I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Since the corn is to be harvested in advance, Mufeng must use the combination of civil and wood techniques again.

Naturally, the consumption is not small.

However, this is no longer unfamiliar to Mu Feng, and the operation directly ripens the corn.

The stalks of fully mature corn turned white and the leaves turned yellow. The bracts of the corn were cracked, revealing a section of the cob.

Judging from the exposed corn kernels, it is better than too much when just planted.

Mu Feng informed Lihu to find someone to collect the corn.

Considering storage, this time Mufeng asked the tribe to peel off the bracts but not remove them. Instead, they used the bracts to braid the corn cobs together like a braid and let them dry outside.

In this case, it is easy to clean up the corn no matter when it rains.

Because this time the corn kernels are full and the planting area is large, Mu Feng estimated that it was more than three times more than before.

But in fact, if calculated by corn kernels alone, Mufeng estimates that it is less than two thousand catties.

There is no way. The land for growing corn is almost two or three acres. However, because of the corn seeds and soil fertility, the current corn yield per mu is far less than the six to seven hundred kilograms in the previous life. If you really want to count it, you can It's true that there are five or six hundred catties.

Of course, this is not counted as the corn cobs that Lihu grabbed from the cornfield a while ago and cooked.

Even so, Mu Feng was very happy watching the pile of corn piled up.

The joy of harvesting a dealer is very different from the feeling of hitting prey.

Hunting requires a lot of people, weapons, and most importantly, prey. There is no way to predict how much prey will be, or what it will be.

But the harvest of the crops is different-you get melons when you grow melons, and beans get beans when you grow beans.

As long as the labor and sweat are paid out, what you grow will be what you gain.

Planting crops is not as "exciting" as hunting, but it is more secure.

The Jiang tribe wants to develop, and it is bound to grow crops on a large scale!

Therefore, after harvesting the corn, Mufeng directly sifted the large cobs and large grains of corn, peeled them off and kept them as seeds, and planted them immediately after the rain was over.

As for the remaining corn, Mu Feng is thinking about what is better.

After thinking about it, he patted his forehead: "Hey, there is it! Last time I said I made corn pits, but the stone milling stopped halfway through it. It seems that I can use it this time!"

The collective relocation of the tribes to the Tulou is a joy of housewarming.

He had already asked Lihu to prepare bamboo to set off "firecrackers" to celebrate. He originally planned to celebrate.

In that case, why not take this opportunity to bring the "Housewarming Banquet" from the previous life to the people of the tribe to celebrate, so as to let these tribes know the abundance of the tribe and make them more willing to protect the tribe in the future?

Mu Feng touched his chin and said to himself: "Well, that's a good idea!"

"That said, tomorrow's relocation can't be shivering!"

Thinking about this, he hurried to find Lihu and Mingguang, and got them together.

"Tomorrow is a big day for the tribe to move, we have to celebrate!" Mu Feng said.

"Celebrate, how to celebrate?" the two asked.

"When moving, every floor of the earth building was burned in front of the fire, and bamboo was placed in the fire!" Mu Feng said, "After the bamboo is burned, everyone starts to move into the earth building, and arranges their own sleeping place in the earth building, tables, chairs and benches. They all moved in by themselves!"

"Why burn bamboo?" Mingguang puzzled.

"Bamboo will explode when burned, this can break the evil and eliminate the disaster!" Mu Feng was too lazy to explain, and directly used the good wishes of the previous life as a practical use.

The expressions of the two suddenly became nervous: "Come through evil!"

Lihu immediately said with a serious face: "You can rest assured, Chief, I will burn a lot of bamboo tomorrow!"

"Yeah!" Mu Feng waved his hand, "It doesn't need a lot, there is a pile of burning, just hear the noise!"

"Yes!"

"In addition, let Jiyang kill six pigs, six sheep, and six deer with those responsible for cooking!" Mu Feng ordered.

The expressions of the two were shocked again: "Warchief, are you planning to sacrifice?"

"Sacrifice?" Mu Feng shook his head, and immediately realized that pigs, sheep, and deer are all necessary for the sacrifice of the big animals in the sacrifice. If you put the white grass and japonica rice, you can really pay the sacrifice.

But Mu Feng didn't think about it at all. What he was thinking about was: "Three kinds of animals make up a '666', which means that the Jiang tribe will go all the way to '666' in the future, and it will keep going all the way. What a great prize!"

Of course, "666" alone is not enough. Mu Feng continued: "Kill another 18 chickens and the eggs are ready, um, take out 88 eggs! They will all be used for group dinner and celebration after moving tomorrow. This will make Jiang's future development stronger!"

Now Lihu and Mingguang were completely dumbfounded: "There are still these exquisites when moving to a house. Why has Grandpa never done this before?"

Mu Feng couldn't laugh or cry, and thought: "It would be weird if Grandpa made these. These are all customs from China in the modern earth!"

However, he did not explain, but solemnly said: "We must celebrate the Jiang family's move to such a big event to let the people know that the current Jiang family is different from before. As long as everyone unites and works hard, the Jiang family must be celebrated. It will become stronger and stronger!"

Lihu and Mingguang stared at the warchief in front of them, and they clearly felt that he was different from the old chieftain.

Although they didn't quite understand what he said, one thing was quite certain, that is, according to Mu Feng's words, Jiang's family will definitely be stronger in the future!

Although the two of them couldn't say Mu Feng's words, they were agitated by Mu Feng's words, and clenched their fists fiercely!

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