I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Mu Feng slept until the next morning when the sun was already high.

If it were not for Lihu to call him outside the door, he might be able to sleep until noon.

"Warchief!" Lihu waited for Mu Feng to get up and wash, and then came to the house respectfully, "The corn is already being planted, and it may be planted this afternoon!"

"Yeah!" Mu Feng rubbed his swollen temples, still feeling a little pain in his brain, which was obviously due to the exhaustion of too much energy in the fight against Hu Leibao yesterday.

"Maize is planted in the open space on the side of the second protective wall?" Mu Feng asked.

"Yes!" Lihu replied honestly, "If it's a little bit faster, it will be planted after noon. Then I will direct someone to build a three-layer protective wall! This time, let the soldiers go too!"

Mu Feng wondered: "Have the horses and red deer still not stopped?"

Lihu shook his head: "The red deer have been honest, but those horses are still fighting, there is no way to train them!"

Mu Feng felt a little helpless, and waved his hand: "Then wait, don't be in a hurry for these two days. It would be nice to be able to build the three protective walls in these few days!"

"Yes!" Mingguang breathed a sigh of relief, "If there is no accident, the three-layer protective wall can be built in two or three days, but there are not many paper mulberries in the tribe, so I have to dig it out in the forest!"

"Then go dig!" Mu Feng said with a smile, "If you need trees, cut down from the forest in front of the tribe, clear a clearing, and plant something else!"

"Plant something else?" Mingguang wondered, "Do you still plant corn?"

Mu Feng shook his head: "Stop planting corn, plant soybeans instead."

"Soybean?" Mingguang was puzzled, "What is soybean."

Mu Feng explained with a smile: "Just like corn, it's edible!"

"Oh!" Mingguang was happy, "Can you eat it, do you have seeds?"

"Seeds..." Mu Feng sighed, gritted his teeth and said, "I will give you the seeds when the corn is planted!"

He has decided to use achievement points to exchange some seeds from the system, and he can no longer wait for the wild to discover.

"Yes!"

"In addition, did you think about the things I told you yesterday, about the tribal youths seeking marriage!" Mu Feng asked, "What do you think?"

"Thinking?" Lihu was stunned, "I listen to you, Chieftain!"

Mu Feng shook his head: "I made the decision to ask for marriage. But which tribes around are suitable for us to ask for marriage, and which are not suitable. I don't know which ones are not suitable. This requires you to understand the situation of these tribes. That's fine, understand?"

He was a little helpless. "Marriage" was extremely important in his old home in his previous life. Regardless of men and women, regardless of distance, as long as they reached the point of discussing marriage, both men and women would try their best to "scrabble"-to inquire about each other. The "understanding" of the three generations of the ancestors.

This includes how the other party's family style is, how the neighbors in the village feel about it, what the three generations of ancestors did, whether there is a history of genetic diseases, etc., in detail and detailed.

If you don't know anything like Lihu, it will definitely not work.

In case the tribe he wants to marry is a wolf and ambitious, or the people in the tribe are greedy and lazy, it will definitely be a misfortune after arriving at the Jiang clan.

Lihu was asked by Mu Feng, and after thinking about it, he said: "On the Beishan side, over the Great Longhu Lake, and then walk north for ten days, there is a Fang Lei tribe. Our tribe has been married with them before. Their tribe is about There are about fifty men from our tribe's past!"

"More than fifty!" Mu Feng was startled, "Why so many!"

Lihu shook his head: "This is no way. I heard Grandpa said that the Jiang family had migrated from a different place and was shunned by the local tribes, so they could only live here. Food, salt, and fur were scarce. The tribe can only give away a part of it if they want to live, and then return a part of the food to support the people in the clan!"

Mu Feng froze for a moment: "Swap a man for food?"

Ming Guang nodded bitterly: "When I was 22 years old, I didn't ask for a marriage. By coincidence, there was a famine in this area again. Many people of the tribe starved to death. There was no way. Grandpa had to change with Fang Lei's department all at once. More than fifty people, eighty sheep..."

"Fuck!" Mu Feng exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "A man can't change two sheep after he gets married!"

But when he thought about it, he realized that it was a famine at that time, and Fang Lei's situation should not be much better.

In addition, men in other tribes seem to have no other particularly powerful role except for marriage and reproduction.

When it comes to work, each tribe also has its own labor force.

"Walking marriage" is just a compelling means to prevent close relatives of the same race from reproducing and affecting offspring-this has also led to the low status of these men who come to the door to get married.

Mu Feng thought to himself: "If these fifty men do not leave, does that mean that the Jiang clan now has at least fifty or sixty more male labors? If they remarry and have children, does it mean that they belong to the clan? Can a strong man actually add another one hundred or two hundred?"

It's just that these can only be thought of and cannot become a reality.

"How about the reputation of this tribe?" Mu Feng asked.

"Word of mouth?" Lihu was puzzled.

"Just do you think this tribe is good or bad, how is it to other tribes?"

Lihu thought for a while and said, "The number of this tribe has passed two thousand at that time. It is a big tribe. I heard Grandpa say two years ago that they have already made a stride of over ten thousand! They don't like to follow Dealing with small tribes like us."

"Thousands of tribes..." Mu Feng secretly shook his head, "It's no wonder that such tribes won't be scared of our food, so basically they won't allow female tribes to marry outside."

He said to Lihu: "This tribe is too far away, and it's difficult to ask for a marriage. Let's talk about a few close ones."

Lihu said: "In the past, we exchanged fur for salt with the manglong tribe, and their tribe also has some women from our tribe who have married in the past."

Mu Feng frowned: "It's the Mang Dragon Division again, they should no longer exist!"

Ming Guang hurriedly said: "There are many tribes who exchange things with the Mang Dragon Tribe, who are about the same number as ours, but they have had marriages with us.

"Oh?" Mu Feng came to the spirit, "what are there?"

Lihu tried his best to recall: "I remember when I went to the Mang Dragon Club, I heard that there was a man named Hongluan. There were many women in their tribe. But there were too few men in the tribe, so they could only maintain it for so many years. A certain number of people has neither decreased nor increased many people."

"There are such tribes?" Mu Feng was surprised. "There are so many women. It is entirely possible for other tribes to get married and increase the number of people!"

Lihu shook his head: "Men who marry away have no status. They are not much better than slaves of our tribe. However, most of the children born to women of their tribe are girls, so this has been the case for so many years. ."

"Doesn't such a tribe have other tribes to looting?" Mu Feng asked.

"No!" Lihu shook his head, "They are relatively close to the Mang Dragon Clan, and women are often asked to marry the Mang Dragon Clan. People around need to exchange things with the Mang Dragon Clan, and they also need to give men from the tribe. If you ask for a wife, no one will rob the Red Luan club."

"I'll go!" Mu Feng sighed inwardly, "It's rare that such a society can maintain such a balanced state."

"Are there any other tribes?" Mu Feng asked again.

"There is the Yanhuo tribe, and there are more men in their tribe...

There is a Frost Department...

There is the Geli Department..."

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