I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

After eating the corn, Mu Feng no longer needs to explain, Mingguang and Lihu already understand the usefulness of corn.

Li Hu's eyebrows said furiously: "Warchief, I think you still have so many corn seeds here, or let's plant another piece of corn right away, then we will have more corn to eat!"

Mu Feng smiled and shook his head: "These corn kernels are no longer suitable for seeds!"

"Why?" Lihu asked, "Didn't you keep these corn kernels as seeds?"

"No need now!" Mu Feng said with a smile, "These corn kernels are too small, and the corn ears that grow out as seeds are also small. You see, our newly planted corn kernels are very big. Use them as seeds and plant them. The corn will be bigger!"

"That's it!" Lihu still didn't understand, "Why will there be big corn in the future when the corn kernels are big?"

Mu Feng was a little speechless, how would he explain the "inheritance" to Mingguang?

Is it to tell him directly, "Dragon gives birth to dragon, and phoenix gives birth to phoenix. Will the children of mice make holes?"

Or "grow melons to get melons and beans to get beans"?

However, it seems that neither of these statements can be understood by Lihu. He scratched his head and was still organizing his vocabulary.

But this time Mingguang rescued him. His scholar Lihu just knocked on Lihu's attitude: "The chief said to do this, you just do it, so much nonsense!"

"Ha!" Mu Feng was happy, and almost didn't laugh out loud.

Now it was Lihu's turn to be embarrassed, scratched his head, and said, "Yes!"

Seeing this problem solved by himself, Mu Feng nodded and said seriously: "Okay, then, the corn on the second-layer protective wall can now be broken and eaten. But pay attention to the one near the foot of Nanshan Mountain. Don't break, wait until they are completely When it's mature, break it down and leave the seeds!"

"As for the other places, break as much as you want, don't eat all at once!"

"What if that slice is not enough to eat?" Lihu asked.

"If you don't have enough to eat, you have to leave a piece as a seed!" Mu Feng said solemnly, "If you leave enough seeds, you can make another piece of land in the west, and use it to grow corn!"

"For such a large area, the hunting team does not participate in labor, I am afraid that our people will be too busy!" Lihu said worriedly.

"Isn't there slaves?" Mu Feng said coldly, "I caught them for work. I don't need them at this time. When do I plan to use them?"

"But don't they want to build a protective wall on the periphery?" Lihu asked again.

"Place the protective wall beforehand!" Mu Feng said in a deep voice, "Let them dig out the ground for me first, it's important to plant the ground!"

"But in that case, the slave will be without protection..." Lihu stopped talking.

"They are just slaves!" Mu Feng raised his eyes and said, "Only when we Jiang clan live better, they can live! Otherwise, because they attacked us first, they would have died long ago!"

"I understand!" Lihu nodded solemnly.

"Okay!" Mu Feng nodded and said, "After breaking off the corn, don't throw the poles away, and send them to the sheep pen to feed the sheep!"

"Yes!"

"In addition, arrange some work in the tribe, but there is nothing to do for the time being, let them go to the back mountain to peel the bark." Mu Feng ordered.

"Peel the bark?" The three of them were puzzled.

Lihu asked, "Warchief, what is it doing to peel the bark?"

"Twist the rope!" Mu Feng organized it and simplified it as much as possible, "Han Shu told me that animal tendons are not enough, but the tribe now needs more and more ropes. It is not enough to rely on animal tendons. Then use Broussonetia papyrifera Skin instead!"

"But how does the paper mulberry bark replace the beast tendons? The length and toughness are not enough." Mingguang also said at this time.

"Peel the paper mulberry bark and dry it first, scrape it off, soak it in water, knead it repeatedly, then dry it, and then use the method of rubbing animal tendons to form a rope."

"This way...is it okay?" Mingguang looked at Lihu, and then the two nodded towards Mufeng, "Yes!"

Because Mu Feng will not be aimless, saying that what is possible has not been impossible yet!

"Well, it's certainly possible!" Mu Feng said with a smile, "Now I will use the paper mulberry bark to rub the rope, and I will go out soon to see if I can find the hemp crop."

"Linen material?" Lihu suddenly thought that when he came back the day before yesterday, Mingguang told him excitedly: The warchief wants to make linen clothes for everyone in the tribe.

Now that Mu Feng mentioned this matter again, does it mean that people from the tribe will be able to put on linen clothes?

"Warchief, what does the hemp crop look like?" Lihu became excited, "Or tell us that if we go out and look for it, if there are too many people, the possibility of finding it will be great!"

Mu Feng's eyes lit up, but he agreed with what Lihu said. He went out to find him alone, and he certainly wasn't as fast as many people.

The key is that the tribe does not know ramie. How can he describe the appearance of ramie to the tribe?

"It would be great if I could draw on some paper!" Mu Feng thought.

Although I can't talk about a painter, I still have basic painting skills. It is not a problem to draw a ramie look.

The key is that now he doesn't even have paper, how can this be good?

"I can only try it first!" He thought for a while, and described to the two of them, "The leaves of ramie are a bit like the leaves of paper mulberry, but they are not as big as those of paper mulberry, and the leaves are jagged!"

"Sawtooth?" The two of you look at me, and I look at you, with a look of confusion.

Mu Feng slapped his head: "My brain!"

With that, he picked up a branch and drew it on the ground.

First the leaves of ramie, then the rhizomes of ramie.

Even the flowers and fruits of ramie were roughly ordered, which was convenient for the two of them to understand.

Lihu and Mingguang, including Changning, looked at Mu Feng's drawing of ramie stroke by stroke, and they all found it amazing.

In their opinion, the warchief’s ability to draw ramie with branches at the moment is no different from the gods in the legend.

"Warchief, I seem to have seen something like this!" Mingguang scratched his head and said, "but I can't think of where I have seen it now."

"Uh..." Mu Feng was a little speechless, the situation of Mingguang was the same as that of many people.

I felt very familiar when I saw it, but I really have to think about it, but I can't tell why.

Mu Feng frowned and thought about it for a while before he said, "Ramie usually grows on the edge of valleys, woods, or grass slopes!"

"Valley, by the woods?"

Mufeng helplessly popularized again: "Our tribe is like a valley between two mountains or three mountains. But if we don’t have one here, go to the edge of the forest or the grass slope! The edge of the forest is the edge of the jungle and the area where the grassland intersects. The last is the valley. The relatively gentle slopes are mostly green..."

Mingguang listened, frowned and thought about it carefully. After a while, his eyes suddenly lit up: "I remember!"

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