I am the chief of a primitive tribe

Eating meat and drinking soup is the joy of life.

This is Mu Feng's most real feeling at this moment.

And the people around him have already shouted excitedly.

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

Li Hu suddenly said, "Didn't you catch a few?"

"Haha!" Everyone laughed.

Mu Feng couldn't help laughing, he thought Li Hu was a very strict person.

Mingguang was frustrated and said with his eyes wide open: "I might as well catch other wild animals instead of catching primitive chickens!"

But he immediately said: "But no one thought that the chief could catch so many at one time! Now that we have a way to catch primitive chickens, I will go to the forest tomorrow to look for other primitive chickens!"

"Well, it's okay!" Mufeng nodded, "The chicken coop is big enough, and it's no problem to put another one or two hundred. If it doesn't work, we can make another chicken coop!"

"When there are really too many primitive chickens, everyone will eat one!"

"That's really great!" Lihu blushed, "If that happens, I'm afraid there won't be any in the big tribes, right?"

Mufeng smiled and said: "I don't care if there are any in the big tribes, but our Jiang family will be like this in the future, or even better than this!"

After saying this, he had a strange feeling and thought to himself: "If people in my previous life heard this, I'm afraid they would laugh at me for being a glutton who only knows how to eat.

But right now, the most urgent problem for the tribe is food and clothing. If you can't even fill your stomach, what else can you talk about? ?

Food is the most important thing for people!"

Mu Feng felt relieved and said, "The hunting team doesn't need to risk going out hunting in the near future. Find a few people to go out to the trap every day to see if there are any sheep. If there are, bring a few!"

Li Hu nodded, "I know, Chief."

After a pause, he said bitterly, "It's a pity that there is not enough salt in the tribe. Otherwise, if we soak the grass with salt and go out hunting twice, we will definitely have more wild sheep than now!"

"There is nothing we can do about it!" Mu Feng shook his head calmly, " The tribe is short of salt and furs, so we won't go out for the time being. In addition to catching sheep, Uncle Mingguang can also take people to Dalong Lake to catch fish and primitive chickens! "

"If Yemaduo from the Blue Bird Tribe keeps her word, she will be back in two or three days. Then we will have salt again and can go out hunting again!"

"Damn the Manglong Tribe!" Mingguang said bitterly, "If they hadn't broken their promise, how could we have almost been wiped out!"

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

Mu Feng's heart trembled, and he suddenly thought that several days had passed, and there was no news about the Manglong Tribe's coming.

If they come again, won't the tribe be in trouble again?

"No, whether the Manglong tribe comes or not, we must have a sense of crisis, otherwise if they suddenly come one day, the whole tribe will be in trouble!"

Thinking of this, Mu Feng said again: "Although we can't take revenge now, the tribe's defense must be done well. How about this, only send ten people out to catch sheep tomorrow, and the others stay in the tribe!"

"Ah?" Mingguang was surprised again, "Why?"

"Prevent the Manglong tribe from robbing at any time!" Mu Feng said in a low voice, "Only by doing a good job of the tribe's defense and weapons can we ensure that we will not be defeated when they come again!"

"Yes!" Everyone realized the seriousness of what Mu Feng said, and their expressions became a little panicked.

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

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

He wanted several people to pay attention to this matter, but he didn't expect to make them so depressed.

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

"Ah?" Everyone looked at Mufeng, "Great Chief, do you have a way?"

Especially Baiya, his big eyes were full of admiration: "Brother Mufeng, are you telling the truth?"

"It must be true!" Mufeng vowed.

The next morning, except for the ten hunting team members who went out, all the people in the tribe who could work were called to the thatched house.

Mufeng began to lay out his plan.

"Lihu, select twenty young and strong people to draw well water and mud, add dry thatch, and then paste it in the cracks of these stones like I did!"

"Pay attention, the mixed mud cannot be too soft or too hard, and the thatch cannot be too long. Cut off the long ones and put them in the mud! Make sure to mix it evenly, then paste the gaps, and then smooth it out!"

Mufeng demonstrated it onceThen he handed the matter over to Lihu, regardless of the wide-eyed and surprised people in the tribe.

"Mingguang, pick out another twenty people to go to Beishan to cut black bamboo. It can't be too thin, it must be as thick as my forearm, cut it into this long section, and send it here to make javelins!"

"As for the others, pick up all the stones outside the wall, bring them here and put them in piles!"

Someone couldn't help asking: "Captain, what's the point of us doing this?"

Mufeng grinned: "Of course it's to protect the tribe!"

"This time, as long as the Manglong tribe dares to come again, I will make sure they never come back!"