Chapter 55 Planting Corn in Spring
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The smell of chicken soup attracted the whole tribe because they had never smelled something so fragrant before.
Mu Feng was amused as he watched the clansmen holding bowls and waiting for the soup.
White Fang, who was cooking soup, attracted much attention, and in full view, he used a wooden spoon to taste the saltiness, imitating Mu Feng's way before, and then he gave the spoon to Kazuo, who specially distributed food to the tribe.
Only the fairest person in a tribe can control the utensils for distributing food, and Jiyang is such a spoon holder.
Kiyo, who took the spoon from White Fang, was also very excited because he was about to distribute the most delicious food the tribe had ever eaten!
"Don't worry, everyone has a share!" Ji Yang took the spoon and started to divide the soup.
Everyone got soup and chicken.
Although there are only more than twenty chickens, each of them weighs about ten or twenty pounds—all of them are large chickens.
In addition, there were a lot of bamboo shoots and mushrooms, so everyone's stone bowls were full and fragrant.
For a time, the entire Jiang clan was enveloped in a fragrant smell, and everyone drank soup and meat with stone bowls.
"The food tastes so good!"
"It turns out that chicken is stewed in soup like this!"
"This grass-like mushroom is? It tastes good too!"
"It turns out that bamboo shoots can also be eaten!"
Mu Feng watched the people from the tribe gather together to hold stone bowls, squat or stand, and drink soup happily, feeling very satisfied.
He also stood on the high ground with a stone bowl and said, "Everyone has had chicken soup now, does it taste good?"
All responded together: "Okay!"
Mu Feng asked again, "Are the bamboo shoots and mushrooms in the soup delicious?"
Everyone responded in unison: "Delicious!"
Mu Feng nodded with satisfaction: "Then what I want to tell you now is that not only mushrooms and bamboo shoots can be eaten, but there are many other things that can be eaten in the wild! And we can grow and eat these things ourselves!"
The Jiang clan members started to discuss: "Really, that's great!"
"But how?"
"Didn't the Great Chief say that corn is still to be planted?"
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Hearing everyone's discussion, Mu Feng said with a smile: "Now I think everyone understands that we will not only grow mushrooms, but also corn, and many other things!"
Soon someone asked: "Great Chief, how do you grow corn?"
Mu Feng smiled and said, "This is easy! After everyone has finished eating, we will plant corn in the west of the tribe!"
"Okay!" The crowd cheered.
Seeing that the clansmen understood the need to grow corn, Mu Feng secretly rejoiced that he had thought of a good method.
After all, with the understanding ability of the tribe, if they simply talk about the benefits of planting crops, they may not understand.
Now, just through a meal, plus mushrooms and bamboo shoots, he made everyone understand that what he ate was not only meat, but also the plants growing in the ground.
Soon after everyone finished eating, they all looked at Mu Feng eagerly.
They all understand now that if they do what Mu Feng said, there will be delicious food that they can't finish in the future, and they don't have to worry about food anymore.
Mu Feng nodded: "Everyone bring bone knives and go to the west of the tribe to
The grass in the open space was dug up, and the soil was turned over by the way! "
So everyone did as Mu Feng said, and started digging with a bone knife.
Inspired by the wood wind, everyone was full of energy, digging soil and selecting grass to work very seriously.
So much so that the people of the tribe turned over the ground, and not even a single leaf of grass could be seen.
"I'll go, this effect is even better than ploughing the land!" Mu Feng looked at the large open space that was soon cleared, and couldn't help sighing, "There should be two or three acres, right?"
Lihu stood in the digged ground, looked around, and looked at Mu Feng blankly: "Great Chief, now that the grass here has been cleaned up, isn't the tribe different from the jungle?"
Mu Feng understood the meaning of Li Hu.
The things in the clan should be integrated with the surrounding environment, only in this way the clan will not appear too obtrusive in the wilderness.
Naturally, a lot of unnecessary risks are reduced.
He smiled and shook his head: "We are all going to farm, why are we still like the jungle?"
After a pause, he added: "I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, we won't have to worry about any danger from the wild jungle in the future!"
After hearing what Mu Feng said, Li Hu was completely relieved.
He nodded solemnly: "Then how should we grow corn now?"
"I'll teach you!" Mu Feng took a bone knife and dug a small hole in the ground about seven or eight centimeters deep, put down a corn kernel, and buried the soil just dug with his feet against the hole. Step on both feet.
Then he dug another pit more than ten centimeters away from the small pit just now, and concocted it according to the law.
Then he raised his head and looked at the people around him: "From here to there, plant it in this direction!"
Jiang clan, you look at me, I look at you, and the faces are clearly curious.
Lihu scratched his head: "What if we keep planting it there?"
Mu Feng was helpless: "Aren't you going to start another line?"
"This..." Lihu was embarrassed, still somewhat incomprehensible.
So Mu Feng just dug the hole just now, and dug another hole about ten centimeters apart. Then he pointed in the direction and looked at Lihu: "Do you understand now?"
"Oh!" Not only Lihu, but other people also understand now.
However, Lihu asked another question: "Great Chief, corn can grow out of corn kernels, but what about the corn cobs?"
Mu Feng was completely speechless: "The corn cobs can't be planted, they can be used as firewood!"
After a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with a grin, "No, the corn cobs can be crushed and used to grow mushrooms!"
(End of this chapter)
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