I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Mu Feng was extremely surprised. He never thought that the system would still have the "credit card" function of the previous life.

This means that if he exchanges something or lacks skill achievement points in the future, he can borrow a portion from the system for use, and then return it within ten days.

As for what to do if it is not available within ten days, Mu Feng took a look at the system, and there will be "stains" on his credit record, his credit limit will be reduced, and his credit limit will even be cancelled.

This is similar to and different from the credit card mechanism of the previous life.

In general, the credit limit of the system surprised Mu Feng and found it very novel.

He took a look at his 500 achievements and then at the redemption interface, and found that even if he gritted his teeth now, he could not redeem any good skills for the time being.

"It seems that we can only save two or three thousand skill points first, and then exchange for a gold skill." Mu Feng thought, "If the development of tribal weapons and defense is to go further, it is necessary to have metal tools. Appeared."

Lihu returned soon and took all the things Mu Feng wanted.

And Mufeng made a spinning machine step by step according to the description in the already skilled spinning machine skills in his mind.

All the ropes needed inside were replaced by animal tendons.

After finishing the spinning machine, Mufeng picked up a handful of ramie and placed it on the condensing port, and then turned the handle to make a thicker and longer thread than ramie monofilament.

He turned the spool again and began to collect the first strand of twine from the tribe!

Lihu and the few people he brought with him shouted in exclamation.

From the production of the spinning machine to the production of the first twine, it took almost a day before and after the wood wind, and the most important time was spent on the production of the spinning machine.

After making the first spinning machine, he then taught Lihu to make a second one with others, which was a little slower than the first, but at the end he also learned it all.

After finishing the spinning machine, Mufeng began to make looms again.

Compared with the spinning machine, the loom is not comparable to the spinning machine in terms of floor space or complexity.

The wood scenery is the preparation material, and it took nearly two days to plan the wood and perforate.

On the third day, he was able to finish the loom. At this time, Lihu and the others, who had been spinning for almost four days, also spun all the ramie skins into twine.

So Mufeng put the spools one by one on the loom and started weaving.

Weaving cloth is time-consuming and labor-intensive. Mufeng only knits cloth in front of them for more than half an hour, and then asks a few women who specialize in weaving to try weaving. After making sure that there is no problem, go to work on other things. Up.

"It's no wonder that women weaving and men plowing the fields! It is really torture for a rough man to do such a fine work!" Mu Feng couldn't help but vomit, "I don't want to weave anymore!"

In fact, after he taught the tribe how to spin thread and how to weave, these women in the tribe were surprised as if they saw a door to a new world.

Because they have also heard about it, the warchief has determined that their children will not marry out again in the future, so they no longer have to worry about their children going to other tribes to suffer.

And what they can do is to do well what the warchief has given, and do their best to share the worries for the warchief.

Naturally, Mu Feng didn't know this. He was communicating with the system at this time: "System, hand in task!"

"Complete the spinning machine production and get 200 achievement points!

Complete the loom production and get 200 achievement points!

The current achievement point is: 900 points! "

Mu Feng looked at the system with satisfaction, and said in his heart: "After spending 400 and earning another 400, it is considered to have flattened the income and expenditure! After weaving the cloth, I should be able to earn more achievement points, no loss! It seems that it should be spent. The achievement point is to spend!"

"Oh, by the way, I have to hurry up and see my red deer!"

Mu Feng slapped his head, thinking that for the past few days, Mingguang had been keeping Mingguang with people beside the red deer stables, and was consuming them. In the middle, it only came a few times and found that the red deer was on a hunger strike like regret.

Obviously, without the shock of the armored earth dragon, these grumpy guys have once again returned to their nature.

Especially now that they have lost their freedom, being locked in such a high barn makes it even more unbearable for them.

When Mu Feng came, two red deer even slammed their heads towards Mu Feng's direction.

It is a pity that the two of them slammed into the bamboo fence and failed to make any effort.

Now Mu Feng came again and found that the red deer were standing weakly at the entrance of the cave, obviously thinning a circle, looking listlessly at Mingguang and others outside.

The red deer was slightly confused, and if he wanted to fall asleep, he immediately woken Mingguang with a bamboo tube.

It can be seen that these red deer have been tortured.

Mingguang was still knocking on the bamboo tube, and when he noticed that the wood wind was coming, he hurriedly put down the bamboo tube and said with a smile: "Great Chief!"

Mu Feng was a little surprised. It could be seen that Mingguang was very happy to "torture" the red deer.

"Well, how's it going?" Mu Feng asked.

"In the past few days, I followed your request. I just poured some salt water into it. I didn't put any grass or other materials. Now I'm so hungry that I'm groaning!"

Mu Feng nodded and asked: "Then they still hit the fence?"

"After you came the day before yesterday, they ran into them twice, but then I didn’t know if they had a headache or they didn’t have the strength to bang. They haven’t ran into them since those two times.

Mu Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Okay, I get it!"

With that said, he climbed straight up the bamboo ladder, stood on a high place and looked inside.

Sure enough, the red deer looked at him listlessly one by one, their eyes dull and unlovable.

"Hey, time is almost!" Mu Feng smiled in his heart.

He turned to look at Mingguang: "Go, soak the boiled corn for Dachun, soak it in salt water, wrap it in fresh grass, and send it to me!"

"Yes!" Mingguang hurried back to the Tulou to fetch forage.

Mu Feng looked back at these red deer, one by one no longer had the previous hostility.

"Wait, you can't help but fail!" Mu Feng smiled.

Soon, Mingguang got the forage, and Mu Feng picked up a ball of grass wrapped in mashed corn kernels, kneaded it into a basketball-sized ball of grass and threw it at the red deer herd.

"Eat!" Mu Feng shouted.

The red deer were pretty spineless one by one, they just looked at them and didn't move forward.

Mu Feng was not in a hurry, and once again let Mingguang continue to make fodder dumplings as he did, smiling at the red deer.

Because the grass dumplings are wrapped in cooked corn, and there is some heat, the corn is wrapped in salt.

When it rains on a colder day, the heat of the corn evaporates, and the scent of salt mixed with the aroma of corn and the unique salty taste of salt quickly drifts away.

The red deer twitched their noses one by one, and looked at the grass dumplings following the smell.

But after they saw the grass dumplings, they showed their vigilant colors one by one, and then looked at the wood wind standing not far away.

Mu Feng naturally noticed the actions of the red deer, and laughed: "Eat, eat, you won't be hungry after eating!"

However, the red deer did not leave, standing in place one by one, looking at the food that exuded the fatal temptation "scent", and stopped moving.

They seemed to know that after fighting for so long, once they stepped out and ate the grass dumplings, it meant that they had completely compromised with the two-hoofed animal outside.

As for Mu Feng, the old **** was there, calmly watching the red deer hesitate, and wrestling with them.

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