Chapter 40 Awareness of Suffering

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Eating meat and drinking soup is a joy in life.

This is Mu Feng's most real feeling at this time.

And a few people around were already shouting excitedly.

"Chief!" Mingguang was excited, "We didn't know that primitive chicken was eaten like this before!"

Li Hu suddenly said, "Haven't you caught a few?"

"Haha!" Everyone laughed.

Mu Feng couldn't help laughing even more, he thought that Lihu turned out to be one-on-one.

Mingguang was stunned, stared at him and said, "If I have the skills to catch a primitive chicken, I might as well go catch other beasts!"

But he immediately said: "But no one thought that the Great Chief could catch so many at once! Now that we have a way to catch primitive chickens, I will go to the woods tomorrow to look for other primitive chickens! "

"Well, yes!" Mu Feng nodded, "The chicken coop is big enough, it's no problem to put another one or two hundred chickens. If it really doesn't work, we can make another chicken coop!"

"When the time comes, there are really more primitive chickens, so eat one by one!"

"That's really great!" Lihu blushed, "If that's the case, I'm afraid there won't be a big tribe, right?"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "I don't care whether the big tribe has or not, but our Jiang family will be like this in the future, even better than this!"

After saying this, he had a weird feeling, and thought to himself: "If people in the previous life heard this, I'm afraid they would laugh at me as a rice bucket who only knows how to eat.

But what the tribe needs to solve the most is the problem of food and clothing. They can't fill their stomachs. What else are they talking about?

People take food as their heaven! "

Mu Feng regained his peace of mind and said, "The hunting team doesn't have to take the risk of going out to hunt for a while. Every day, I will find a few people to go out to the trap to see if there are sheep. If there are, bring a few!"

Lihu nodded: "I see, Great Chief."

After a pause, he said bitterly: "It's a pity that there is not enough salt in the tribe. Otherwise, if we use salt to soak the grass and go out to hunt twice, our wild sheep will definitely be more than there are now!"

"This is impossible!" Mu Feng shook his head calmly, "The tribe is short of salt and fur, so they won't go out for now. Besides going to catch sheep, Uncle Mingguang, you can also take people to Dalong Lake to catch fish and primitive chickens. !"

"If Maduo from the Blue Bird Department is serious, she will come back in two or three days. Then we will have some salt, and we can go out hunting again!"

"Damn the Dragons!" Mingguang said bitterly, "If they hadn't kept their promises, how could we have nearly wiped out the dead!"

"I must take revenge!" Mingguang clenched his fists and slammed it on the bluestone slab.

Mu Feng's heart shuddered, and he suddenly thought that several days had passed, and the matter of the Manglong Ministry's coming has not been mentioned.

If they come again, wouldn't the tribe have another bad luck?

"No, no matter if the Manglong clan comes or not, they must have a sense of urgency, or one day they suddenly come, and the entire clan will be unlucky!"

Thinking of this, Mu Feng added: "Although we can't take revenge right now, the clan's defense must be done well. Well, only ten people will be sent out to catch sheep tomorrow, and the others will be there.

In the tribe! "

"Ah?" Mingguang was surprised again, "Why?"

"Prevent the Manglong clan from looting at any time!" Mu Feng shouted, "Only if the clan's defenses and weapons are done well, can we ensure that we will not be defeated when they come back!"

"Yes!" Everyone realized the seriousness of what Mu Feng said, and their expressions became a little panic.

It can be seen that the Manglong Ministry left them with a shadow in addition to hatred.

Seeing the expressions of several people, Mu Feng secretly shook his head again.

He wanted a few people to pay attention to this matter, but he didn't expect them to become so depressed.

He clapped his hands: "Don't worry so much, everyone cheer up, as long as you do as I say tomorrow, as long as the people from the Manglong Division dare to come, we will be able to defeat them!"

"Ah?" Everyone looked at Mu Feng in unison, "Great Chief, do you have a solution?"

Especially White Fang, whose big eyes were full of admiration: "Brother Mu Feng, are you telling the truth?"

"It must be true!" Mu Feng vowed.

In the morning of the next day, all the ten hunting team members who were able to do the work were called to the thatched cottage.

Mu Feng began to lay out his plans.

"Lihu, take twenty people out of the young men to dig well water and mud, add dry thatch, and stick them in the cracks of these stones like me!"

"Attention, the reconciled mud can't be too soft or hard, the thatch can't be too long, and the long ones can be chopped off and put in the mud! It must be uniform, and then paste the gaps and smooth it on the outside!"

After Mu Feng demonstrated it once, he handed it over to Lihu, regardless of the people in the tribe with their eyes wide open and a look of surprise.

"Mingguang, take another 20 people and go to Beishan to chop the black-skinned bamboo. It can't be too thin. If you want to be as thick as my forearm, cut it into such a long section and send it here to make a javelin!"

"As for the others, pick up all the stones outside the wall, take them here and put them in piles!"

Someone couldn't help but ask: "Great Chief, what's the use of us doing this?"

Mu Feng grinned: "Of course it's protecting the tribe!"

"This time, as long as the Manglong Ministry dares to come

, I must keep them coming and going! "

(End of this chapter)

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