I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Sure enough, all the red deer were caught. Under the inventory, there were twenty-five red deer, sixteen males, and nine females.

With the Hu Lei Leopard here, these tied red deer were quickly tamed, and each of them followed Mu Feng and the others to the west.

This scene stunned Chang Shui, Jiu Zhu and others again. When they looked at Mu Feng, they were no longer pure worship, but also a kind of awe from the heart.

They have never seen anyone able to capture their prey so quickly, and all of them are captured alive!

What makes them feel most incredible is that so many prey are staying in their team so obediently at this moment, and go with them!

The four looked at each other, both fortunate and frightened.

Mu Feng ignored the reactions of the four, glanced at the red deer and sighed that things are impermanent.

He gave up "chasing" the red deer cavalry, and as a result, a small group of red deer appeared here on his way to the black bear department.

This is smooth and smooth!

"In this way, it is not impossible to get a small group of red deer cavalry. After all, when it comes to the lethality of a collision, the red deer are much stronger than horses." The more Mu Feng thinks about it, the happier he feels," he said. If you never forget it, there will be an echo, I don't think it is necessarily!"

Then Mu Feng and his party spent more than two days before and after, and finally arrived at the black bear department.

From a distance, Mu Feng saw that many people had arrived in the Black Bear Department.

"Huh?" Mu Feng's eyes showed surprise, "This big flicker is a talent, so many people can still be found!"

"I just don't know what these people's tribes are like!" Mu Feng thought to himself.

Thinking about this, Mu Feng turned over and got off his horse, signaled Han Shu to keep up with something on his back, and started shouting from a distance: "Brother, brother, brother, I'm here!"

Then Xiong Da and Xiong Er rushed out of the tribe, seeing Mu Feng, and greeted them with joy.

"Great Chief, it's really you!"

Mu Feng laughed loudly: "Of course it is me. I haven't seen my brother for so long, I will come to see him!"

Xiong laughed so much that he couldn't close his mouth. In his opinion, Mu Feng is a great chief, but he is kind. He really didn't say to him, he was giving things away, and he said good things in front of his chief chief. .

Xiong Er seems to have overcome the panic in his heart long ago, and greets him with a smile.

Mu Feng naturally saw the clues at a glance. This guy guessed that he had been "beaten" by a big flicker, otherwise the slightest unnaturalness in the corner of his eyes would not be so obvious.

He didn't care, just yelled, "Where's my brother, I have to thank him well!"

Before the words were over, a voice came out with a big laugh: "Oh, is my brother here? Come on!"

Mu Feng very warmly reached out to help Da Fudge, only to find that this guy was wearing linen clothes from unknown sources, and he was smug.

"Oh!" Mu Feng exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "This old guy is awkward, so he is willing to get a piece of linen clothes back for such a broken tribe!"

You know, he needs to spend dozens or hundreds of furs in exchange for such a linen clothes.

Basically, a piece of linen clothes can be equivalent to a can or even two cans of salt, which is enough for a small tribe to live frugally for three to four months.

And this kind of linen clothes is something that only the tribes in the nearby city can have--and the tribes in the city generally don't have linen, and they can barely be exchanged when they reach the big tribe.

In other words, hemp cloth is basically priceless.

Of course, those who can wear linen clothes are "rich or noble". Even in small tribes, people of other tribes will generally be envied by people of other tribes, and even feel in awe when they think of the big tribal relationship that he can reach.

Unexpectedly, this old guy didn't know where he got a linen clothes, looking like a nouveau riche.

After thinking about it, he realized that it must be the old guy who exchanged the salt he gave him.

Otherwise, where is the extra fur to squander with the virtues of the black bear?

Especially when this old guy faced Mu Feng with a look of pride and excitement, he clearly wanted to show off.

"Well, it seems that this old guy is floating!" Mu Feng understood, resisting a smile, and praised meticulously, "Oh, brother, where did your linen clothes come from? It's too light!"

He said this very loudly, clearly telling everyone for this big flicker: He was wearing a linen dress!

