I am a chief in a primitive tribe

Hanshu didn't feel good all over the place.

Because Mingguang had already told him before he came: the big chief is going to the river to dig clay this time, and maybe to look for wolves, and you have to protect the safety of the big chief.

After hearing Mingguang's advice, Hanshu made up his mind in his heart that he would definitely protect Mu Feng.

But what he didn't expect was that Mu Feng stopped and walked all the way, squatting down from time to time to look at a grass or a small tree, and from time to time he would muttering something "It's a medicinal herb, not a medicinal herb".

All the way to the present, I haven't reached the river.

By the time they should have arrived at the river, perhaps they would have finished digging the clay and had returned.

But right now, the big chief was standing there, holding a red thing in his hand and laughing there, what a

hell of a thing! What made Han Shu feel even more incredible, and even frightened was that at the moment, Mu Feng actually wiped off the mud on the red thing, and put it directly in his mouth and gnawed it!

Han Shu's head "boomed" and he panicked: "Big Chief, that thing can't be eaten!" Mu

Feng still had a smile on his face: "What's the matter, you can eat it!"

Hanshu was even more frightened: "You quickly vomited, that thing is poisonous, the brighter the color, the more poisonous!"

"The brighter the color, the more poisonous?" Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, chewing the carrot, and secretly said in his heart, "This sentence sounds so familiar."

"Who told you that?" asked Mu Feng with a frown.

"Didn't you say that? you let Shuofeng tell everyone that the brighter the color, the more toxic it is!" Hanshu hurriedly came to Mu Feng, about to take his carrot and throw it away.

Mu Feng dodged sideways, frowned and thought about it carefully, and then reacted: "You're talking about mushrooms!"

He laughed: "I told Shuo Feng about mushrooms, the brighter the color of the mushroom, the more inedible it is!"

After a pause, he added: "It's not about carrots!"

"Carrots?" Hanshu scratched his head with a puzzled expression.

"Yes!" Mu Feng glanced at him helplessly, wiped the mud on it vigorously, and then cut a piece with the knife on the back handle of the shovel and handed it to him, "Ah, you taste it, it tastes good!"

Han Shu was suspicious, reached out to take a small piece of carrot, and looked at Mu Feng with a hesitant face.

Mu Feng smiled dumbly: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous!"

Hanshu gritted his teeth, as if making a life and death decision, he directly threw the carrot into his mouth and chewed it twice, and closed his eyes at the same time, looking like he was out of the way.

Mu Feng couldn't cry and laughed: "Just let you eat a carrot, what about you!" Han

Shu suddenly opened his eyes after chewing two bites, with a look of surprise and excitement: "Eh, big chief, this carrot tastes sweet!"

"Rare and weird!" Mu Feng felt helpless, "How is it, does it taste delicious?"

"Mmmm, delicious!" Han Shu nodded subconsciously and said, looking like a child who had seen a novelty for the first time, without the appearance of a tribal adult.

"Aren't you afraid of being poisonous now?" Mu Feng teased.

Han Shu's face turned red, scratched his head and said: "I, I haven't seen this thing before...... Mu

Feng's heart moved: "Then why do I want you to eat it, and you eat it?"

Han Shu was stunned for a moment, and said seriously: "Uncle Lihu told Uncle Mingguang that you are the big chief of the clan, and it was you who guided us to save the Jiang clan from death and migration, and brought us hope!"

Moreover, it was you who led us to defeat the Manglong Tribe, so that the clansmen would not have to worry about food and clothing now!"

"The old chief was very kind to us when he was here, but he didn't do as well as you!"

"They said, what you said, I just did it!"

Hanshu's expression was extremely solemn when he said this, and Mu Feng was stunned when he heard it.

Inexplicably, he was shown to be loyal.

"Although I am telling the truth, such a straightforward statement still has a bit of a taste of showing off. Mu Feng smiled helplessly, and had to think in his heart, "Such a straightforward compliment makes me embarrassed." "

But if you want to say you're unhappy, that's fake, hahaha!" Mu Feng was smug.

"They also said......" Hanshu said and continued.

"Okay, okay!" Mu Feng hurriedly stopped, Hanshu was so loyal that he was a little overwhelmed, "I know, it's important to get down to business, dig up these carrots by the roots, try not to touch the leaves on them, it's best to have some mud on the roots!"

These carrots in front of me have grown into small radish heads, and transplanting them will be a little difficult.

But that didn't stop Mu Feng's enthusiasm, and he had already made up his mind that he would have to feed them, even if it took a little effort.

Because one of the biggest advantages of carrots is that they can be grown all year round.

In other words, carrots can be used as a perennial vegetable for the tribe.

Carrots, in particular, are rich in nutrients and are also much higher than other common vegetables.

This is definitely the best food for the malnourished people who have been suffering from chronic food deprivation!