were lifeless, and they were on the verge of collapse.
"Lord! We don't know what happened. After being imprisoned in the dungeon for three days, these guys were crying and howling at first. After a week, they had begun to kneel down and beg for mercy. They were even willing to give their souls. Now they are just like
Half a rotten insect, half dead."
The knights responsible for guarding the dungeon are all newly promoted junior knights. There are twenty people in total. They take turns guarding the dungeon for half a month every day. Among them, Agguiwen, who has performed most outstandingly, is their squad leader, and Rondore is the deputy squad leader.
Aslan nodded and looked at the four dark shadows in the dungeon. Black cloth was placed around the dungeon fence to block out the light from outside.
"Want to go out and bask in the sun?" Aslan's voice sounded like a demon.
Agguiwen and Landol looked at each other, not understanding what Aslan meant at all.
But when the four desert elves heard these words, they were like half maggots, twisting their bodies and crawling to the only iron window in the dungeon.
"I am willing to sacrifice my soul and become your most loyal slave. I am willing to sleep with you."
"I am the most powerful warrior in the clan. I have the cultivation of a great swordsman. I..."
Then Aslan set up a magic circle in the dungeon, and the four slave contract magic circles were completed one after another. The four desert elves became Aslan's slaves and could never rebel in this life.
Agguiwen looked confused. Could it be that basking in the sun had any special meaning for the desert elves?
Rondor asked people to go in and carry the four desert elves out. Once these desert elves left, their task of guarding the dungeon was completed.