I am a chief in a primitive tribe

The production of the double-piece bow has been taught to a few people, and except for the white fang, which is obviously not strong enough, the other three have already been able to make it proficiently.

According to Mu Feng's plan, each of the tribe's hunting teams should have a bow as soon as possible, and first form a tribe's most basic defense force.

Early

the next morning, Mingguang called all the people of the hunting party to the thatched hut, and placed the single and double bows respectively, and asked each of the hunting team members to try the bow by themselves to see which one they were suitable for.

As a result, of the fifty-eight members of the hunting team, including Mingguang, twenty-two were able to open a double-piece bow, thirty were able to shoot a single-piece bow, and the remaining five were the same as Hanshu, feeling that the strength of the double-piece bow was still small.

That is, there are six people who may need three bows!

Mu Feng was a little excited, he didn't expect so many people to be able to shoot hard bows!

After determining the number of bows to be made, Mu Feng began to arrange for people to chop bamboo and make bows.

Except for the first dozen or so bows that need his personal guidance, the rest of the single and double bows are all guided by Lihu, Mingguang and Hanshu.

For this reason, Bai Fang was very depressed, pouting and complaining in front of Mu Feng: "Brother Mu Feng, I will also make a double bow!" Mu

Feng smiled helplessly: "You know how to do it, but your strength is too small, and when you put on the bowstring, your strength is not enough, and a bow will be wasted!"

Bai Fang is still a little angry, his eyebrows are twisted into pimples, and he looks like an angry little daughter-in-law: "Everyone has something to do, but I can't even do a bow!"

Mu Feng chuckled and shook his head: "I originally wanted to have something to do, this is simple!" He

looked happy: "Oh, I'm still thinking about a lot of things and I can't be busy, I don't know if you're willing to help me?"

Bai Fang immediately turned his worries into joy, and his pretty face was full of smiles: "I can help you!"

Mu Feng smiled: "Actually, it's also about improving the power of bamboo arrows!" "Improving the power of

bamboo arrows?" White Fang suddenly came to his senses, staring at Mu Feng with big eyes wide open, looking like "you say it quickly".

Mu Feng smiled: "Bamboo arrows are actually easy to be crooked during flight, so many times they can't be shot. "

But I see you're very accurate when you shoot arrows?" White Fang's brows furrowed, and he looked puzzled.

"That's because it's close, if it's farther, it won't work!" Mu Feng shook his head and explained, "So if you want to shoot the bamboo arrow more accurately, you need to tie something to the end of the arrow!"

"Tie something?" White Fang reacted and smiled sweetly, "You want me to tie something to the bamboo arrow?" Okay, what do you say, I'll do it?"

Mu Feng nodded: "Okay! Take you to the chicken coop to cut the feathers!" "

Cut the feathers?" White Fang wondered, "What are you doing with the feathers?"

"The tail feathers and wing feathers on the chicken's body can be cut off and tied to the tail of the arrow, so that the arrow can be more accurate when flying!" Mu Feng used the simplest words to make White Fang understand, "The feathers tied to it are called arrow feathers."

When it comes to "Arrow Feather", he still has some pity in his heart, the most suitable for Arrow Feather is the goose tail, and then the goose tail and duck tail.

The worst thing is the feathers on the chicken's body, and it has to be on the wings and tail.

It's a pity that Mu Feng can only produce feathers on hand now!

But fortunately, cutting the wings of chickens can not only make arrows, but also prevent chickens from escaping.

Because Mingguang has told him more than once, he has seen the chickens in the chicken coop fly high several times, and he almost "escaped from prison".

At the same time, Mingguang asked Mu Feng if he wanted to make the chicken coop taller or make another chicken coop.

Either way, it seems like a lot of work.

Now I want to make an arrow feather, I don't need it, and I cut it directly to save trouble.

Mu Feng didn't pay attention to the white fangs, and spent another 50 achievements to exchange for a pair of scissors, and was quite speechless in his heart about the reduced achievements.

"Originally, I thought it would increase, but I didn't expect it to decrease after finding clay.

"The 1150 points after the lard residue, plus the 200 points of the cress, and the 200 points spent for the double-piece bow, plus the 50 points spent here, my God, there are only 1100 left!"

How to cut chicken feathers is a simple matter for him, but not necessarily for White Fang.

From taking scissors to selecting chicken feathers, to getting scissors, there is nothing that doesn't need a wooden wind demonstration.

Mu Feng grabbed a chicken, grabbed the chicken wings, and gestured with scissors: "See, go down with a pair of scissors here, you can grow longer! The tail is here, only these few can be used!"

Mu Feng said, directly cut off a few chicken feathers, and then handed it to Bai Fang: "Look at it!"

Bai Fang looked excited, took the scissors in Mu Feng's hand, and was just about to reach out to pick up the chicken handed over by Mu Feng.

"Ahh

This is good, the chicken that landed just hit other chickens, and in an instant the chickens flew and the dogs jumped, and the chicken feathers flew wildly.

It made Mu Feng and White Fang have chicken feathers on their heads and bodies.

White Fang, in particular, has a lot of chicken feathers in his hair like cobwebs, and is blushing and drawing circles on the ground with his feet.

"Brother Mufeng......" The sound of white teeth was like gnats, and he was obviously very embarrassed.

Mu Feng looked at it while picking chicken feathers, and saw the red glow rising in Bai Fang's ears, and his big eyes were full of cramped uneasiness.

"Haha!" Mu Feng didn't care, "Hurry up next time!"

"Okay!" Bai Fang nodded solemnly, and his serious appearance made Mu Feng laugh again.