I am a chief in a primitive tribe

Eating meat and drinking soup is a joy in life.

This is Mu Feng's truest feeling at this time.

And a few people around were already shouting excitedly.

"Great Chief!" Mingguang became excited, "We didn't know that primitive chickens were eaten like this before!"

Lihu suddenly said, "Haven't you caught a few yet?"

"Haha!" Everyone laughed.

Mu Feng couldn't help laughing, he originally felt that Lihu was a one-eyed one.

Mingguang was stunned, glared and said, "I have the skill of catching primordial chickens, I might as well catch other beasts!"

But he immediately said: "But no one thought that the big chief could catch so many at once! Now that we have a way to catch primordial chickens, tomorrow I will go to the forest to find out if there are any other primordial chickens!"

"Well, yes!" Mu Feng nodded, "The chicken cage is big enough, and it is no problem to put one or two hundred more." If it really doesn't work, we can make another chicken coop!"

"When the time comes, there will be really more primitive chickens, so let's eat them one by one!"

"That's really great!" Lihu blushed, "In that case, I'm afraid that there won't be a big tribe, right?"

Mu Feng smiled: "I don't care if the big tribe has it or not, but our Jiang clan will be like this in the future, even better than this!"

After saying this, he had a strange feeling, and thought to himself: " If someone in my previous life heard this, I was afraid that they would laugh at me for being a rice bucket who only knew how to eat.

But what the tribe needs to solve most at the moment is the problem of food and clothing, and the stomach can't be filled, so what else can we talk about?

If you have one, bring a few!"

Lihu nodded: "I see, Great Chief."

After a pause, he said hatefully: "It's a pity that the salt in the tribe is not enough, otherwise, if we soak the grass with salt and go out to hunt twice, we will definitely have more wild sheep than now!"

"This is no way!" Mu Feng shook his head calmly, "The tribe is short of salt and fur now, so we won't go out for the time being." In addition to catching sheep, Uncle Mingguang, you can also take people to Dalong Lake to catch fish, as well as primitive chickens!"

"If that one from the Blue Bird Department is also a good talker, she will come back in two or three days." When the time comes, we will have salt again, and we can go out hunting again!"

"Damn the Manglong Division!" Mingguang said hatefully, "If they hadn't kept their word, how could we have almost wiped out the dead race!"

"We must take revenge!" Mingguang clenched his fists and smashed them on the bluestone slab.

Mu Feng's heart sank, and he suddenly thought that several days had passed, and there had been no follow-up to the matter of the Manglong Tribe.

If they still come, won't the tribe be unlucky again?"

"No, no matter whether the Manglong tribe comes or not, you must have a sense of distress, otherwise one day they suddenly come, and the entire tribe will be unlucky!"

Thinking of this, Mu Feng said again: "Although we can't take revenge right now, the tribe's defense must be done well. In this way, only ten people will be sent out tomorrow to catch sheep, and the rest are in the tribe!"

"Ahh

It can be seen that the Manglong Department has left them with not only hatred but also shadows.

Seeing the expressions of several people, Mu Feng secretly shook his head again.

He wanted a few people to pay attention to this matter, but he didn't expect it to make a few people so depressed.

He clapped his hands: "Don't worry so much, everyone cheer up, tomorrow as long as you do what I say, as long as the people from the Manglong Department still dare to come, we can defeat them!"

"Huh?" Everyone looked at Mu Feng in unison, "Great Chief, do you have a way?"

Especially Bai Fang, his big eyes were full of adoration: "Brother Mu Feng, is what you said true?"

"It must be true!" Mu Feng swore an oath.

The next morning, except for the ten hunters who had gone out, all the people of the tribe who were able to work were called to the thatched huts.

Mu Feng began to lay out his plan.

"Lihu, take out twenty people from the young man to dig well water and mud, add dry thatch to it, and paste it in the cracks of these stones like I did!"

"Be careful, the mud that has been reconciled should not be too soft or too hard, and the thatch should not be too long, so cut it off and put it in the mud if it grows! It must be evenly mixed, and then paste the gaps, and then smooth it outside!" Mu

Feng gave the matter to Lihu after demonstrating it again, regardless of the people in the tribe who opened their eyes wide and looked surprised.

"Mingguang, take out another twenty people, go to Beishan to cut black bamboo, not too thin, like my forearm, cut it into such a long section, send it here, make javelins!"

"As for the others, pick up all the stones outside the wall, take them here and divide them into piles and put them away!"

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Great Chief, what's the use of us doing this?"

Mu Feng grinned: "Of course it's to protect the clan!"

"This time, as long as the Manglong Ministry dares to come, I must let them come back!"