I am a chief in a primitive tribe

Mu Feng naturally wants to make chicken soup, because now Shuofeng's body is most suitable to drink chicken soup to replenish it.

When the soup was cooked, the aroma of chicken soup overflowed the entire cave, and Mingguang and his wife couldn't help but come to Mu Feng and ask, "Mu Feng, is this the stew you are talking about, this is too fragrant!"

"Hmm!" Mu Feng picked up a small stone jar, poured it full, and ripped off two large chicken legs and put them in the bowl, holding them in front of Shuofeng, "Shuofeng, it's a little hot, you be careful!"

But he thought in his heart: "It's a pity, there are no green onions, ginger and shiitake mushrooms, otherwise it will be more fragrant."

At this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "Yes, green onions, ginger, garlic, and mushrooms and bamboo shoots, these are all spices and food!"

Shuofeng had already smelled the fragrance and smelled hungry, he pulled the chicken thigh, pinched it in his hand and put it on the tip of his nose to suck the aroma hard, and then took a big bite!

Even so, Shuofeng, who tasted such a delicious taste for the first time, was still reluctant to let go, and chewed two bites and swallowed.

Mu Feng was a little helpless, he thought of the primitive chickens that were reluctant to let go in order to eat fish sticks.

Then he hurriedly suppressed this thought, after all, humans and animals are different!

Just as Mu Feng sighed, Shuo Feng ate another chicken leg as well, and then picked up the stone jar and smelled the chicken soup, raised his head and drank it all.

Looking at him, it seems that the chicken soup is not hot, and it seems that his whole person is like having no throat, and he pours it directly into his stomach.

"Is there anything else?" Shuo Feng, who had finished drinking the soup in an instant, was still not satisfied, and looked at Mu Feng.

"Yes!" Mu Feng held the stone jar, turned around and went to serve him soup again, and brought all the rest of the chicken to Shuo Feng.

Shuofeng was not polite, and ate the meat like a whirlwind, and drank the soup cleanly.

Mu Feng was dumbfounded.

That's a primitive chicken of no less than seven or eight catties, plus a big stone jar of soup, and it will be eaten by Shuofeng alone!

It's not that he feels sorry for the chicken, but that there is such a large amount, can Shuofeng's stomach be filled?

It's just that he was obviously overwhelmed, and Shuofeng, who was full of food and drink, rubbed his belly, let out a stinky and loud fart, and then stood up from the thatched bed, covered his nose and said, "Go out and talk!" Mu

Feng looked at Shuofeng in surprise: " You don't have to rest anymore?"

"No! it's so uncomfortable to sleep on!" Shuo Feng shook his head, "And I'm fine!"

The shock in Mingguang's eyes was beyond measure, and he was a little more certain about the spell that Mu Feng had cast.

The more this happened, the more sparkle grew in his eyes.

Shuo Feng came to the outside of the cave and took a big breath of fresh air: "Don't worry, I won't eat you for nothing, I'll fight you again when I go back!" Mu

Feng didn't care, shook his head and said, "No need!"

"What don't you need!" The black thin neck straightened, "I know that the flower hair dragon is difficult to catch, and I will definitely compensate you!"

"However, there are more than a hundred of them in the tribe now!" Mu Feng said with a smile.

"How is that possible!" Shuo Feng looked at Mu Feng incredulously, "More than a hundred! You lied to me, right?"

"What are you lying to you?" Mu Feng shook his head with a smile, "You can go with me to see!"

Shuo Feng was suspicious and followed Mu Feng to Beishan.

And Mingguang didn't come along, obviously very relieved to the two.

The two came to the chicken cage, and Shuo Feng looked at the primitive chickens flying in the chicken cage, and was speechless in surprise.

He looked at the wild sheep in the sheepfold again, and asked uncertainly, "These are all you caught in the past few days when I was asleep?"

"Hmm!" Mu Feng laughed and nodded, "How about it, you believe it now!"

"Believe it!" Shuo Feng looked at the wild sheep and the primordial chicken, his eyes lit up.

Mu Feng suddenly remembered the purpose of going to Mingguang today, looked at the young man in front of him and couldn't help but light up, and asked with a smile: "Shuofeng, is the soup just now delicious?"

"It's delicious!" Shuofeng said with a smile, "I've never drunk anything so delicious!"

"Hmm!" Mu Feng nodded and smiled, "But if you can put something else in it, it tastes even better!"

"Ah, it can be even better?" Shuo Feng was surprised and hurriedly asked, "What to put it?" "

Well, put some spices in it, such as green onions, mushrooms, and so on."

"Spices, mushrooms?" Shuo Feng looked puzzled, "Where is it?"

Mu Feng was happy in his heart, Shuo Feng was asking the point.

He smiled and said, "There are forests outside and mountains inside!So we can go there and look for them!"

Shuo Feng suddenly understood what Mu Feng meant: "You mean to go to the forest to find it, but the forest is too dangerous, and there are wild beasts everywhere." We don't have any weapons either!"

he meant clearly, there were a lot of beasts out there, and they were also dangerous.

But if there is a weapon, he dares to go out.

Mu Feng knew him very well, and he was waiting for his words.

"Why not?" he stretched out his hand, holding a short iron knife with the length of his forearm, "No, here you go!"

"This is the ......" Shuo Feng suddenly breathed rapidly, "This is a golden weapon! Or the sharpest golden knife!"

He looked at Mu Feng in disbelief: "Where did you get it?"

Without waiting for Mu Feng to answer, he asked eagerly, "Is this for me?"

Mu Feng smiled and nodded, handing him the knife.

The momentum on Shuo Feng's body that took the knife changed suddenly, and his thin and dark face suddenly flashed with confidence and fierceness.

He licked his lips and grinned, "With this golden knife, I can take you into the jungle!"

Mu Feng looked at it, nodded and smiled.

He sighed softly in his heart: "Damn, this knife is also expensive, 200 achievement points!".