I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Seeing Changning write the word "sun", Mu Feng asked after thinking about it, "What about the moon?"

Sure enough, Changning drew a half crescent-although it was rough, Mu Feng could still tell from the curvature of the lines, it was a round moon.

"It seems that their Dawuzhu are quite detail-oriented!" Mu Feng thought, and then tried to ask again, "What about the'mountain'?"

Changning became more serious now, and put all the remaining tomatoes in his mouth in one bite, holding his mouth high, squeezing a pair of phoenix eyes.

She still dipped her hand in ink and drew two lines on the paper. The two lines faced each other into a gentle triangle without a bottom, like two gentle slopes of a mountain.

Then she drew one vertical line at the top and four vertical lines on the left and right "slope".

After finishing, she counted carefully again: "One, two, three... nine!"

After confirming that it was nine posts, she raised her head in satisfaction, her pretty face slightly lifted, her forehead clean, her eyes full of pride: "How about it, how about my "mountain" book!"

Mu Feng nodded in praise: "Yes, not bad!"

Then he looked at the word "mountain" written by Changning again, and asked in a puzzled way: "What do you mean by writing nine posts on it?"

Changning's face was smug, proud like a peacock, and his face was full of expressions like "So you don't understand".

She triumphantly pointed to the left and right slopes: "This is a hillside!"

Then she pointed to the trees on the hillside and explained loudly: "Aren't there trees on the mountain? These nine represent trees!"

Mu Feng took a closer look, and understood in his heart that the "pattern" created by the Great Wuzhu was the earliest writing in the Blue Bird Ministry, and depending on the situation, it had already obtained the embryonic form of hieroglyphs.

Looking at Changning's proud look, Mu Feng's face "suddenly realized" very cooperatively: "So it is!"

After a pause, he frowned and asked, "But there are many trees on the mountain, not just nine!"

Changning's mouth curled slightly, and Qiao's face became even more proud: "The nine trees painted on it don't mean that there are only trees.'Nine' means many, many!"

Mu Feng knows that the number "nine" in ancient times and even earlier did represent "a lot" and "extreme". For example, "nine-five nobles" means supreme dignity.

Changning looked at Mu Feng's serious thoughts, couldn't help laughing happily, and patted Mu Feng on the shoulder as if he was familiar with him: "Warchief, do you think our Great Witch wishes are great? Don't worry, you If you are interested in our "pattern", I will teach you all!"

Mu Feng couldn't help but laugh with her "brother loyalty" appearance.

He carefully looked at the "mountain" pattern on the ground, and couldn't help but narrowly said: "But trees all have leaves. Your tree doesn't have leaves. Isn't it right?"

Chang Ning, who was originally very proud, was stunned. She hurriedly looked at the "mountain" pattern she had written, frowning, and being very serious. After reading the words, she looked up at Mu Feng again, with a suspicious face on her face. He also said uncertainly: "But I, I remember this is the book, did I remember it wrong?"

Mu Feng almost laughed out loud. He couldn't bear to make Changning laugh. He resisted the urge to laugh and patted Changning's shoulder for fear: "Well, I'll just ask, if you say so, I think you The book is good!"

Changning became happy all of a sudden, the doubts on his brows were swept away, replaced by stars in his eyes, and he hurriedly changed the topic: "It's good, good, good! Well, Chief Chief, where was the little white wolf last time? "

Mu Feng's heart was clear, and Changning's reaction made it clear that he was a scumbag.

There are few students in this world who are afraid that others will talk to them about the following three issues: grades, subject books, and homework!

Chang Ning's reaction was like the kind of poorly learned, eager to avoid this problem, and by the way, she forgot to pay attention to the brushes and paper made by Mu Feng.

Mu Feng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Let's not talk about the little white wolf, what are you doing here this time?"

"Of course I'm here to thank you!" Changning said with a playful smile, "My brother-in-law Konoa respects you very much, clamoring that he will come with me this time, and he also said that he will prepare something for you!"

"Your uncle?" Mu Feng looked around.

Changning just slapped his head: "Ah, my uncle!"

"Your uncle?" Mu Feng was surprised, "He's here too?"

Changning spit out his tongue playfully: "He drove the cattle over, and he hadn't arrived yet. I thought he was slow, so I came first!"

"Cow?" Mu Feng was surprised.

"Yeah!" Chang Ning smiled. "My uncle said that last time you took him to the Lei Ze Department, you captured so many slaves and helped our Blue Bird Department get so much labor. I discussed with my dad. Below, I will send you two hundred cows!"

After a pause, she said again: "Who knows that your tribe now has so many people and the place is bigger, otherwise I will send you more."

There was a warm feeling in Mu Feng's heart.

As a member of a large tribe, Changning had no domineering arrogance from most of the other tribes. The first time we met, he was very friendly when facing him. There was no tribe like Manglong and Heifang who looted at will.

This is naturally related to the situation of the Blue Bird Department, but it also has a lot to do with Changning's xinxing.

If she had a little bit of the idea of ​​killing people and overcoming goods at that time, given the situation at that time, I'm afraid the whole Jiang family will be destroyed in an instant.

Right now, after seeing Da Jiang's strength, her first reaction was not other threats or something, but thinking that she should bring him more cows.

Mu Feng sighed from the bottom of his heart.

He smiled and said, "You have a heart, but it doesn't matter. You don't know!"

Changning waved his hand, picked up another cucumber, chewed and chewed, and said without image: "Is it possible to discuss something with you again, it is this red fruit, can you give me more, I will look back. Or let my dad try them!"

Mu Feng smiled and shook his head: "It's not that I won't give it to you. It's such a long way. When you take it back, it will turn bad. There is no way to eat it!"

"Oh!" Changning's face was frustrated, "He said he would come and have a look, but temporarily something can't come."

"Your father?" Mu Feng was shocked, "He is coming?"

Changning was still eating cucumbers, keenly aware of Mu Feng's alertness, and hurriedly waved his hands: "Don't get me wrong, my father just wanted to follow us to see. This time we didn't have many people, so we took two hundred people!"

Mu Feng quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, before meeting the blue bird chief, he never dared to take it lightly.

Now that Da Jiang is established, as a great chief, he has more and more deeply realized how much influence a great chief has on a tribe.

He wants to fight, and the entire tribe must support it. He wants to build tulou, and the entire tribe must go up. If he hadn't personally told the children not to work, these children of the right age would have to help!

If the Great Chief of the Blue Bird Department had some other thoughts, the influence on Great Jiang would be immeasurable!

He waved his hand: "Okay, there is no such thing as you. I forgot about your uncle after talking, so go out and see him!"

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