I am a chief in a primitive tribe

The well was dug smoothly and produced a large amount of water.

The whole tribe came out with skins and stone pots to get water, and after drinking the clean and sweet well water, the whole tribe boiled.

"The Great Chief is really a Great Sage!"

"There is hope for the revival of my Jiang clan!" "

The old chief has chosen a good successor for our Jiang clan!" Mu

Feng scratched his head a little embarrassed, he felt that he was just digging a well, but he didn't expect to cause such a big reaction.

Seeing that the people of the tribe reacted so much, Mu Feng took advantage of the situation and asked Lihu to collect the beast tendons in the tribe and knead them into ropes.

Because it was getting late, he was also tossed enough, so he had to put it on hold and wait for tomorrow to do it.

That night, the whole tribe was filled with joy, and the fish caught during the day, as well as the meat that had been stored before, were taken out.

The people of the tribe gathered together in front of the thatched huts, and burned the fire and roasted the meat.

Those who participated in this morning's fishing excitedly told them how they had fished today, and those who participated in digging wells in the afternoon also shouted with joy.

The eyes they looked at Mu Feng were as fanatical as they had been at the old chieftain before!

Although Mu Feng had only been the Great Chief for two days, he had brought them too many surprises.

The old chief was also invited out to join in the tribal revelry.

It's just that for some reason, his reactions and words are no longer as clear and wise as they were yesterday, and some are just the chatter of ordinary old people.

"Child, you, you are a good boy, you have to take the Jiang clan to rejuvenation!"

"Well, the Jiang clan is a small clan, but the origin is very big. Our ancestors are a big tribe by the river...... "

Hey, the water you gave me today is so sweet!"

The old man took Mu Feng's hand and spoke, but Mu Feng couldn't speak at all.

He had the heart to ask the old man something about the secret memories in his mind, but found that the old man could not hear it, and was completely immersed in his own narrative.

He sighed, and vaguely guessed in his heart that the old man might be exhausted and mentally damaged.

Looking at his condition, it seems to be a sign of Alzheimer's.

"Don't worry!" Mu Feng thought to himself, "Since I am now the big chief, the Jiang family is my one-third of an acre, and I will make it better and better!"

The old man didn't know if he understood this sentence, so he suddenly stood up, clapped his hands and laughed: "Okay, good!"

After all, without mobile phones and computers, he doesn't have to stay up late, and there is no such thing as lying in bed.

Not long after he got up, he saw Bai Fang jumping up and down to the entrance of his cave with a stone jar, and smiled happily at him: "Brother Mu Feng, are you up?"

"Hmm!" Mu Feng smiled and said, "You got up early enough!"

"Daddy asked me to bring you water, and by the way, I will bring you food!"

As he spoke, Bai Fang handed the stone jar with both hands, and handed it to him from the barbecue he brought from his shoulder: "Eat it!"

Looking at the smoky barbecue, Mu Feng really couldn't eat it, but seeing Bai Fang's big eyes looking at him expectantly, he couldn't refuse, so he had to take the barbecue and grit his teeth and eat it.

White Fang was overjoyed, just standing by and laughing as he finished eating.

The girl hurriedly took the stone jar again: "Brother Mu Feng, what are you going to do today?"

"Today, I have to make a tool for drawing water!"

"A tool for drawing water?" White Fang was puzzled, a pair of big black eyes blinked, full of curiosity, "Can you teach me?"

Mu Feng hadn't seen such a clean and simple look for a long time, and couldn't help but smile: "Well, if you want to learn, you can learn on the side!"

"Great!" The white teeth jumped high, and the corners of his mouth turned into crescents.

Mu Feng chuckled and shook his head, took out the carpenter's tools, and asked White Fang to help bring all the wood, and then began to make the well wheels.

Because of the method, he spent 50 points yesterday to redeem the achievement, which is equivalent to already having a manual, and he only needs to do it step by step for the above steps.

White Fang blinked on the side, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he had to ask a few words from time to time:

"Brother Mu Feng, why did you hollow out the middle of the wood?"

"Why did you hollow out another one?"

"Why is this wood so thin, don't you hollow it out?"

Mu Feng explained as he did it, and the originally slightly boring carpentry work became interesting.

It was already noon after the wooden wind made the well wheels, wooden racks, and wooden barrels for drawing.

And White Fang just watched him do this by his side.

"Okay, now you can move these to the well, I can only do this one today, and the other one will have to wait!"

"Well, I'll help you!" White Fang said as he helped Mu Feng move this set of things to the well, and then installed it with Mu Feng.

Some people at the well had already begun to look at the well, and when they noticed the arrival of the wooden wind, they hurriedly helped install it.

After doing this, Mu Feng tied the wooden barrel to the animal tendon rope, then turned the well wheel, put the wooden barrel down, shook the animal tendon rope himself, and then turned the well wheel after it was full, and hoisted the water up.

Just this bucket of water is worth the water that was fetched by ten skins before!

And the speed has also been saved by more than half!

The people around you look at me, I look at you, and finally look at Mu Feng like a monster.

Yesterday, the big chief dug a well to take out such sweet water for the tribe, and today he made such a convenient tool to draw water!

"Brother Mu Feng, I want to try it too!" White Fang jumped happily, and there was a coquettish look on his pretty face, "Okay?"

"Mmmm, good, good!" Mu Feng, who was in a fluttering mood, hurriedly agreed.