Chapter 81 Chicken Feather as Arrow Feather

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The making of the double-piece bow was taught to a few people. Except for White Fang's obvious lack of strength, the other three have been able to make it proficiently.

According to Mu Feng's plan, everyone in the tribe's hunting team has a bow as soon as possible, and first build a tribe's most basic defense force.

Then promote the bow and arrow in the whole tribe, all the people are soldiers!

Early the next morning, Mingguang called all the members of the hunting team to the thatched hut, and placed a single bow and a double bow respectively, and let each member of the hunting team try the bow to see which one suits him. kind.

As a result, of the fifty-eight members of the hunting team, including Mingguang, twenty-two were able to use double bows, thirty were able to use single bows, and the remaining five were the same as Hanshu. .

That is, six people may need three bows!

Mu Feng was a little excited, but he didn't expect so many people to be able to shoot hard bows!

After determining the number of bows to be made, Mufeng began to arrange for people to chop bamboo and make bows.

Except for the first dozen or so that required his personal guidance, the rest of the single-piece bow and double-piece bow were guided by Lihu, Mingguang, and Hanshu.

Because of this, White Fang was very depressed, and complained in front of Mu Feng with a small mouth: "Brother Mu Feng, I can also make a double bow!"

Mu Feng smiled helplessly and said, "You know how to do it, but your strength is too small. When the bowstring is not strong enough, one bow is wasted!"

White Fang was still a little angry, his eyebrows were twisted into pimples, and he looked like a little daughter-in-law who was angry: "Everyone has something to do, but I can't even do a bow!"

Mu Feng chuckled and shook his head: "I just wanted to do something, it's easy!"

He looked happy: "Oh, I still have a lot of things to do, I don't know if you are willing to help me?"

White Fang immediately turned from worry to joy, with a smile on his pretty face: "I can help you!"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "Actually, it's also about improving the power of bamboo arrows!"

"Increasing the power of bamboo arrows?" White Fang suddenly regained his energy, staring at Mu Feng with wide eyes, with a look of "hurry up".

Mu Feng smiled and said, "Bamboo arrows are actually easy to crook during flight, so many times they miss."

"But I see that you are very accurate when you shoot arrows?" White Fang frowned, looking puzzled.

"That's because the distance is short, if it's farther, it won't work!" Mu Feng shook his head and explained, "So if you want to shoot the bamboo arrow more accurately, you need to help with the tail of the arrow!"

"Tie things?" White Fang reacted and smiled sweetly, "You want me to tie things to bamboo arrows? Well, I will do what you say?"

Mu Feng nodded: "Okay! Take you to the chicken coop to cut feathers!"

"Cut feathers?" White Fang wondered. "What are feathers for?"

"The tail feathers and wing feathers on the chicken can be cut off and tied to the tail of the arrow, so that the arrow can be more accurate when flying!" Mu Feng used the simplest words to let White Fang understand, "The feathers tied to it are called arrow feathers. "

When it comes to "arrow ling", he still feels a little pity in his heart. The most suitable for arrow ling is goose tail, then goose tail and duck tail.

The worst thing is the feathers on the chicken, but also the wings and tail.

It's a pity that only chickens can produce feathers in Mufeng's hands now!

But fortunately, clipping chicken wings and feathers can not only make arrow feathers, but also prevent chickens from escaping.

Because Mingguang had told him more than once, that the chickens in the chicken coop were so high that they almost escaped from prison.

At the same time, Mingguang asked Mufeng if he wanted to increase the height of the chicken coop, or make another chicken coop.

Either way, it seems like a lot of work.

Now I don't need to do arrow feathers anymore, just cut them to save trouble.

Mu Feng looked at White Fang without paying attention, and spent another 50 achievement points in exchange for a pair of scissors, feeling rather speechless about the reduced achievement.

"I originally thought that I could increase it, but I didn't expect that it would decrease after I found the clay."

"The 1150 points after the lard residue, plus the 200 points of the cress, I spent another 200 points to exchange for the double bow, plus the 50 points spent here, my God, there is only 1100 left!"

Wail and cry, Mu Feng still understands the principle of high effort and high return, and shook his head and brought White Fang to the chicken coop.

How to cut chicken feathers was a simple matter for him, but not necessarily for White Fang.

From picking up scissors to selecting chicken feathers, to placing scissors, there is nothing that does not require Mufeng Teacher.

Mu Feng grabbed a chicken, grabbed one of the chicken wings, and gestured with the scissors: "I see, just cut the scissors down here, it can grow longer! Here, only these few can be used! "

As Mu Feng said that, he cut off a few chicken feathers and handed it to White Fang: "Look at it!"

With a look of excitement, Bai Ya took the scissors from Mu Feng's hand, and just about to reach out to pick up the chicken that Mu Feng handed over, the chicken opened its teeth and claws and thumped hard in front of her.

"Yeah!" White Fang screamed, terrified, "This chicken is so fierce!"

Saying that, he hurriedly threw the chicken out.

This time it was good, the chicken that landed happened to hit other chickens again, and the chickens jumped and the chicken feathers flew in an instant.

Mu Feng and White Fang were covered with chicken feathers on their heads and bodies.

Especially White Fang, whose hair was covered with chicken feathers like a spider's web, and was drawing circles with his feet on the ground with a blushing face.

"Brother Mufeng..." White Fang's voice was like a mosquito

Gnat, obviously very embarrassed.

Mu Feng plucked the chicken feathers and looked at it, and saw the red clouds rising above Bai Ya's ears, his big eyes full of unease.

"Haha!" Mu Feng didn't care, "Hurry up next time!"

"Okay!" White Fang nodded solemnly, and Mu Feng couldn't help but laugh at his serious look.

(End of this chapter)

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