I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

After Mu Feng taught for a long time, Lihu and Mingguang reluctantly learned several knotting methods, which was really troublesome.

As for the wooden shackles, he didn't have much effort. After a demonstration, the two mastered them, and happily made one by himself.

It can be seen that the two rough guys are not cold with knots that require dexterity, but are more good at shackles, which are simple and rude.

However, considering the actual intelligence of the two men, they absolutely cannot be judged by the modern conventional age, so he didn't care about it.

After teaching the two people, he told them again: "Those slaves live separately outside the tribe. Starting tomorrow, let two groups of slaves go to the middle of the second protective wall and the first protective wall to clear the land.

The other two groups were pulled directly outside the wall to dig the river around the city! "

"Yes!" Lihu agreed.

"If the ground is well dug, let them start to cast a three-layer protective wall on the edge of the jungle. Remember, even if you let them do things like carrying stones, as for how to build the wall, how to paste the mud, let the people do it themselves!"

"Yes!"

"Well, good! Uncle Mingguang, the ramie you brought back a few days ago has been peeled?"

"It's been peeled, and everything is soaked in the sink as you said!" Mingguang replied.

Lihu hurriedly added: "The bark of paper mulberry has been soaked in the water too!"

"Okay!" Mu Feng nodded, "It should be ready for use in a few days. Okay, let's go ahead!"

"Yes!" The two said goodbye.

Mu Feng rubbed his head and carefully sorted out the affairs of the past few days. He hadn't expected the black teeth caused by the ramie, which he did not expect, but fortunately Jiang can be considered to be able to respond.

And through this incident, he also had a rough assessment of Jiang's current tribal combat power.

That is, the Jiang family faced five hundred to one thousand people, and relying on the various advantages of the tribe, self-protection should be more than enough. But if you want to win as smoothly as today, it may not be necessary.

Five or six hundred people were beaten up by them without seeing each other, and adequate preparation in advance accounted for most of the reasons.

Traps, sneak attacks, tribal weapons, and the addition of wolves determined that this was a unilateral slaughter.

After this battle, the Black Tooth Department should be badly injured, and he was no longer able to do anything against them. Jiang reduced a potential threat.

Moreover, the Jiang family also captured more than 60 slaves, and the labor force in the tribe increased.

Of course, as a result, there are more mouths among the tribes to eat.

Even if the slaves were not given much food, the amount of more than 90 people was still a lot.

The terrible thing is that he still owes more than 30 sheep to the wolves.

If Jiang didn't have anything before this, he would owe him a big deal. Anyway, the bald man is not afraid of many scorpions.

The key point is that although Jiang is not a big business, he still has some savings and foundation, and he can't really play tricks.

But in general, this time the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

"Oh, it's not easy to be a great chief. I really worry about it. I can't stop it for a moment!" Mu Feng rubbed his brain, "It will take a few days before the ramie is soaked, and the spinning and weaving matter will lean back. It depends on the situation. , I guess I can get a good rain."

"Before this, the relocation of the tribe must be completed." Mu Feng was thinking about whether to choose a sunny "auspicious day" to relocate, and he looked around to see what could be relocated in his broken cave.

He looked left and right, and found that apart from the wooden tables, chairs and pottery he had made, and a piece of animal skin, he seemed to have nothing to move.

"I'm really a poor official!" Mu Feng shook his head, "Although I made the largest room for me, these things are not enough! It seems that I will have to look at the rainy sky at that time. Put some guys in the house."

He was a little lamented that a writer encountered an annoyance before, because the pajamas were too beautiful, and he disliked the wardrobe and changed it. Later, I felt that the house was not good because of the closet, so I changed the house.

And he just turned it around, the house is good enough. Nothing inside.

Mu Feng wanted to cry without tears: "Fuck it!"

"I found something and did it, what do these people do? I can't just sit and eat for a month when I'm free?"

Mu Feng frowned and thought about it, and then he patted his forehead: "Oh, my brain, if you want to go out on a rainy day, can you just get a raincoat!"

"Raincoat, raincoat!" Mu Feng repeatedly chanted, thinking carefully about those around the tribe that were paired with the "raincoat".

"There are raincoats and umbrellas that can keep out the rain. These are not good, there is no material. Then it can only be-the clothes!" Mu Feng's eyes brightened, "The clothes are matched with the ruins, this can be!"

"However, the neighbourhood needs brown leaves. Judging from the vegetation conditions around the tribe, it doesn’t seem to be there. On the contrary, the grassy beach where we dug the yellow clay last time has many grasses with long stems and wide leaves, which have good toughness and can be substituted. . It would be better if you could find the liongrass!"

"As for the raw materials of the ruo, it is easy to handle, the black-skin bamboo itself is tough enough, and the bamboo leaves are also big, not inferior to ruo leaves."

"Technology is easy to handle, I won't, but the system will!"

After making up his mind, Mu Feng looked at the sky, and it was too early, so he didn't look for Lihu and Mingguang again.

Now the tribe has just gone through a big battle and needs to deal with everything in this short period of time.

And he himself, after experiencing so many days of intense preparations, felt a little tired at this time, and he ate and slept until the first noon of the next day.

After sleeping until he woke up naturally, Mu Feng felt a little comfort in his "desolate situation" when he woke up.

When he walked out of the cave, he found that the sun was warm, and there was no sign that he was about to enter a rainy day.

He thought about yesterday's plan before going to Mingguang and Lihu.

What I have to say is that although the two people's understanding ability is average, but the intensity of execution is not compromised in the slightest.

The ninety or so slaves had all put on wooden shackles and complicated "Trinity" knots on their feet.

What made Mu Feng a little speechless was that the slaves' "uniform costumes" and configurations looked more "aura" than the free bodies and the Jiang clan wearing various animal skins.

"What the hell..." Mu Feng said secretly in his heart, "No wonder those bosses in the previous life said that the company's uniform standard clothing would give people a very energetic and professional feeling!"

Thinking of this, Mu Feng glanced at the slave, and smiled unkindly: "Well, it is indeed a very professional, very professional slave working attire!"

Thinking of this, his heart was slightly balanced.

"However, it seems that it is indeed necessary to get some uniform clothes, so that you can stand out in a row, even if you are fighting!"

Mu Feng thought in his heart, and was also concerned about this matter: "Oh, the chief is worried!"

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