I am the chief of a primitive tribe

As expected, Wangye also pulled Hanshu's bow across a semicircle, with excitement on his face: "Great Chief, my strength has really increased!"

"Well, I'll make new bows for you later!"

"Yes!" The two shouted excitedly.

Mufeng then looked at Qingya and Shufeng who were competing with each other under the shed.

It was obvious that Qingya had the upper hand, but it was not overwhelming. If he was not careful, Shufeng would most likely turn the tables.

However, Qingya was bigger after all, and punched Shufeng in the face, and when he turned sideways to avoid it, he directly kicked Shufeng.

Shufeng was unable to dodge, and was hit on the knee by Qingya, and then he was picked up by the ankle and fell on his back.

Qingya didn't pursue the victory, but jumped back directly: "You lost!"

Shufeng got up from the ground and said angrily: "I will defeat you one day!"

Qingya curled his lips: "I'm waiting for you!"

Shufeng grinned again and said: "Wait until I defeat you first, then defeat Brother Hanshu, and then I will become the headhunter!"

"Haha!" Qingya laughed, "That's not your turn, it must be me who can defeat Hanshu!"

Shufeng curled his lips, obviously not believing it.

Mufeng found it interesting that Qingya and Shufeng both set their sights on the position of the tribe's headhunter.

"It seems that Hanshu is under a lot of pressure!" Mufeng thought to himself, "I just wonder if anyone wants to be the leader, and if anyone wants to be the great chief."

He suddenly asked Lihu and Mingguang with a smile: "Why do they want to be the head hunter so much? Isn't it okay to be the leader? And the great chief is also okay!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, everyone waved their hands: "No, no, the great chief is too hard, and he has to think about so many things every day!"

Lihu quickly added: "Except for you, no one in the tribe can lead us to have enough food and clothing, and we don't have to worry about foreign invasions!"

Mingguang smiled and said: "As a head hunter, you can go out hunting frequently, but the leader doesn't have so many opportunities."

Mufeng was a little amused: "So that's the case! But a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier. If you don't dare to think about it, what if I'm no longer in the tribe?"

"This..." Everyone was stunned.

Li Hu hurriedly said: "Chief, you are still so young, how could you not be here? And now you are extremely important to my Jiang family, no matter who it is, we will do our best to protect you!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and almost swore a curse at the end. Mu Feng quickly waved his hand: "Okay, okay! Now prepare the materials for making bows for them, I will make bows for them!"

"Yes!" Li Hu finally reacted from "showing loyalty" and hurried to prepare.

Mu Feng personally twisted the wrists of the four people in accordance with the bow making process, feeling the strength of their hands, and then began to scrape bamboo strips to make bows.

Now Mu Feng's bow making skills are becoming more and more sophisticated, and many details that he did not notice when he first made bows have also been discovered in so many bow making times.

For example, the bow with a narrow and long bow body has a high tension, and it takes more force to pull it open, and the arrow is shot faster, and the arrow is less likely to deviate from the target.

However, such bows and arrows have extremely high requirements for the elasticity of the bowstring, and only specific deer tendons can meet such requirements.

Not only that, the original bow body only needed to be softened by fire before it could be shaped, but now it needs to be left for almost a day, and special tools are needed to hold it in place.

He was almost certain that Changning would face more problems after returning to the Qingniao tribe to make bows and arrows.

You know, he had kept a trick up his sleeve when teaching Changning to make bows, and he taught the simplest single-piece bow. As for the double-piece bow and the three-piece bow, he didn't even mention it.

He himself was already familiar with making bows, but Li Hu, Ming Guang and Han Shu were still not very good at making bows - this was when Mu Feng taught them step by step.

Mu Feng selected the materials for these four people, tailored the bow body, and let them do their own things.

At the same time, he told them: "Get familiar with your own mounts as soon as possible. We will go out again soon. This time we will catch mounts for other people in the tribe, and also prepare for the "marriage" after the rain."

Qingya, Shuofeng, Qingmu and Wangye were excited - this was the chief who told them personally that they wanted to marry, not walk marriage!

In fact, the reason why "older" young men like Qingya and Wangye did not have wives and did not go on marriage was because the Jiang clan was so sparsely populated before, and the old chief had no choice but not to let them leave.

According to the old man's original plan, he would wait until the girls in the tribe grew up, and then marry some young men from other tribes, and then decide whether they would stay or go.

However, this involved not only the age of these young men, but also the betrothal gifts, so it was delayed.It has not been settled yet.

However, most of the children born by Jiang in the past two years are boys. The food problem of the tribe has become more and more tense, and the old chief dare not let them leave the tribe easily.

Now that Jiang's situation has improved, the chief did not say to let them go to marry, but to ask for marriage.

In this way, they don't have to worry about going to other tribes and living by other people's faces.

Several people are not stupid, so they naturally understand the difference between before and after, and hurriedly respond to Mu Feng: "Yes, chief!"

Mu Feng waved his hand, indicating that they can leave.

But before long, Shuofeng quietly ran back and said to Mufeng: "Chief, can I choose a tall woman with long arms and legs as my wife?"

"Hmm?" Mufeng frowned and asked in confusion, "Why?"

Shuofeng said confidently: "My father told me so. He said that the children born by such a woman will grow taller and stronger in the future. He also said that it is because my mother is like this that I am so tall!"

Mufeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Mingguang was really "experienced" and knew the importance of heredity.

He smiled and waved his hand: "My words don't count. Who knows if there will be such a woman at that time. If you really want such a wife, go and tell Uncle Lihu. After the rain is over, he will go to other tribes to explore."

"Oh oh!" Shuofeng screamed, "As long as the chief nods, I will go and tell him right away!"

Mufeng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Okay, okay, I agree, you go and tell him!"

Shuofeng immediately went to find Lihu happily.

Finally, he asked Mu Feng in a very "absurd" way: "Chief, what kind of woman do you want to marry?"

Without waiting for Mu Feng's answer, he ran away like a fly.

Left alone, Mu Feng looked at Shu Feng's back with a strange expression, frowned and smiled bitterly: "What kind of standard is this for marrying a wife? She must be tall and have big hands and feet. Don't you want a beauty with an 'S curve'?"