Chapter 139 Being a Chief Is Too Worry

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After Mu Feng taught for a long time, Li Hu and Mingguang barely learned how to play a few knots, which was really troublesome.

As for the wooden shackles, he didn't bother much. After demonstrating it once, the two mastered it, and happily made one himself.

It can be seen that the two rough men are not interested in knots that require ingenuity, but are more adept at simple and crude shackles.

However, considering the actual intelligence of the two, it is absolutely impossible to judge by the normal age of modern times, so he will not care about it.

After teaching the two of them, he told them again: "Those slaves will live outside the tribe separately, and starting tomorrow, let two groups of slaves go to the middle of the second layer of protection wall and the first layer of protection to reclaim the land.

The other two were pulled directly outside the wall to dig the Huancheng River! "

"Yes!" Lihu agreed.

"If the ground is dug, let them start to build a three-layer protective wall on the edge of the jungle. Remember, let them do things like carrying stones. As for how to build the wall and how to paste the mud, let the clansmen do it themselves!"

"Yes!"

"Well, good! Uncle Mingguang, the ramie you brought back a few days ago has been peeled?"

"It's been peeled off, and it's been soaked in the sink as you said!" Mingguang replied.

Lihu hurriedly added: "The bark of the mulberry has also been soaked in water!"

"Okay!" Mu Feng nodded, "It should be ready for use in a few days. Okay, you all go to work first!"

"Yes!" the two said goodbye.

Mu Feng rubbed his head and carefully dealt with the events of the past few days, because the black teeth caused by the ramie, this was something he did not expect, but fortunately, Jiang Shi was able to respond.

And through this incident, he also had a general assessment of Jiang's current clan fighting strength.

That is, in the face of 500 to 1,000 people, the Jiang family should be more than enough to protect themselves with the various advantages of the tribe. But if you want to win as smoothly as today, not necessarily.

Five or six hundred people were beaten by them before they met, and the preparation in advance accounted for most of the reasons.

Traps, sneak attacks, tribal weapons and the addition of wolves made it a one-sided massacre.

After this battle, the Black Teeth Department should have been severely injured and could no longer do anything to them, Jiang Shi reduced a potential threat.

Moreover, the Jiang family also arrested more than 60 slaves, and the labor force in the tribe has also increased.

Of course, as a result, there will be more mouths to eat in the tribe.

Even if the food for the slaves is not much, it is still a lot for the more than 90 people.

The worst thing is that he still owes the wolves more than 30 sheep.

If Jiang Shi didn't have anything before this, he would owe it if it was a big deal. Anyway, the bald man is not afraid of many leprosy.

The key is that although Jiang's family is not a big business now, he still has some savings and foundation, and he can't really be foolish.

But overall, the pros outweigh the cons this time around.

"Hey, it's not easy to be a great chief, I'm really worried, and I won't stop for a moment!" Mu Feng rubbed his brain, "It will take a few days for the ramie to soak, and the spinning and weaving will be left behind. Let's see the situation. , I guess it can be soaked well to get a rainy day."

"Before this time, the relocation of the tribe will be completed." Mu Feng thought about whether to choose a sunny "auspicious day" to relocate, and looked left and right to see what could be relocated in this broken cave.

He looked left and right, and found that apart from the wooden table, chairs, pottery, and a piece of animal skin he had made, he didn't seem to have anything to carry.

"I'm really a poor official!" Mu Feng shook his head, "Although I got the biggest room for me, these things are not enough! It seems that I will have to look at the sky in the rainy day. Get some shit in the house."

He lamented that a writer had an annoying problem before, because the pajamas were too beautiful, and he disliked the wardrobe and changed the wardrobe. Later, because of the wardrobe, I felt that the house was not good, so I changed the house.

And he did the opposite, the house was good enough. There is nothing inside.

Mu Feng wanted to cry without tears in his heart: "Fuck!"

"I found something to do, what should I do with these clansmen? I can't just sit idle for a month, just sit and eat?"

Mu Feng frowned and thought about it, and then patted his forehead: "Oh, my brain, if you want to go out and get a raincoat on a rainy day, isn't it enough!"

"Raincoat, raincoat!" Mu Feng repeated repeatedly, recalling in his mind those around the tribe that were attached to the "raincoat".

"There are raincoats and umbrellas that can block the rain. These are not enough. There is no material. Then it can only be - the scorpion!" Mu Feng's eyes lit up, "The scorpion and the bamboo hat, this one can be!"

"However, we need palm leaves. Judging from the vegetation around the tribe, it doesn't seem like there are any. However, there are many grasses with long stems and wide leaves on the grassy beach where we went to dig yellow clay last time. The toughness is also good and can be replaced .It would be even better if we could find the minnows!"

"As for the raw materials of the ravioli, it is easy to handle. The black-skinned bamboo itself is tough enough, and the bamboo leaves are also large, which is not inferior to the ravioli leaves."

"Technology is easy to handle, I won't, but the system will!"

After making up his mind, Mu Feng looked at the sky, it was getting late, so he didn't go to Lihu and Mingguang anymore.

Now the tribe has just experienced a war and needs to deal with everything in a short period of time.

And he himself, after so many days of intense preparation, here

I also felt a little tired when I ate and slept until the first noon of the next day.

After sleeping until he woke up naturally, Mu Feng, who woke up, felt a little comfort in his "desolate situation".

He walked out of the cave and found that the sun was warming, and it didn't look like it was going to rain.

He thought about yesterday's plan, and then went to Mingguang and Lihu.

It has to be said that although the understanding ability of the two people is average, the strength of execution is not compromised in the slightest.

All ninety slaves have been put on wooden shackles, and their feet are also tied with complicated "Trinity" knots.

What made Mu Feng speechless the most was that the slaves "uniformed their costumes" and configuration one by one, which seemed to be more "imposing" than the Jiang clan who were free and dressed in various animal skins.

"What is this..." Mu Feng secretly complained in his heart, "No wonder those bosses in the previous life always said that the company uniformed the standard clothing.

, it will give people a very energetic and professional feeling! "

Thinking of this, Mu Feng glanced at the slave and smiled maliciously: "Well, it is indeed a very professional, very professional slave working attire!"

Thinking of this, he felt a little balance in his heart.

"However, it seems that it is really necessary to get some uniform clothes. If you stand out in unison, you will have momentum even if you are fighting!"

Mu Feng was thinking in his heart, and he was also concerned about this matter: "Alas, the Great Chief is worried!"

(End of this chapter)

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