I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

The well was dug very smoothly and the water output was sufficient.

The people of the whole tribe came out to fetch water with their skin bags and stone pots. After drinking the clean, sweet-tasting well water, the whole tribe boiled.

"The chief chief is really a great sage!"

"My Jiang tribe is hopeful for revival!"

"The old chief chose a good successor for our Jiang family!"

Mu Feng was a little embarrassed and scratched his head. He felt that he was simply digging a well, but he didn't expect such a big reaction.

Seeing the tribe's response so much, Mu Feng took advantage of the situation to let Lihu collect the animal tendons in the tribe and twist them into ropes.

Because it was getting late, he was tossed too hard, and Jing Zhuren's business had to be shelved and waited for tomorrow to do it.

That night, the entire tribe was full of joy. The fish caught during the day and the meat previously stored were all taken out.

People from the tribe gathered in front of the thatched huts, burning fire and roasting meat.

Those who participated in the fishing this morning all excitedly rushed around to tell how they fished today, and those who participated in the digging of the well in the afternoon also yelled happily.

The eyes they looked at Mu Feng were as enthusiastic as they looked at the old chieftain!

Although Mu Feng has only been a warchief for two days, it has brought them too many surprises.

The old chief was also invited out to participate in the tribe's carnival.

It's just that for some reason, his reaction and speech are no longer as clear and wise as they were yesterday, and some are just the rants of ordinary old people.

"Child, you, you are a good boy, take the Jiang clan to rejuvenate!"

"Well, the Jiang family is a small tribe, but it has a big origin. Our ancestors are big tribes by the river..."

"Hey, the water you gave me today is so sweet!"

The old man took Mu Feng's hand to speak, but Mu Feng could not speak at all.

He deliberately asked the old man about the secret memories in his mind, but found that the old man could not hear the same thing and was completely immersed in his own narration.

He sighed, and vaguely guessed from the bottom of his heart that the old man might be mentally exhausted and mentally damaged.

Judging from his situation, there seems to be a sign of Alzheimer's.

"Don't worry!" Mu Feng thought to himself, "Since I am now the warchief, Jiang is my one-acre three-quarter land, and I will make it better and better!"

The old man didn't know if he understood this sentence, and suddenly stood up, clapped his hands and laughed: "Okay, okay!"

When I got up early the next morning, Mu Feng got up a bit early.

After all, without cellphones and computers, he doesn't have to stay up late, and there is no need to stay in bed.

Not long after waking up, I saw Bai Fang bouncing around and holding a stone jar to the entrance of his cave, smiling happily at him: "Brother Mufeng, are you up?"

"Yeah!" Mu Feng said with a smile, "You got up early enough!"

"It's Daddy who asked me to bring you water, and food for you by the way!"

As he said, Bai Fang put the stone jar with both hands, then untied the barbecue he brought from his shoulder and handed it to him: "Hurry up!"

Looking at the smoky barbecue, Mu Feng really couldn't eat it, but seeing Bai Ya looking at him expectantly with big eyes, he couldn't refuse, so he took the barbecue and gritted his teeth.

Bai Fang was happily standing beside him and smiling to watch him finish eating.

The girl hurriedly took the stone pot again: "Brother Mufeng, what are you going to do today?"

"Today, I have to be a tool for fetching water!"

"A tool for drawing water?" White Fang was puzzled, and his **** eyes blinked and blinked, full of curiosity, "Can you teach me?"

Mu Feng hadn't seen such a clean and simple look in a long time, and couldn't help but smile: "Well, if you want to learn, you can learn it!"

"Great!" White Fang jumped up, and the corners of his mouth curled into crescents.

Mu Feng chuckled and shook his head, took out the carpenter's tools, and asked Bai Fang to help move all the wood in, and then began to make wells.

Because of the method, he spent 50 points yesterday and has already redeemed it, which is equivalent to having an instruction manual. He only needs to follow the above steps step by step.

Bai Fang blinked and blinked, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter. From time to time, I would like to ask a few words:

"Brother Mufeng, why did you hollow out the wood?"

"Why did you hollow out another one?"

"Why is this piece of wood so thin, don't you want to hollow it out?"

As Mu Feng explained it, the carpenter's job, which was a bit boring, became interesting.

It is already noon after the wooden wind has made the well reels, wooden frames, and water-fetching buckets.

And Bai Fang just stayed by his side and watched him do this.

"Okay, now you can move these to the well, I can only do this one today, and the other one has to wait a while!"

"Well, I'll help you!" As Bai Ya said, he helped Mu Feng move this set of things to the well, and then installed it together with Mu Feng.

Someone at the side of the well began to look at the well and noticed the arrival of wood wind, and hurried to help install it.

After finishing this, Mufeng tied the wooden bucket to the beast tendon rope, then turned the well reel, put the barrel down, shook the beast tendon rope again, and when it was full, he turned the well reel to lift the water up.

Just the amount of water in this bucket is worth ten skins of water before!

And the speed is more than half saved!

People around you look at me, I look at you, and finally look at Mu Feng like a monster.

Yesterday the warchief dug a well to take out such sweet water for the tribe, and today he made such a convenient tool to fetch water!

"Brother Mu Feng, I want to try it too!" Bai Fang jumped happily, and there was a coquettish look on Qiao's face, "okay?"

"Yeah, okay, okay!" Mu Feng rippling in his mind hurriedly agreed.

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