I am the chief of a primitive tribe

The sentence "You look like this" made Li Hu and Ming Guang stare at each other, and also reminded Mu Feng of an incident when he was in college.

When a senior who played basketball with them for three years and was tanned, he posted his wedding photos, and several good classmates left comments below.

The most classic comment was: "Thanks to the photographer and polishing technology, we can see clearly what you look like!"

Li Hu and Ming Guang had never thought about washing their faces for many years, so who would care about what someone looks like?

The most exaggerated thing is that some young people in the tribe have stains on their bodies and faces because they don't wash their faces for many years. They only judge each other by the animal skins on their bodies.

But now with soap, all this has changed.

With soap, the tribe members don't have to be dirty like beggars - this is also the first step for Mu Feng to change the spiritual outlook of the Jiang family.

"Okay!" Mu Feng looked at the two people staring at each other and said with a smile, "You have seen the effect of soap. From now on, you can let the tribe members wash their faces with soap."

"Well, if necessary, you have to wash your body as well!" Mu Feng had a flash of inspiration in his mind, "I will build a bathing place in the tribe soon, and everyone can go and wash their bodies!"

After a pause, he finally couldn't help but complain: "You are all so dirty, so dirty!"

Li Hu and Ming Guang were extremely embarrassed and lowered their heads to touch their noses.

Li Hu asked, "Chief, how is this...soap made? It smells pretty good!"

"The pancreas of wild boars and wood ash!" Mu Feng explained, "It's the stuff from wild boars and the ash left over from burning wood."

"Ah?" Li Hu was surprised, "Then how is this soap made?"

"I'll teach you how to make soap later. Now I have a few things to tell you. The tribe needs to make some more changes!"

When they heard that Mu Feng had something to tell them, they immediately looked solemn: "Please guide me, Chief!"

Mu Feng waved his hand and said directly: "The stone pots used in the tribe to cook are too troublesome and too heavy. The most important thing is that they are also troublesome to make. I want to make a lighter container that can be used to hold things."

"What is that?" Bai Ya asked with his big eyes blinking.

"Pottery jar!"

"Pottery jar?" The three of them were all stunned, "What is that?"

"You will know when the time comes!" Mu Feng also knew that he couldn't explain it clearly for a while, so he simply didn't explain it, "I need some soil to make pottery. This soil is special. It needs to be silt soil by the river or sand pond mud by the lake."

After a pause, he said, "If you can find that kind of soil outside, whitish kaolin will be even better!"

"Silt soil in the river, sand pond mud, white kaolin?" The three of them looked at each other, and no one understood.

Mu Feng sighed and thought, "It's true."

So he had to say, "How about this, tomorrow Uncle Mingguang will bring a few people and take me to the river where I got water before, and we'll go there and take a look!"

"Yes!" Mingguang responded.

"As for Uncle Lihu, you take Baiya to try to make a bow and arrow!"

"Yes!" Both of them nodded in unison.

"Also, tell Ji Yang that he doesn't need to kill pigs these two days. Kill a few sheep first." Mu Feng rubbed his teeth, "He wasted too many good things!"

"Ah?" Li Hu was stunned, "Ji Yang is the most fair person in the tribe, how could he waste things?"

"That's not what I meant!" Mu Feng waved his hand, "It's just that a lot of the things he threw away are still edible, but people just don't know how to cook them!"

"Oh!" Li Hu finally reacted, "I know!"

"Okay, let's do this for today, you go back and rest early. Also make some preparations..."

"Yes!" The three left.

The next morning, Mu Feng carried a bow and arrow, a shovel, and took a dozen people with Ming Guang out of the tribe and headed southeast.

They needed to bypass Nanshan, and then head southeast along the foot of Nanshan - there was a river in the southeast, and the tribe used to get water from this river when there was no well in the past.

No one knows the name of this river, but we know that it flows from northwest to southeast and the water is relatively clear.

Because they set out early, Mu Feng and his group of ten people passed through the jungle and the waist-deep grass beach before they arrived at the river.

According to Ming Guang, there were many wild wolves and bears in the jungle they passed through, but fortunately they did not encounter any.

The banks of the river were already lush with water plants and algae in the water.

"No wonder the water was so thick before."Mud smell!" Mu Feng looked at the mud by the river, which was all black and gray silt.

"Silt?" Mu Feng frowned.

Because of the growth of plants and aquatic plants by the river, the rotten roots of plants will mix with the soil over time, forming black and gray silt.

Although the silt soil is fertile, it is not suitable for pottery throwing.

What he is looking for is the silt soil formed by the long-term impact of the river under the silt.

He used a shovel to dig a few times and first shoveled away more than ten centimeters of the surface silt, revealing a layer of dark and soft soil underneath. Mu Feng reached out and scooped a handful, rubbed it in his hand twice, and then put it to the tip of his nose to smell it, shook his head, and continued to dig.

After digging to a depth of 20 to 30 centimeters, the black silt gradually turned into soft mud with black and yellow interlaced.

Even the mud at the deepest point of more than 30 centimeters was no longer black and gray, but yellow!

"Yellow clay!" Mu Feng exclaimed in surprise, "Found it! ”