I am a chief in a primitive tribe

One trap hunt, thirty-five wild sheep.

Three of them were wounded and could not be saved, and were slaughtered the same day and distributed to the tribesmen.

Of the remaining thirty-two were twelve rams and twenty ewes.

Among them, there are three rams, and the three ewes are obviously old and decrepit, so they can be eaten as the next priority.

In other words, there are a total of twenty-six wild sheep that can be domesticated by the tribe.

Although Mu Feng also knew that eating mutton still paid attention to the word "tender", he still couldn't help but move the lamb.

After all, lambs can breed more sheep!

Even if he only killed three wild sheep, the joy of the tribe was beyond his knowledge.

Just because compared with some foxes, wild wolves, and horned rhinos caught by Mingguang and those people before, the mutton was particularly delicious!

So that night, the whole tribe lit a bonfire again, and the tribe was filled with a cheer of "Great Chief and Great Sage".

Now the whole tribe except for the cave in the back mountain is still symbolically dedicated to fire, and the people in the tribe have completely regarded fire as normal.

It's just because Mu Feng later taught everyone how to drill wood for fire in the entire tribe.

Mu Feng was invited to sit in the most important part of the crowd, all of them holding grilled fish and meat in their hands, and surrounding him with well water in stone jars, with a humble attitude.

Especially White Fang, who got a white fur from nowhere and draped it on his body, he couldn't say how beautiful he looked.

She was pushed by the clansmen as a "representative", holding barbecue and well water, and kneeling on one knee to pay tribute to Mu Feng.

When the girl looked at Mu Feng, her eyes were as bright as stars, and her beautiful eyes were full of joy and worship.

Especially the slight smile on the corner of her mouth, reflecting the torch looks unique.

Mu Feng was a little distracted, but he coughed twice in front of so many people, took the leg of mutton and the stone jar, waved his hand, and then said: "We are all members of the Jiang clan, and I also grew up watching everyone." In the future, everyone doesn't have to be so polite, just call me Mu Feng!"

"Yes, Great Chief!" all the clansmen responded in unison.

Mu Feng was helpless, knowing that this was a primitive society, and many deep-rooted thinking could not be changed at once, so he had to give up.

Holding a leg of lamb in one hand and a stone jar in the other, he suddenly thought of the taste of roasted leg of lamb in his previous life, oil, cumin, chili flakes, pepper ......

So many complete condiments are smeared on one go, and the food is so exciting.

If you pair it with a cold beer, ......

Mu Feng looked at the smoky leg of lamb in his hand with only salt in his hand, and suddenly felt tasteless.

"Such a good leg of mutton, but it can only be equipped with well water!" Mu Feng wanted to cry a little without tears, "It seems that the recipes of the tribe need to be improved urgently!"

Mu Feng communicated with the system again, handed over the task of domesticating animals once, and obtained 300 achievement points, and the achievement point came to 350 points.

"System, is there any seasoning that can be exchanged?" Mu Feng couldn't help but complain, "The leg of lamb is too unpalatable!"

"Yes!" The system popped up in the mall, Mu Feng just glanced at it and exclaimed, "I'll go, rob, just such a small bottle of chili noodles requires 50 points of achievement!"

"And such a little cumin, enough for anything, it's not enough for a barbecue!"

The system prompts: "Salt, All kinds of spices belonged to high-end consumables back then, and the price was naturally very high!"

Then the system prompted: "Are you sure to exchange?"

Mu Feng hesitated for a long time, gritted his teeth and asked: "Then there are no spices in this era?"

The system prompted: "Yes, you need to discover it yourself!"

Then the system sent out a series of pictures to Mu Feng to see, all of which were pictures of herbs and spices, and at the same time, he also sent a new task to Mu Feng: "Find spices, 100 achievements for each!"

Mu Feng looked at it, there were star anise, cinnamon, peppercorns, fennel, etc., and some he didn't recognize.

His eyes lit up, these spices were actually available in this world, and he found that he could not only solve the seasoning problem, but also obtain achievement points, and it was really on the agenda.

So he thought for a while and said, "Then I won't exchange it, it's just a meal, I can bear it!"

After he withdrew from the communication with the system, he became looking forward to it again, studying history in his previous life, and many puzzles puzzled him.

In particular, there are questions about the need for the work he has done.

But now that he is in this primitive society, he can decide the affairs of the tribe with one sentence, and almost everything he does will have an impact on the tribe.

What could be more fulfilling and meaningful?

He thought about it, and thought that domesticating animals and finding seasonings could be done at the same time.

One thing is to solve the long-term problem of food and clothing for the tribe, and the other thing can solve the problem of seasoning for oneself and the tribesmen.

Not to mention that you can earn achievement points on your own.

He rubbed his head and said to himself: "It seems that the domestication plan has been accelerated!" Thinking

of this, he rushed away from the tiger and said to Mingguang: "Uncle Lihu, Uncle Mingguang, let's continue to hunt tomorrow!"

"Continue to hunt?" Mingguang and Lihu's eyes lit up, and there was joy on their faces, "Are you still going to catch wild sheep?"

"No!" Mu Feng shook his head, "Just find a few people to go to the trap and take a look, let's go catch the flower hair dragon!"

Hua Maolong?" Mingguang was stunned, "How to catch it?"

Mu Feng grinned: "I have my own way!".