I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

After Mu Feng returned to the tribe with such people, he directly peeled off all the corn kernels.

Corn threshing was a simple job in the previous life, just send the dried corn cobs directly to the thresher.

But without these conditions around, Mufeng can only choose manual threshing-this is a delicate work that is exhausting.

Fortunately, there are many people in the tribe, and the manual peeling of corn kernels does not consume much energy. At the call of Lihu, all the people who can come from the tribe came, and it took less than half an hour before and after. All corn cobs have become corn kernels.

All the corn kernels and corn cobs are well separated.

The Jiang clan members did not leave after the corn kernels were removed. They all looked at Mu Feng curiously to see how he handled the corn they had never seen before.

After all, Lihu had told them before he came, that corn would be the main food of the tribe in the future.

But when threshing just now, almost everyone pinched a corn and put it in their mouth, and then vomited it out without exception.

As the leader, Lihu asked everyone what they felt like: "Warchief, now the corn cob has been separated from the corn kernel, what should I do next?"

"Next, we need to separate the size of the corn kernels. The small ones are kept for us to grind and eat, and the large ones are reserved for seeding and planting. In the future, we can produce bigger corn!

Mu Feng squatted down, reached out and grabbed a handful of corn kernels, and began to demonstrate: "Put this big one here, as a seed, put everything else here!"

Lihu learned that Mu Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful to start screening, but he didn't pick a few pieces the size of Mu Feng.

"Warchief!" Lihu couldn't help but said, "I really want to pick the size you say, there won't be much here!"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "You don't need too many corn seeds, and one seed will grow a corn in the future!"

"I see!" Lihu beckoned, "Everyone, start sieving seeds now!"

So the Jiang clan began to sift the seeds again with the corn kernels in their hands, and within half an hour, all the corn kernels were screened again.

"What are you doing now?" Lihu asked again.

Everyone also looked at Mu Feng with strange eyes, and it was obvious that they still didn't understand what they were doing.

Mu Feng thought for a while, had an idea, and said: "It's almost noon, my husband will cook and kill 20 chickens, then take all the mushrooms from me, wash them, and stew the soup!"

Lihu's eyes lit up: "Warchief, are you making soup?"

"Yeah!" Mu Feng nodded, "Pull out some wild green onions, and let White Fang also bring some bamboo shoots to wash the stew."

People in the clan look at me and I will look at you. Apart from knowing what "chicken" is, other "mushrooms", "wild onions" and "bamboo shoots" don't know what they are.

Lihu laughed and said, "Warchief don't worry, I can already stew the soup!"

As he said, he yelled to the people in the tribe: "Go, get the largest stone pots in the tribe. I will use the method the chieftain taught me to make the most fragrant and delicious chicken soup!"

Mingguang on the side couldn't help but leaned to Mu Feng's side and whispered: "Warchief, don't you want to raise chickens, why are you killing so many at once?"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "You don't know what the screening of corn seeds is, so I will let everyone know that there are many things you can eat."

Lihu's eyes lit up: "Yes, the tribe doesn't know that bamboo shoots and mushrooms can be eaten!"

Mu Feng nodded: "After they drank the chicken soup, and ate mushrooms and bamboo shoots, they would naturally understand that corn can also be made into delicious food! What you need to do next will be clear to everyone!"

Mingguang suddenly realized: "I understand!"

After a pause, he asked carefully, "But, Chief, how do you want to eat the corn kernels so hard?"

Mu Feng smiled and said, “I didn’t say anything about it before, now that it grows like this, it can only be eaten by grinding it into flour and steaming steamed buns. When the bracts are not yellow, they can be broken and eaten raw or cooked. Sweet and soft, very delicious!"

Mingguang couldn't help but swallowed: "Then plant it now, can you eat it tomorrow?"

Mu Feng smiled and shook his head: "How is it possible. At least two or three months... seventy or eighty days, right?"

Suddenly, the system in Mu Feng's mind suddenly said: "Judging from the environment around you, the maturity period of corn is two months!"

"Huh?" Mu Feng's heart moved, "Can you still judge this?"

System: "The system can make comprehensive judgments based on the host's environment, and release tasks based on this, so it can naturally judge the ecological environment around the host!"

"I'm going! So advanced!" Mu Feng thought to himself, "The maturity period is two months. Doesn't it mean that you can eat green corn in 40 or 50 days?"

The system added another sentence: "If you combine the Wood Dao Derivative Technique and the Thick Soil Technique to perform, this growth period can be shortened by half!"

"I'll go!" Mu Feng exclaimed again, not only because of the power of the two major spells, but also because he thought of the achievement points needed to redeem the "Heavy Soil Skill"-5000 points!

"Sixty days have been shortened to 30 days!" Mu Feng couldn't help sighing, "It seems that the skill CD in the game has become shorter!"

Here, Mingguang heard Mu Feng say "seven or eighty days", and couldn't help being a little disappointed: "Such a long time?"

But he immediately laughed happily again: "If these corns are really filling and delicious, you can wait for so long. After all, you don't have to risk going out hunting... Oh, this chicken soup is too fragrant!"

As he said, Mingguang hurriedly yelled to Lihu, "I said Lihu, the taste of your soup is almost as good as that of the chief stew!"

The other members of the tribe also stretched their necks around a few stone jars, looking intoxicated...

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