Da Huyou looked smug, "appreciated" Mu Feng's "cooperation", laughed and patted Mu Feng's shoulder: "Go, brother, say inside!"

"Okay!" Mu Feng turned around and said to Hanshu, "Hanshu, you are here to trade with other tribes. I'll talk to my brother!"

As he said, he rushed to Changshui, Jiuzhu and others and said: "You guys should follow along here, you are familiar with it too!"

"Yes!" Several people nodded in response.

Da Huyou glanced back at Han Shu, then at Chang Shui and Jiu Zhu, there was an obvious accident on his face, and then disappeared in a flash.

Even so, Mu Feng looked at it and knew it clearly.

Then Baiyue followed Mu Feng to Da Huyou’s grass house, and found that the old guy’s grass house had more non-arrangements: exquisite solid color animal skins, light stone pots, and giant wood sent by the wind. Toothed tiger's fangs, and the walking stick that Mu Feng sent him.

But when he thought of the people who saw the black bear club on the way there seemed to be no change, he naturally understood that this old guy had used good things on himself.

"If this continues, the black bear club can't grow!" Mu Feng sighed inwardly, "It's a pity that Xiong Da is an upright man!"

But this is an internal matter of the Black Bear Ministry after all. Mu Feng knew that he knew it by looking at it, and it would not do him any good to say it.

Da Huyou motioned him to sit on the exquisite animal skin, and laughed and asked Xiong Da to fetch water for Mu Feng.

"Hey!" Mu Feng was happy in his heart, and he was even more sure that this old guy must have gone to the big tribe, otherwise how could he have even learned such a set of idle styles.

"Brother, why are you here in person this time?" Da Huyou was smug.

Mu Feng hurriedly replied with regret: "Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, did you come here to see you?"

"Haha, my brother is still interested!" Da Huyou was satisfied.

Mu Feng said again: "There is also a special thank you, so that my Jiang clan has added a little more people!"

"Huh?" The smile on Da Huyou's face immediately paused for a while, and then he continued to laugh, "It should be, it should be!"

Mu Feng's eyes shrank imperceptibly. Just now, he noticed the subtle changes in Big Flicker's mood, which were both stunned and unbelievable.

There is no "panic" that Mu Feng thought of before.

"It seems that this old guy has been wronged!" Mu Feng was stunned.

He waved his hand and smiled and said, "Brother, this is too modest. Without you, I would definitely not get these new people. So thank you for coming this time!"

Da Huyou originally wanted to be polite, and when he heard Mu Feng say something like this, he immediately smiled: "We are all brother tribes, we should all be, if you still want population, it's all on your brother!"

Mu Feng secretly said in his heart: "Just wait for your words!"

However, he was very "moved" by the dark color at this time, and then "firmly" nodded his head, and then took out a piece of smooth little animal skin from the close-fitting bag.

Da Huyou was very puzzled, and looked at the things in Mu Feng's hand in confusion.

Mu Feng signaled him to stay calm and not restless, and then untied the animal skin, revealing a small half-fist-sized piece of brown sugar.

"What is this?" Da Huyou was puzzled.

Mu Feng smiled mysteriously and said to him: "Give me a bone knife!"

Da Huyou didn't suspect him, and hurriedly motioned to Xiong Da to pass it to him.

Mu Feng took the bone knife and scraped off some slag, and handed it to Da Huyou: "Brother, try it!"

Da Huyou frowned when he saw Mu Feng's mysterious appearance.

Mu Feng expressed that he was very helpless, so he had to scrape a small piece and put it in his mouth. Then he put it in his mouth with confidence.

Then, the old guy's eyes widened, he looked at the piece of candy on the animal skin in front of Mu Feng with incomparable surprise, and exclaimed excitedly: "Brother, is this for me?"

Mu Feng smiled and nodded: "Of course! My brother has promised me to help me increase the population of the tribe. Am I still talking?"

Da Huyou was so excited, he nodded and laughed, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'll help with that!"

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