I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

The scent of chicken soup attracted the entire tribe, because they had never smelled something so fragrant.

Mu Feng felt amused and watched the people waiting for the soup one by one holding a bowl.

The white teeth cooking the soup attracted much attention. Under the eyes of everyone, they learned the way Mufeng had been before and tasted the saltiness with a wooden spoon, and then gave the spoon to the tribe who specializes in food distribution.

Only the fairest person in a tribe can handle the utensils for distributing food, and Ji Yang is such a spoon holder.

Ji Yang, who took the spoon from White Tooth, was also very excited, because he was about to hand out the most delicious food of the tribe so far!

"Don't worry, everyone has a share!" Ji Yang took the spoon and began to divide the soup.

Everyone got soup and chicken.

Although there are only more than 20 chickens, each of them weighs more than ten or twenty catties—all of them are big chickens.

In addition, there are many bamboo shoots and mushrooms, so everyone's stone bowl is full of dangdang, braving the aroma.

For a time, the entire Jiang tribe was enveloped in a fragrant smell, and everyone drank soup and ate meat with stone bowls.

"This kind of food tastes really good!"

"It turns out that chicken is eaten in stew like this!"

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

"It turns out that bamboo sprouts can also be eaten!"

Mu Feng watched the tribes gather together holding stone bowls, or squatted or stood, drinking soup happily, feeling satisfied.

He himself also stood on the high ground with a stone bowl and said, "Everyone is drinking chicken soup now. Does it taste good?"

Everyone responded together: "Okay!"

Mu Feng asked again: "How good are the bamboo shoots and mushrooms in the soup?"

Everyone responded together: "It's 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 all grow and eat these things by ourselves!"

The Jiang clan members began to discuss: "Really, that's great!"

"But how do you grow it?"

"Didn't the warchief say to plant corn?"

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Hearing the discussion, Mu Feng said with a smile: "Now I think everyone understands that we will not only grow mushrooms, but also corn, but also many other things!"

Soon someone asked: "Warchief, how do you grow corn?"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "This is easy! When everyone is finished, we will grow corn to the west of the tribe!"

"Okay!" there was a cheer in the crowd.

Seeing that the people of the tribe understood the necessity of planting corn, Mu Feng secretly thanked him that he had thought of a good way.

After all, with the understanding of tribal people, if they simply talk about the benefits of planting crops, they may not be able to understand.

Now he just passed a meal and added mushrooms and bamboo shoots to let everyone understand that what he ate was not only meat, but also plants growing in the ground.

Soon everyone finished eating, and they all looked at Mu Feng eagerly.

They all understand now that if they follow Mu Feng's instructions, there will be unending delicious food in the future, and they don't need to worry about food anymore.

Mu Feng nodded: "Everyone brought bone knives, went to the west of the tribe to dig out the grass on the clearing, and turned over the soil by the way!"

So everyone did what Mu Feng said, and started digging with bone knives.

Encouraged by the wood wind, everyone is full of enthusiasm, digging soil and selecting grass with special care.

As a result, the ground that was turned over by the people of the tribe could not even see a trace of grass or leaves.

"Let me go, this effect is better than ploughing the land!" Mu Feng looked at the large vacant land that was quickly cleared, and couldn't help sighing, "There should be two or three acres, right?"

Standing in the converted ground, Lihu looked around, looking at Mu Feng somewhat blankly: "Warchief, now the grass here has been cleaned up. Isn't the tribe different from the jungle?"

Mu Feng understood the meaning of Lihu.

The things in the tribe should be integrated with the surrounding environment, so that the tribe will not appear too abrupt in the wilderness.

Naturally, it reduces a lot of unnecessary risks.

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

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

After receiving Mu Feng's words, Lihu was completely relieved.

He nodded solemnly: "Then how should we grow corn now?"

"I'll teach you!" Mu Feng dug a small hole about seven or eight centimeters deep in the ground with a bone knife, put down a corn kernel, and bury the soil just dug with his feet against the hole. Stepped on both feet.

Then he dug a hole more than ten centimeters away from the location of the small hole just now, and made it according to law.

Then he raised his head and looked at the people around him: "From here to there, just plant in this direction!"

Clan Jiang, you look at me and I look at you, with curiosity on their faces.

Lihu scratched his head: "What if you keep planting to the other side?"

Mu Feng was helpless: "Would you not start a new line?"

"This..." Lihu was embarrassed, still a little bit confused.

Mu Feng then dug a hole ten centimeters apart from the location where he dug the hole just now, then pointed in the direction and looked towards Lihu: "Now understand?"

"Oh oh!" Not only Lihu, but other people also understand now.

But Lihu asked another question: "Warchief, corn can grow out of corn kernels, what about corn cobs?"

Mu Feng was completely speechless: "You can't plant corn on the cob, you can use it as firewood!"

After a pause, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he grinned and said, "No, corn cobs can be used to grow mushrooms if they are crushed!"

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