Chapter 144 What Day to Choose

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It takes a few days for the fenugreek to go from steaming to drying. There is no way to do this, you have to wait.

Ruoli weaving does not have this limitation, but it is extremely exhausting.

Fortunately, he only needs to demonstrate and instruct the first few ruolia of the clan, and he can leave the rest without asking.

The method of weaving the two layers of huoli is the same. After weaving, the first layer is used as the foundation, and the bamboo leaves are used to spread them evenly one by one, and then cut a large round piece and buckle it on the top of the hat.

Because there is no good adhesive, Mufeng has no way to completely erase the gaps between the bamboo leaves, and can only use the stupid method of laying an extra layer of bamboo leaves.

Fortunately, the black leather homepage is large and soft. After the two layers are firmly attached, the outer layer is buckled and water is splashed over it.

There are many people who follow, including the "carpenters" in the clan, and some women who usually do not participate in clan decision-making.

These people seldom saw Mu Feng making things with their own eyes, and this was the first time they saw him making a ravioli.

It's no wonder, because they still don't know what this huoli is used for, and what is the purpose of the big chief pouring water on it.

Seeing the expressions of these people, Mu Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. He secretly said in his heart, "It's actually more stupid than Mingguang and Lihu. These people are all so old, and there are not many who are as smart as White Fang!"

However, he immediately reacted, but anyone with a smarter mind would have already made a name for himself in a small group like the tribe.

For "intelligent quotients" like Mingguang and Lihu, one became the hunter and the other became the leader.

The cold tree in the hunting team is quite brilliant and smart, and has already been appointed as the new hunter of the tribe in the future.

Like the Ke Changning he had seen before, his intelligence was obviously much higher than the people around him, and he was already the "Yimaduo" of their clan, and the great chief after the Blue Bird Division.

Thinking of this, Mu Feng reacted and knew that this kind of thing was not a problem, so he could only explain: "This thing is called a ravioli, and it is worn on the head. It can prevent being caught in the rain, and it can also be worn on the head when it is natural. Avoid the sun, don't get too hot!"

It was only now that the group of old people and women realized that this thing called "Ruo Li" actually had such a use.

Then they were pleasantly surprised, shocked, and looked at the Ruo Li, who was still weaving in their hands, with a happy expression.

"It turns out that this thing can protect against rain!"

"Does that prevent you from getting sick from the shower if you wear it on your head?"

"But it can only cover the head, can it be made up like this?"

...

Listening to everyone's discussion, Mu Feng said with a smile: "There must be something defensive on the body, but it's not called a scorpion, it's called a scorpion! And the thing that makes the scorpion is not bamboo, but sage. The sage is still being processed, It will be ready to use in a few days! You must weave the huoli first, and weave as many as you can!"

"Yes!"

After teaching these people how to weave bamboo hats, Mu Feng finally took a breath.

Taking a break from the hustle and bustle?

How can it be!

The entire clan is busy now, he has no spare time.

He thought about it, and compared to the days when the rainy days came that Lihu said, it should be almost the same.

"It seems that the two tribes

God has to complete the collective relocation! "Mu Feng thought about it, and went to see the situation of the tulou.

The inside and outside of the tulou have been thoroughly cleaned, and there is a smell of dirt from the inside to the outside.

Because they are the most original and environmentally friendly materials, there is no such thing as airing loose formaldehyde in previous lives.

The four earth buildings are all three-story walls and two-story buildings. The clansmen all live on the first floor, and the second floor is used for bacon and protection at critical times.

The innermost wall is covered with stones and mud mixed with bamboo pieces. The ground is a cement floor mixed with grass and ash. Although it is not like the smooth and watery ground I have seen in my previous life, it is also smoother than the cave where I live now. too much.

He took a closer look in several tulou by himself, and determined that there were no potential safety hazards inside and outside the tulou, so he found Lihu and told him that the clan could "relocate".

"Relocate?" Lihu was stunned for a moment, then immediately surprised, "Everyone?"

"Well, there are enough rooms for four earthen buildings to move in at the same time!"

Lihu was completely excited: "Don't we need to move out when we move to the tulou?"

"That's for sure!" Mu Feng said with a smile, "otherwise, why would we spend so much effort building a tulou?"

"Yes!" Lihu said excitedly, "I'll make arrangements right away. When do you think it's better to move in, Chief?"

"Tomorrow!" Mu Feng laughed.

"Tomorrow?" Lihu frowned and wondered, "Don't you need to ask God to ask?"

"Please ask the gods?" Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Li Hu was talking about what the wizards in the tribe did. Divination resigned.

Divination resignation and sacrifice are very solemn and sacred events in primitive society.

Different things require different sacrifices. According to different regions and levels, the sacrifices are divided into large animals and small animals.

Those who preside over these ceremonies are held by the great wizard or high priest in the tribe according to specific ceremonies.

Some people read words, some divination, some practice methods, and some even asked the great wizards of the tribe to strip off their big animals and sacrifice to "dance".

To put it bluntly, it depends on the date when you encounter a major event like relocation.

As for who decides the day, that has to be asked of God.

The key is that Mu Feng has not systematically learned how to "please ask the gods", and he doesn't know how to do it.

What makes Mu Feng feel the most ashamed is that in a tribe like the Jiang family, he is the one who shoulders all the great chiefs, great wizards, and great priests!

Whether it's pretending to pray or reciting words or really going up to "dance", he has to be the big chief!

"How can this kind of thing be done, in a big crowd..." Mu Feng felt embarrassed when he thought about it, and quickly shook his head.

Moreover, there is a vaguely different kind of thought in his heart, that is, he still has a skeptical attitude towards the current world.

As soon as I came to this world, there were totems, Zhuyoushu, and many things from the previous Huaxia world, but there were also many things that China did not have at the same time.

"There is no sign that there is a god, but the Zhuyushu that has been circulating for many years is real..."

He doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he doesn't deny some existences that are unclear.

If he accidentally invites some "god" to get on his body, and he can't send him off, isn't it?

Are you going to take yourself in?

"Isn't it just a relocation, what day to choose!" Mu Feng muttered in his heart.

But he didn't show it on his face, but he was serious, and said with an unfathomable image: "Last night I watched the sky at night, and I used the secret method to predict, tomorrow will be a good day!"

"Yes!" Lihu looked excited, "I'll let the people prepare!"

He didn't understand a word of what the Great Chief said about "watching the sky at night" and "secret divination", but he understood the last sentence "tomorrow is a good day"!

At the same time, Lihu's worship of Mufeng has grown infinitely higher: "The Great Chief seems to be more powerful than the old Chief. He has already asked God before holding a ceremony!"

On the other hand, Mu Feng was stunned when he saw Li Hu's promise, and then he laughed and muttered to himself, "It seems that as long as I am willing, every day is a good day!"

(End of this chapter)

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