I am the chief of a primitive tribe

The aroma of chicken soup attracted the entire tribe, because they had never smelled such a good smell.

Mu Feng looked at the tribe members holding bowls and waiting for soup with amusement.

Bai Ya, who was cooking soup, attracted much attention. He used a wooden spoon to taste the saltiness in front of everyone, imitating Mu Feng's previous behavior, and then handed the spoon to Ji Yang, who was responsible for distributing food in the tribe.

The most fair person in a tribe can be in charge of the utensils for distributing food, and Ji Yang is such a spoon holder.

Ji Yang, who took the spoon from Bai Ya, was also very excited, because he was about to distribute the most delicious food in the tribe so far!

"Don't worry, everyone will have a share!" Ji Yang took the spoon and started to distribute the soup.

Everyone got soup and chicken.

Although there were only more than 20 chickens, each weighed about 10 to 20 kilograms - they were all big chickens.

In addition, there were a lot of bamboo shoots and mushrooms, so everyone's stone bowl was full and fragrant.

For a moment, the entire Jiang clan was enveloped in a fragrant smell, and everyone held stone bowls to drink soup and eat meat happily.

"This food tastes really good!"

"So this is how chicken is stewed in soup!"

"This grass-like thing is mushroom? It tastes good too!"

"So bamboo sprouts can be eaten!"

Mu Feng watched the tribe members gather together holding stone bowls, squatting or standing, happily drinking soup, feeling very satisfied.

He also stood on the high ground holding a stone bowl and said: "Everyone has had chicken soup now, is it delicious?"

Everyone responded together: "Good!"

Mu Feng asked again: "Are the bamboo shoots and mushrooms in the soup delicious?"

Everyone responded in unison: "Delicious!"

Mu Feng nodded with satisfaction: "Then what I want to tell you now is that not only mushrooms and bamboo shoots can be eaten, but there are many other things to eat in the wild! And we can grow these things ourselves!"

The Jiang clan members discussed: "Really? That's great!"

"But how to grow it?"

"Didn't the chief say that we should also grow corn?"

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Hearing everyone's discussion, Mu Feng smiled and said: "Now I think everyone understands that we will not only grow mushrooms in the future, but also corn and many other things!"

Soon someone asked: "Chief, how to grow corn?"

Mu Feng smiled and said: "This is easy! After everyone has finished eating, we will grow corn in the west of the tribe!"

"Good!" The crowd cheered.

Seeing that the tribesmen understood the necessity of planting corn, Mu Feng secretly congratulated himself for thinking of a good idea.

After all, with the tribesmen's ability to understand, if they were simply told about the benefits of planting crops, they might not understand.

Now he only used a meal, with mushrooms and bamboo shoots, to let everyone understand that it turns out that food is not only meat, but also plants growing in the ground.

Soon everyone finished eating and looked at Mu Feng eagerly.

Now they all understood that if they followed Mu Feng's instructions, they would have endless delicious food in the future, and they would no longer have to worry about food.

Mu Feng nodded: "Everyone take a bone knife and go to the west of the tribe to dig up all the grass on the open space, and turn over the soil!"

So everyone did as Mu Feng said, holding a bone knife and began to dig the soil.

Because of Mu Feng's encouragement, everyone was full of energy and worked very hard to dig the soil and select grass.

So that there was not even a trace of grass on the ground that was turned over by the tribesmen.

"Oh my god, this is better than plowing the land!" Mu Feng looked at the large open space that was quickly cleared and couldn't help sighing, "It should be two or three acres, right?"

Li Hu stood in the plowed land, looked around, and looked at Mu Feng in a daze: "Great Chief, now that the grass here has been cleared, won't the tribe be different from the jungle?"

Mu Feng understood what Li Hu meant.

The things in the tribe should be integrated with the surrounding environment, only in this way will the tribe not appear too abrupt in the wilderness.

Naturally, a lot of unnecessary risks are reduced.

He smiled and shook his head: "We are all going to farm, why should we be like the jungle?"

After a pause, he added: "I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, we won't have to worry about any dangers from the wilderness jungle in the future!"

After hearing what Mu Feng said, Li Hu was completely relieved.

He nodded solemnly: "So how should we plant corn now?"

"I'll teach you!" Mu Feng took a bone knife and dug a small hole about seven or eight centimeters deep in the ground, put a corn kernel in it, and covered the soil he had just dug with his feet, and stepped on it twice.

Then he moved another distance from the small hole.He dug another hole about ten centimeters away, and followed the same procedure.

Then he looked up at the people around him: "From here to there, plant in this direction!"

The Jiang clan members looked at each other, with curiosity on their faces.

Li Hu scratched his head: "What if we plant all the way there?"

Mu Feng was helpless: "Can't you start a new row?"

"This..." Li Hu was embarrassed, still a little confused.

Mu Feng then dug another hole about ten centimeters away from the location of the hole he had just dug, and then pointed in the direction and looked at Li Hu: "Do you understand now?"

"Oh oh!" Not only Li Hu, but everyone else understood it now.

However, Li Hu asked another question: "Great Chief, corn kernels can grow corn when planted, but what about corn cobs?"

Mu Feng was completely speechless: "Corn cobs cannot be planted, they can be used as firewood!"

After a pause, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he grinned and said: "No, corn cobs can be crushed and used to cultivate mushrooms!"