Chapter 23 The Shabby Farmer

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From digging the pit to the time when all the wild sheep go down to the pit, it takes only two hours before and after.

This speed is so fast, not to mention the light, even Mu Feng is extremely surprised.

"The IQ of these wild sheep seems to be half as high as that of the sheep in the previous life!" Mu Feng sighed in his heart.

But after thinking about it, I realized: these wild sheep have never seen a trap before, and naturally they would not have thought that they would be caught like this!

I believe that the traps will be used more in the future, and these wild sheep will be able to guard against humans.

But at that time, Mu Feng believed that he had already domesticated the sheep, so he no longer needed to catch wild sheep.

Thinking of this, Mu Feng grinned and laughed: "Yes, yes, none of them ran away, and there are seven or eight lambs!"

Mingguang said excitedly: "Mu Feng, your method is really useful, you can catch so many wild sheep in such a pit! We have not been able to catch one of them many times before!"

The others also looked at Mu Feng excitedly, their eyes full of enthusiasm.

Someone grinned and suggested: "So many sheep, kill them all to eat!"

Everyone responded.

Mu Feng hurriedly waved his hand to stop it, and said in a deep voice, "We can't kill all these sheep! We have to take them back and raise them ourselves!"

"Keeping it?" Some people wondered, "But we don't have enough food for ourselves. Will we starve to death if we don't eat them?"

Mu Feng looked at the man and said, "Although there is not much food in the clan at the moment, it is not enough to eat recently. We can eat some wild sheep first, then fish and other prey. The remaining sheep can be raised. Keep giving birth to lambs, and the lambs will be raised again."

"In this way, we can have sheep that can't be eaten, and we can also leave food for the children of the tribe to make the tribe stronger!"

The eyes of the people around them lit up one after another, as if they saw what Mu Feng said.

At this time, someone wondered again: "But our current food is not enough to eat lambs, when the lambs grow up!"

Mu Feng said with a smile: "We can catch other prey to eat before the lamb grows up, and we can also eat fish, flower dragons, and horned deer."

"In the future, in addition to raising sheep, our tribe will also raise flower dragons, horned deer, and other animals!"

Mu Feng wanted to say "cow, pig", but now he wasn't sure if there were any of these around the tribe, so he didn't say it.

In the end, Mu Feng said: "In the future, our Jiang clan will become stronger and raise more animals, so there will be no need for so many people to hunt, and even in the end we don't even need to go hunting!"

"Ah?" Mingguang panicked now, "Mufeng... Chief, what else can we do if we don't hunt?"

"Haha!" Mu Feng was in a good mood and said with a smile, "Don't worry, there will definitely be other things for you to do at that time. Now, get the sheep back first!"

"Yes!" Everyone started in unison, and according to Mu Feng's request, they tied the wild sheep around their necks with animal tendons and ropes, and then looked at Mu Feng again.

Mu Feng smiled helplessly: "First, one person is holding a rope, and a few people are leading with salted grass in front! The rest are blocking the surrounding to prevent the sheep from breaking free and running away."

"By the way, the trap is spread with some branches and covered with grass.

Come on, check back in two days! "

"Yes!"

Facts have proved that Mu Feng thinks too much. Even after coming out of the trap, these wild sheep are still obsessed with the grass with salt, no matter that they are already roped and stretched their heads to graze.

Mu Feng was dumbfounded, and once again apologized to the author who wrote the sentence "Beat the roe deer and scoop the fish".

"It turns out that the intelligence of wild animals in the original ecology is so low!" Mu Feng refreshed his understanding again.

Such a stupid wild sheep was described as "cunning" by Mingguang, which somewhat explained some "very bad" problems.

Mu Feng rubbed his brows helplessly: "There is a long way to go!"

Back to the tribe, more than 30 wild sheep appeared in the tribe at the same time, attracting everyone's onlookers.

"Look, Mingguang and the others came back so early this time, and they caught so many wild sheep!"

"So many wild sheep, enough for us to eat for a while!"

"This time, the Great Chief followed, so there are so many prey!"

"The day before yesterday, too, the Great Chief took everyone to go fishing, and there were too many fish to eat!"

"Great Chief Sage!"

Mu Feng did not go to explain to the people of the tribe. He had already said what he should say on the trap side. I believe that the young and strong people will explain it when they return to their own homes.

And there is Lihu, so he doesn't have to worry about this.

All he has to do is build a sheepfold for the sheep!

However, it is inevitable to consider the smell of urine and sheep taint when raising sheep, so the choice of the location of the sheep pen is very important.

After thinking about it, he chose a place that was very suitable, at the foot of the northernmost mountain of the tribe.

There are a lot of thorns and thorns there, and there are many shrubs, which are naturally closed, and it is also convenient for him to use local materials to build a sheep pen.

More importantly, the domestication of wild sheep as a food reserve is a top priority, and naturally it should be placed in the heart of the tribe.

So under the guidance of Mufeng, a fence made of branches more than two meters long was formed. The walls are covered with thorn wood rattan, not to mention wild sheep, even if people want to get close to the fence wall, they have to get hurt.

The wild sheep were loosely roped and placed in the sheepfold, obviously very uncomfortable, but after hitting the fence many times and being stabbed, they had no choice but to resent it.

Back off.

The wild sheep who lost their freedom kept screaming "baabaa" in the sheepfold, but no one was upset.

Especially Mu Feng, looking at a huge sheep pen, but only put more than 30 sheep, he was a little disappointed when he was excited.

He touched his chin unconsciously: "The wealth is too small, I am a bit shabby as a farmer!"

(End of this chapter)

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