I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Thirty-five wild sheep in one trap hunt.

Three of them were injured and could not be rescued. They were slaughtered and assigned to the tribe on the same day.

Of the remaining thirty-two, there were twelve rams and twenty ewes.

Among them, there are three more rams, and the three ewes are obviously old and weak and can be eaten first.

In other words, there are a total of twenty-six wild sheep that can be domesticated food for the tribe.

Although Mu Feng knew that eating lamb still pays attention to the word "tender", he still resisted moving the lamb.

After all, lambs can breed more sheep!

Even if only three wild sheep were killed, the level of joy in the tribe was beyond his knowledge.

Just because compared with some foxes, wild wolves, and horned rhinoceros caught before by Mingguang, the mutton is especially delicious!

So that night, the entire tribe lit a bonfire again, and the tribe was filled with cheers from the "Great Chief and Great Sage".

Now the entire tribe, except for the cave in the back mountain which symbolically enshrines fire, the people of the tribe have completely regarded fire as ordinary.

Only because Mu Feng later taught the whole tribe how to drill wood for fire.

Mu Feng was invited to sit where the crowd was the most important. Everyone held the grilled fish and barbecue in their hands and surrounded him with the well water in the stone pot, with a respectful attitude.

Especially White Tooth, a white fur on his body that I did not know where he got it from, it was hard to tell.

She was pushed as a "representative" by her tribe, holding barbecue and well water in her hand, kneeling on one knee and offering it to Mu Feng.

When the girl looked towards Mu Feng, her eyes were bright as stars, and her beautiful eyes were filled with joy and admiration.

Especially the corner of her mouth smiled lightly, and she looked special with torches.

Mu Feng was a little bit turbulent, but he coughed twice in front of so many people, took the leg of lamb and the stone pot, waved his hand, and said, "We are all members of the Jiang clan. Great. You don’t need to be so polite in the future, just call me Mufeng!"

"Yes, Great Chief!" All the clansmen responded together.

Mu Feng was helpless, knowing that this was a primitive society, and many deep-rooted thinking couldn't be changed at once, so he had to give up.

Holding the leg of lamb in one hand and the stone pot in the other, he thought of the taste of roasted leg of lamb in the previous life, oil, cumin, chili noodles, pepper...

So many all kinds of condiments were wiped out, and it was so exciting to eat.

If paired with iced beer...

Mu Feng looked at the smoky and scorching lamb in his hand, only salted lamb legs, and suddenly felt dull.

"Such a good leg of lamb, but it can only be served with well water!" Mu Feng was a little bit crying, "It seems that the tribe's recipe is in urgent need of improvement!"

Mu Feng communicated with the system again, handed in the task of domesticating animals once, and obtained 300 achievements, which reached 350 points.

"System, is there any seasoning to exchange?" Mu Feng couldn't help but complain, "The leg of lamb is really terrible!"

"Yes!" The system popped up in the mall, and Mu Feng exclaimed after just taking a look, "Shall I go, robbery, just such a small bottle of chili noodles requires 50 achievement points!"

"There is still such a bit of cumin, it is enough for what, a barbecue is not enough!"

The system prompts: "Salt and various spices were high-end consumables back then, and the price is naturally high!"

Then the system prompts: "Are you sure to redeem?"

Mu Feng hesitated for a long time, gritted his teeth and asked: "So there are no spices in this era?"

System prompt: "Yes, you need to find out by yourself!"

Immediately, the system sent out a series of pictures for Mufeng to see, all of which were pictures of herbs and spices. At the same time, it also gave Mufeng a new task: "Find spices, each with 100 points!"

Mu Feng looked at it. There were star anise, cinnamon, pepper, fennel, etc., and some he didn't recognize.

His eyes brightened, these spices are actually available in this world, and he discovered that not only can he solve the seasoning problem, but he can also get achievement points, and he can really put it on the agenda.

So he thought for a while and said: "Then I won't redeem it, it's just a meal, I can bear it!"

After he withdrew from the communication with the system, he became looking forward to it again. He was puzzled by many puzzles in his previous life studies of history.

In particular, there are people who question whether the work he has done is necessary.

But right now he is already in this primitive society, he can decide about the tribe with a single word, and almost everything he does will affect the tribe.

Is there anything more substantial and meaningful than this?

He thought for a while, and felt that the domestication of animals and the search for seasonings could be carried out at the same time.

One thing can solve the long-term food and clothing problem of the tribe, and the other thing can solve the seasoning problem of oneself and the tribe.

What's more, you can earn achievement points.

He rubbed his head and smiled to himself: "It seems that the domestication plan has been accelerated!"

Thinking of this, he rushed away from the tiger and said to Mingguang, "Uncle Lihu, Uncle Mingguang, we will continue hunting tomorrow!"

"Continue hunting?" Mingguang and Lihu's eyes lit up, with joy on their faces, "Are you going to catch wild sheep?"

"No!" Mu Feng shook his head, "Just find a few people to go to the trap and take a look. Let's catch the Huamaolong!"

"Hua Maolong?" Mingguang was taken aback, "How to catch?"

Mu Feng grinned: "I have my own way!"

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