I am a chief in a primitive tribe

Changning was still overjoyed, and nodded heavily with her little head: "Well, I'll give you enough supplies again!" As

if she was afraid that Mu Feng would regret it, she hurriedly waved to the people behind her, signaling them to quickly move the fur salt down.

"Where will the furs be sent?" Changning took the initiative to ask, "I'll ask them to help you move the furs in!"

"Great Chief!" Mingguang looked at Mu Feng a little nervously.

Mu Feng glanced at Changning and said, "No, we can move it ourselves!" Changning

looked at Mu Feng, and then looked at the Jiang clan, so he had to say honestly: "Okay!"

Mu Feng immediately said: "Okay, you come with me, I will teach you to make fire!" The

warrior behind Changning suddenly shouted: "Ye Ma Duo, no!"

Changning waved his hand: "It's okay, we are here to send furs and salt, there is no malice!"

Mu Feng glanced at the soldier who was speaking, and said, "If you don't worry, you can send a few people in, but you can't all come!"

The soldier's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly turned around to pick someone and quickly stood behind Changning.

Changning frowned slightly, sensing Mu Feng's displeasure.

Mu Feng turned around and walked into the clan, and he didn't look at the Manglong tribe from beginning to end.

In his opinion, with the beating of the tiger, the Manglong Department categorically did not dare to come to the Jiang family again.

Changning watched Mu Feng walk away, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, turned around and said, "You don't have to follow up, I'll just go over by myself!"

"Ye Ma Duo!" Someone shouted, "You can't ......"

"Shut up!" Changning raised his eyebrows, "We're here to ask people, don't let people misunderstand!"

"But ......"

"It's nothing!" Chang Ning scolded, " If I don't even have the courage to do this, how can I help my dad grow the tribe in the future?"

the man said no more.

Changning turned around and walked into the Jiang clan.

As soon as he passed the protective wall, Changning was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him.

She hadn't seen the layout inside when she was outside just now, and when she came in, she was full of shock, and her face was full of surprise.

A two-metre-high protective wall, two puddles filled with clear spring water, and a ...... of unknown wooden utensils are placed in front of the thatched huts

What surprised her even more was that at the foot of the hill near the protective wall, there was something like a two-meter-high fence. She didn't know what it was called, but through the wall she heard the sounds of wild boars screaming in the wall!

Judging by the sound, there must have been more than fifty of them.

"This ......" Changning clearly remembered that he didn't have these when he came last time.

Mu Feng sensed her shock and felt that it was almost over, so he turned around and said, "It's not that I don't want your people to come in, it's that there are too many of you coming this time." More than a hundred people are enough to threaten the safety of my Jiang clan!" Changning

reacted slightly from the changes around him, and his expression was apologetic: "I'm sorry, because I brought so many furs this time, I was afraid of accidents on the road, so I brought more people!"

After a pause, she bowed slightly: "Please also teach me how to make fire!"

"Okay!" Mu Feng saw Changning's humble attitude and nodded in response, "Making fire is actually very simple!"

As he spoke, he beckoned to Bai Fang, who had been speaking nearby: "White Fang, you come to teach this sister how to make a fire!"

Bai Fang, who was called by Mu Feng, was surprisingly nervous at this time, and his originally very agile apricot eyes were also slightly timid at this time.

She came to Mu Feng and called, "Brother Mu Feng......"

and then looked at Changning with a little nervousness.

She couldn't help but be nervous, the good-looking sister in front of her, who was taller than herself, had better eyes than herself, and wore softer fur from most of the country.

With so many people, Daddy and Uncle Mingguang were a little worried......

"She taught me?" Changning was surprised, his good-looking eyes full of doubts.

"Hmm!" Mu Feng nodded and looked at White Fang, "White Fang, you can teach her!"

"Yes!" White Fang nodded, turned around and ran to get dry branches, rotten wood and animal hair, and began to drill wood to make fire in front of Changning.

Changning looked puzzled, but still looked at White Fang without saying a word.

She understood Mu Feng's purpose, which was to let White Fang teach her, as long as White Fang was okay, then she would definitely be able to do it.

Her eyes remained motionless at each step of White Fang: her hands between the dry branches, a quick turn on the rotten wood, then the fur was put on and she blew softly.

After a while, the green smoke on the hair dissipated, and a flame burst into flames.

"It's that simple?" Chang Ning's face was full of surprise, and then he also took a dry branch and a rotten wood and started a fire.

Not surprisingly, she also managed to drill out of the fire!

" This ......" Changning was stunned by herself, she never thought that it could be so simple to make a fire!

"You are really a great sage!" Changning bowed and saluted, "I invite you to join our Bluebird Department again in the name of the Blue Bird Department!"

After a pause, she said again: "With your meritocracy, I will recommend you to my father as the prophet of most of my Blue Birds!"

"Prophet?" Mu Feng was surprised.

He learned from the big chief system that a tribe like the Jiang clan, because of the small number of people, only has a leader and a chief in the tribe, and there are no totem beliefs and rituals, let alone related personnel.

Even if there are these activities in the tribe, it is basically the big chief or chief of the tribe who picks it up.

But in the large tribal alliance, there is a clear division of labor among chiefs, chiefs, prophets, priests, and so on.

The Prophet had a very transcendent position in a tribe, and was not subject to anyone's control, but enjoyed the highest treatment of the tribe.

Changning looked at Mu Feng expectantly.

On the other hand, Bai Fang secretly clenched his palms, and his eyes were full of nervousness and worry.

But Mu Feng just smiled and shook his head: "No!".