I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Mu Feng was secretly pleased with the promise of Da Fudge.

According to his original idea, as long as this big fool didn't have any crooked thoughts on Jiang and could help him recruit the tribe, he would give him more weapons such as salt, bone knives and sticks. Give it a little.

But this time he found that Da Huyou had changed the direction of the wind and changed from the original greed for petty gains to the "hedonic" wind.

Mu Feng "begs for others", so naturally he "chooses what he likes", decisively "gritting his teeth" and taking out the "precious" candy.

Da Huyou tasted the sweetness of the sugar cubes, his eyes became hot suddenly, and Baba looked at the sugar cubes in front of Mu Feng.

Because of the small size, this thing becomes more and more precious!

"Old, brother!" Da Huyou was obviously short of breath, "Since this thing was given to me, can you give it to me?"

"This old guy is really impatient!" Mu Fengxin said, but smiled on his face, "Yes, of course, it was originally yours!"

"But brother, I will teach you how to use this thing!" Mu Feng said with a smile, "I discovered this accidentally. Get such a small piece, put it in so much water, stir it well, you try again !"

Da Huyou did the same, took a sip of sugar water, his face was surprised and pleasantly surprised, obviously very satisfied.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand and patted Mu Feng again: "Brother, you are so active, where did you get it?"

Mu Feng's face was embarrassed: "Brother, we don't have many, this time I brought you half of it!"

Da Huyou is not ashamed of being an old man. He saw that Mu Feng was embarrassed and didn't want to tell the origin of this thing, but he was very happy to hear the word "half"-this shows his position in Mu Feng's mind!

He laughed and said: "Haha, it's because the old man is impatient, don't ask, don't ask! Let's talk, how many people do you want?"

"Oh!" Mu Feng was startled, "How does this old guy feel like a trafficker in such a big tone!"

He looked at Big Flicker with a puzzled face, scratched his head, asking for advice.

Unexpectedly, Da Huyou pulled him to the front of the thatched house, quietly pointed his probe at the people who were trading not far away, and said with a low smile: "Brother, what do you think of these people?"

"Huh?" Mu Feng was surprised, and looked at Da Huyou in amazement, "Taking all these people away?"

Big Flicker was also taken aback: "Abandoned?"

Then he shook his head hurriedly: "Brother, what do you think, these people are all bought by me to trade in the market, and you have taken all the people away from me. Who else would dare to trade in our black bear department in the future?"

"I'm going!" Mu Feng suddenly reacted, including the strange look on Da Huyou's face just now.

This big flicker now wants to open this small market. As for whether there is anything traded in the small market, he doesn't care, anyway, as long as he drives it down, Mu Feng promises him a jar of salt every month.

This is similar to many brand stores in the previous life. There may not be much business in the store, and the boss doesn't care whether it is good or not. If the store is open anyway, the brand owner will also have a subsidy for brand promotion.

"It turns out that this old guy had this idea!" Mu Feng couldn't laugh or cry. "I said why the old guy who came to the city is so poor that everyone is so poor!"

"No wonder he would be surprised when he saw Changshui and Jiuzhu who became Jiang's people. At this rate, I would absorb people once when I opened the city, and soon he couldn't find anyone to join the city to join in the fun. When the time comes to open the city, his salt will be gone..."

After understanding this old guy’s thoughts, Mu Feng was relieved again, his chest slammed: "Brother, what are you talking about, you help me so, how can I kidnap people in your place? Who would dare to believe you in the future like that!"

Da Huyou relieved his mind and said with a smile: "I am the one who showed you this! To tell you the truth, some people here may not be able to trade things, but some people really come to exchange things! "

"Sure enough!" Mu Fengxin said, "This old fox really made a part of it to join the crowd! He would be a sales genius if he kept it in the previous life!"

Mu Feng's face showed a more real appearance: "Brother! I believe you so, you find such a person to fool me, no wonder my people complain about me one by one, saying that no good things can be exchanged, so I ran a few times in vain!"

Da Huyou hurriedly said: "How can you run for nothing? Didn't you pull a lot of rocks every time? You got a new tribe!"

Mu Feng "doesn't care": "Those stones are hard to pull. If you can't exchange good things, no matter how many stones are, it's no use!"

As he said, he was careful to pretend to glance at Da Huyou inadvertently, and only after seeing his embarrassment, he was relieved.

He immediately said again: "Forget it, forget it, who called us a brother tribe? Brother, you still have a good temper with me. How can you say it helped me this time!"

"Right right!" Da Huyou went down to the donkey, and quickly changed the subject: "Speaking of business, you see these people, those with things in front of them, can be exchanged. Those who walk back and forth, most of them are not exchangeable. Yes, or I didn’t bring anything this time!"

Mu Fengxin said, "Aren't you nonsense!"

But he nodded his head and motioned for him to continue.

Da Huyou really got serious now: "These people, on behalf of their tribe, have told me several times that they want to join our black bear department. After all, you also know that the black bear department is a big tribe in this area. "

Mu Feng was stunned for a moment, his face was weird, he almost didn't hold back his smile, and said inwardly: "Black Bear Ministry, big tribe?"

Da Huyou seemed to realize that this is wrong, and he quickly "coughed" before saying: "But you know, brother, I just thought about how to fix the black bear tribe’s current food and clothing, which I had time to manage them, so I didn’t agree."

Mu Feng thought to himself: "You want to agree, the key is that you have squandered all the things you got!"

But he also thought about this, and definitely wouldn't say it.

Da Huyouwu said to himself: "So you look at these people. If you can, you can discuss with them and ask if they would like to go back with you?"

After a pause, he kindly reminded: "But this group of people are from various tribes, there are a lot of people, if your tribe doesn't have enough food, let's forget it!"

Mu Feng's heart blossomed: "The more the better, the more I am afraid!"

He suppressed a smile and asked, "Oh, how many are there?"

Da Huyou scratched his head: "Let me think about it. There seem to be more than one hundred people in the Heishui Department, three hundred people in the Yiluo Department, and two hundred or three hundred tribes. I can't remember the names of them! "

"Huh?" Mu Feng was strange, "Two or three hundred tribes? Want to join your black bear clan?"

Da Huyou gave him a white look: "What's wrong with the two hundred and three hundred, it's still the wandering department... They don't even have a great chief, and they have few weapons, no great chief, no weapons, just a small tribe!"

Mu Feng's eyes lit up again and repeated: "There is no warchief, no weapons..."

In other words, such tribes have lost the basis of becoming an independent tribe. They are either facing the slowly scattered death of the tribe, or someone is willing to accept them.

In this case, as long as there is a choice, the individual knows how to choose.

This is definitely good news for Mu Feng and Jiang!

This trip was not in vain!

However, how did the two-hundred-three-hundred tribes become wandering tribes?

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