I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Mu Feng knew about the situation of the Changli tribe. He thought about it and asked Mouse Xu: "Do you know what the totem in the Changli tribe is?"

"Tribal Totem?" The Mouse must shook his head, "I don't know about this. After all, when I went out to conquer the Blue Bird Clan, I used to recruit warriors from various tribes. The tribe, but no one knows what their totem is."

Mu Feng felt helpless, frowning, wondering how to figure out who Da Jiang's enemy tribe was.

At this time, Mouse Beard had the courage to ask: "Old, no, Warchief, what is our Great Jiang's totem?"

Mu Feng froze for a moment, and then realized that Mouse Beard had already adapted to his new identity-Da Jiang's tribe.

And he has consciously called Mu Feng the "Great Chief".

It seems that this old boy is not only cunning, but also has good eyesight.

He smiled and said, "Well, since you are a member of the Great Jiang tribe, then I have no reason not to accept you. Great Jiang's totem is a dragon, and I will let someone show you my Great Jiang's totem. By the way, you I don’t know what the name is!"

The mouse must hurriedly said: "Back to the warchief, my name is Humptail!"

"Humptail?" Mu Feng almost laughed.

He thought of the big flicker of the Black Bear Club called "Xiong Tou Tou".

The chief of the Colossus is called "Elephant Ears".

The name of the yellow bird is "Yu Hei Lian".

Of course, in Da Huyou's mouth, the latter two chiefs also became "big ears hiding and little black faces".

He secretly slandered: "What horrible names these people give, they are heads, faces and tails."

Mouse must not know why Mu Feng laughed, and looked puzzled: "Warchief, why are you laughing?"

Mu Feng waved his hand: "Nothing, I just thought of something happier. Okay, you go back to your room, and I will let Chang Shui take you to see the totem."

"Yes!" The mouse hurriedly agreed.

So Mu Feng took him back to the earth building on the three-story protective wall.

He let Humptail go back to the room by himself, then found Chang Shui, and told him some specific matters: "

Take this person to the totem mural and take a look at the totem. Well, he is called Camel Tail.

Arrange for him to take care of the cattle and sheep pens.

As for eating and drinking, you can't keep him short, as long as you don't waste it, it doesn't matter if you raise him obese. "

Chang Shui frowned: "Humptail? Just let him take care of the cattle and sheep, not let him work?"

Mu Feng smiled and nodded: "Well, don't let him work for the time being, just let him guard the cattle and sheep pen and watch the cattle and sheep without any accidents. Of course, if he wants to do it, you can let him do it."

Chang Shui was still puzzled: "But why do you want to feed him fat?"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "He will stay here peacefully when he has enough food and drink to gain weight. Don't cause us trouble!"

Chang Shui nodded: "Yes, I get it!"

Mu Feng waved his hand: "Okay, then go ahead!"

Chang Shui turned and left.

Mu Feng grinned and said to himself: "Make people rich, weak, willing to drive. He stays stable, eats well, dresses well, reluctant to leave, those people outside of him will hate him more and more. , Will cherish everything I have given to Da Jiang even more!"

But he certainly wouldn't tell Chang Shui about these things, because even if he did, Chang Shui might have difficulty understanding the truth.

In fact, for him, even if the rat has a beard and hump tail is under house arrest in Dajiang, he is not threatened after he is fed and drunk.

As long as they don't kill him, the people in Mo Xiong's department will hate him.

But to kill him, it might be counterproductive.

But as long as it takes a long time, Mo Xiong's body will come to know that after the **** is stable, there is no need to worry about food, clothing and danger, and there will naturally be identification, let alone thinking about and hating ginger.

At that time, the current "being deceived" will gradually weaken and fade away-this is also human nature, and the scar will be forgotten when it hurts.

Mu Feng now intends to take some time to make them "forget the pain".

He originally wanted to go back to the Yuelou to have a good rest, after all, this trip back and forth for nearly twenty days really exhausted him.

