Chapter 17 Supporting Facilities

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The well was dug very smoothly and the water output was sufficient.

The whole tribe came out with their skins and stone jars to fetch water. After drinking the clean and sweet well water, the whole tribe boiled.

"The Great Chief is really a great sage!"

"My Jiang clan's revival is hopeful!"

"The old chief has chosen a good successor for our Jiang family!"

Mu Feng was a little embarrassed and scratched his head. He felt that he was simply digging a well, but he did not expect such a big reaction.

Seeing that the people of the tribe responded so strongly, Mu Feng took advantage of the situation and asked Lihu to collect animal tendons in the tribe and twist them into ropes.

Because it was getting late and he was tossed so hard, Jing Kulu's business had to be put on hold and waited for tomorrow to do it.

That night, the whole tribe was filled with joy, and the fish caught during the day and the meat that had been stored before were taken out.

The people in the tribe gathered in front of the thatched hut, burned the fire and roasted the meat.

Those who participated in the fishing this morning rushed around excitedly to tell how they fished today, and those who participated in the digging of the well in the afternoon also shouted happily.

The eyes they looked at Mu Feng were as frantic as the eyes they looked at the old chief before!

Although Mu Feng became the chieftain for only two days, he brought them too many surprises.

The old chief was also invited out to participate in the tribal carnival.

It's just that for some reason, his reactions and speech are no longer as clear and wise as they were yesterday, and some are just the rambles of ordinary old people.

"Child, you, you are a good boy, take good care of Jiang's revival!"

"Well, the Jiang clan is a small tribe, but the background is very big. Our ancestors were a big tribe by the river..."

"Hey, the water you gave me today is so sweet!"

The old man took Mu Feng's hand and spoke, but Mu Feng was completely speechless.

He deliberately asked the old man something about those secret memories in his mind, but found that the old man couldn't hear the same, and was completely immersed in his own narrative.

He sighed, and vaguely guessed that the old man might have been exhausted and mentally damaged.

Judging from his condition, it seems to be a sign of Alzheimer's.

"Don't worry!" Mu Feng thought to himself, "Since I am the Great Chief now, the Jiang family is my one-third of an acre, and I will make it better and better!"

The old man didn't know if he understood this sentence, he suddenly stood up, clapped his hands and laughed and said, "Okay, okay!"

The next morning, Mu Feng got up a little early.

After all, without mobile phones and computers, he doesn't have to stay up late, and there is no such thing as staying in bed.

Not long after he got up, he saw White Fang jumping and holding a stone jar to the entrance of his cave, and he smiled cheerfully at him: "Brother Mu Feng, are you up?"

"Yeah!" Mu Feng said with a smile, "You got up early enough!"

"It was Dad who asked me to bring you water and food by the way!"

Saying that, White Fang put the stone jar in both hands, and took off the barbecue he brought on his shoulders and handed it to him: "Eat it!"

Looking at the smoky barbecue, Mu Feng couldn't eat it, but he saw that White Fang was so big.

His eyes were looking at him expectantly, but he couldn't refuse, so he had to take the barbecue and eat it.

White Fang was overjoyed, and just stood there smiling and watching him finish his meal.

The girl hurriedly took the stone pot again: "Brother Mufeng, what are you going to do today?"

"Today, I have to make a tool for fetching water!"

"A tool to draw water?" White Fang wondered, his big black eyes blinking, full of curiosity, "Can you teach me?"

Mu Feng hadn't seen such clean and simple eyes for a long time, so he couldn't help laughing: "Well, if you want to learn, you can learn it on the side!"

"That's great!" White Fang jumped high, the corners of his mouth pursed into crescent moons.

Mu Feng shook his head with a light smile, took out the carpenter's tools, and asked White Fang to help bring the wood, and then began to make a well wheel.

Because the method he spent 50 points for the achievement has been redeemed yesterday, which is equivalent to having an instruction manual, he just needs to follow the above steps step by step.

White Fang blinked and blinked, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and from time to time he asked a few words:

"Brother Mu Feng, why are you hollowing out the middle of the wood?"

"Why did you hollow out another one?"

"Why is this wood so thin, don't you want to hollow it out?"

Mu Feng explained while doing it, and the carpenter's work, which was a little boring, became interesting.

With the wooden wind making the well wheel, the wooden frame, and the water bucket, it was already after noon.

And White Fang watched him do it, just by his side.

"Okay, now I can move all these to the well. Today I can only do this one, and the other one has to wait!"

"Well, I'll help you!" White Fang said, and helped Mufeng move this set of things to the well, and then installed it together with Mufeng.

Someone at the well had already started to look at the well, and they sensed the arrival of the wood wind and hurriedly helped to install it.

After this was done, Mu Feng fastened the wooden barrel on the animal tendon rope, then turned the well wheel, put the barrel down, shook the animal tendon rope again, and turned the well wheel when it was full, and hoisted the water up.

Just this bucket of water is worth it

The water from the previous ten skins!

And the speed is also saved by more than half!

People around you look at me, I look at you, and finally look at Mu Feng like a monster.

Yesterday the Great Chief dug a well for the tribe to take out such sweet water, and today he made such a convenient tool to fetch water!

"Brother Mu Feng, I want to try it too!" Bai Ya jumped happily, a coquettish look on his pretty face, "Are you okay?"

"Hmm, good, good!" Mu Feng, who was in a state of mind, hurriedly agreed.

(End of this chapter)

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