Chapter 109
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Mu Feng originally planned to take a few wolves to the jungle outside the tribe to "let the wind out". Now, after talking with Hanshu, he learned that the tribe's ropes were scarce, so he gave up this idea.
Taming the wolf is not in a hurry, but the tribal shortage must be solved immediately.
There are not enough animal tendons, which is indeed a problem for the tribe.
Even if you hunt enough prey in the future, you can't use animal tendons to bind everything, it's too wasteful.
That is to say, Mufeng needs to find a substitute for animal tendons - ropes.
In the primitive society, the best rope is actually hemp rope, and the raw material of hemp rope can not only be used to weave ropes, but also can be used to weave linen.
But Mu Feng went out several times for hunting, and he didn't pay attention to whether there was ramie or green hemp in the wild, let alone a large plant of kenaf.
"It seems that going out this time is not just about hunting." Mu Feng thought to himself, "According to the season, if there are hemp plants in the wild, they should be more than one meter high now. As long as there are, they should be able to be caught. Find."
"But how to solve the rope that the clan lacks right now?" Mu Feng pondered, "A living person can't be suffocated by urine, and without hemp, he can't use a rope."
He crouched by the protective wall, thinking about it.
He had the patience to stand still and think, but the wolves might not.
For some time now, they have become accustomed to Wood Wind falling into contemplation from time to time.
After finding that the master was absent again, the five wolves began to restless again.
The best wheat to move seems to be "the scar is healed and the pain is forgotten", and the hemp who even glanced at it grinned, and at the same time, a sound of "woo woo" surged in his throat, as if to say: "What are you looking at!"
Hemp's temper suddenly flared up, and he didn't even leave the cutscene like "Looking at you", he just started to work.
It opened its mouth, bared its teeth, rushed up, and slammed down again towards Mai Zi's neck.
Maizi was unwilling to sit still and hurried away with his tail tucked.
But this time, hemp seems to have decided to teach this little brother a good lesson, and he chased after him.
Doudou yelped and coaxed excitedly, circling back and forth around the two wolves and barking, completely in a posture of watching the fun and not afraid of big things.
The most shameless thing is that it looks at the hemp seeds inattentively, and every time it has the upper hand, it will go up and take a bite.
Although it was not a real bite, it also made Hemp Zi have to let go of the defense.
Doudou hurriedly let go, and continued to shout excitedly with his tail tucked.
Maizi took the opportunity to slip away and ran straight to the second-story protective wall.
After he succeeded in returning to the defense, he persevered, bared his teeth and threw himself at Maizi again.
After all, Maizi was small, and was quickly thrown down by the hemp.
It rolled on the spot, and even rolled and crawled into the thorn wood and paper mulberry.
"Pushing!"
I don't know when there was a bird living in the mulberry bush, flapping its wings and flying away.
Hemp and Maizi, who were slamming down on the ground, gave up their original actions at this time, one fell to the ground and jumped up again, and the other one was standing on the ground with a carp fighting straight and jumping straight.
Two wolves one behind the other, one up and one down, several
Almost at the same time, he bit the big bird that just flew out of the bushes!
"Fuck!" Mu Feng finally reacted, "These two dead dogs... The dead wolves are so scheming that they can even act!"
"The word scheming dog really isn't for nothing!" Mu Feng sighed in his heart.
After Dazai and Maizi killed the big bird, Qiqi bit the bird and refused to let go. You squeezed me and I squeezed you, Chongmufeng shook his head and waved his tail, obviously taking credit.
Mu Feng looked at the bird. It was brown in color and could not be recognized. It didn't look like a chicken or a sparrow. It was not small in size.
What's more, he didn't dare to eat this bird, he waved his hand: "You can eat it yourself!"
After receiving the order from Mu Feng, the hemp and Mai Zi immediately sat on the ground to share the spoils, biting the bird hard and not letting go.
Seeing Mu Feng's gesture, Doudou on the side resolutely stepped forward to bite, making it clear that he wanted to share a piece of the pie.
"Dead dog!" Mu Feng scolded with a laugh, this Doudou is really a thief.
The five wolves divide the spoils on their own, and Mu Feng doesn't care whether it's fair or not.
What he cared about was the thorny thorn rattan that was swayed by the hemp seeds and the peas—the paper mulberry behind the rattan to be exact.
Paper mulberry was all too familiar in Mu Feng's previous life.
Fruits the size of red ping-pong balls will grow on the paper mulberry tree in spring. There are few snacks in the countryside. Mu Feng and a group of friends will pick the paper mulberry fruit and lick it in their mouths.
The layer of red fruit on the outside is very sweet, which makes Mu Feng remember deeply.
But the same deep memory is the bark of paper mulberry!
The bark of the twigs is long and tough, and either a long strand of bark is peeled off, or it can't be peeled off at all.
He still remembered that some old people in his village would peel off the bark of the mulberry tree, scrape the skin and soak it in water, and then knead it into thin strands and twist it into a hemp rope. The explanation is better than that of jute.
Not only that, he also went to many remote areas during his later archaeological work, and saw many old people still making paper from mulberry bark.
"Yes!" Mu Feng slapped his forehead, "Whether the ramie can be found or not, the mulberry bark can definitely replace it for a while!"
Especially on the Nanshan side of the tribe, there are many mulberry trees!
(End of this chapter)
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