But seeing corn, soybeans with yellowing stems and leaves on both sides, and large yellow potatoes with black leaves on the outside, Mu Feng suddenly reacted-autumn has already begun, and **** is about to harvest!

To make sure that his judgment was correct, he opened the corn bracts, pods, and yellow potato fields at one time, and found that all three crops were mature.

Then he went to the peanut field to pick up several litters of peanuts, and found that the peanuts were all plump and mature.

So Mu Feng began to organize the autumn harvest in the tribe.

At the same time, he asked him to find Asuka, and asked him to take dozens of people to retrieve the sorghum.

This is the case in autumn, and the crops change every day.

But that was not ripe a few days ago, but it was ripened by the autumn wind a few days later.

Corn, soybeans, peanuts, yellow potatoes, and kenaf are all mature now, and the whole **** has a bumper harvest!

And this autumn harvest is of great significance to Mufeng.

Because after this autumn harvest, it means that the planting of **** in the future will completely catch up with the season of four o'clock planting and harvesting.

And he doesn’t have to work hard physically and mentally to catalyze the growth process of the dealer with the wood road derivation technique every time after planting the crops. In fact, once the **** has cultivated more land to plant the dealer, he will also Can't be catalyzed by the wood road derivative technique.

In the impression of Mufeng, the autumn harvest is very busy and tiring.

But right now the land in Dajiang hasn't reached a certain level, and there are enough people in Dajiang.

So the autumn harvest was completed in just one day from the time he arranged it to the end.

The harvested corn, soybeans, peanuts, and yellow potatoes have been cleaned and spread out on the empty grounds in the tribe for drying.

The corn cob has reached two-thirds the length of the previous life, and the corn kernels are not too small.

Soybean seeds are similar to the previous life because he exchanged them from the system, but the output does not seem to be as high as the previous life said.

The peanuts are obviously smaller in size than in the previous life, but they are full of dry fragrance in the mouth!

The yellow potatoes are the most, worth 20,000 to 30,000 catties. When they are harvested, they piled up into a hill at the gate of the tribe. All the tribesmen who have tasted roasted yellow potatoes shouted excitedly.

These yellow potatoes were divided into three parts.

One portion is sent directly to the center for cooking, a small portion is kept for cultivation, and a large portion is also piled on the field to bask in the sun to kill moisture, and then wait for the cellar to be dug and stored for the winter.

As for the harvest of kenaf, it is slightly troublesome.

Because kenaf needs to be peeled and dried.

But the kenaf skin is tightly attached to the pole, and it takes a lot of effort to peel off.

But this can't be troubled by Mu Feng.

He let someone chop a branch with a "Y"-shaped arm from the tree, a section of it was sharpened and rammed into the ground, and then he peeled off the hemp bark and placed it on the branch and pulled it off. Up.

This is a very effective way of harvesting kenaf and peeling skin in the countryside.

When Mu Feng resorted to this method, the surrounding clansmen were shocked.

It is difficult for them to imagine what else the warchief would not do!

After the autumn harvest is completed, it is plowed and planted underground.

Since the surroundings of my location are all four seasons of the year, I naturally follow the law of autumn planting and summer harvesting.

This determines that all he can grow is wheat!

Fortunately, he had selected the wheat seeds long ago, so he only needs to cultivate the land well.

When plowing the land, it is natural to use copper plows and cattle, and of course wooden rakes.

First spread fertilizer to the ground, then use the cattle to pull the copper plow to turn the soil, and then use the cattle to pull the wood rake to loosen the soil and chop it evenly.

Because the fertilizer is made of soil and manure made by ginger, it will inevitably taste.

But even so, when Mu Feng watched the tribesmen driving the cattle and plowing the copper plow, he couldn't tell the steadfastness and satisfaction.

Of course, the autumn harvest in the tribe has begun. Near the second mirror city, Dajiang's large-scale wasteland farming has also begun...

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