I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

The weather was originally very hot, but with the beginning of the autumn harvest, the weather seemed to be cold.

When Mu Feng got up in the morning, he felt a little cold.

He found Lihu to confirm with him whether the fur in the tribe was enough for the tribe to survive the winter.

If it is not enough, a large amount of furs can be exchanged for the immediate market.

Lihu told him: "Warchief, don't worry, there will be enough fur!"

Mu Feng nodded: "That's good, get enough fur, forage, and firewood before the winter, and don't let the people of the tribe be frozen in the winter!"

Lihu nodded his head.

He suddenly felt a little unreal.

Because before the winter, the old chief asked the most: "Is there enough food to survive the winter?"

But now, before autumn has passed, the warchief is already worrying about winter.

And what he is worried about is not food, but whether the people can wear warmth.

"Da Jiang is really powerful!" Lihu said to himself.

After morning, the sun began to warm up again.

The clansmen are busy.

Mu Feng got up again, squatting on the edge of the valley to bask in the sun, watching the corn and soybeans, to prevent the birds from stealing the food.

In fact, this job has already been done-the children in the tribe.

But now Mu Feng was watching here, and the group of children became bold and ran around in the tribe, dragging the marijuana by their tails to play.

Cannabis seeds are now domesticated like domestic dogs, and there is no need to worry about them hurting people.

Mu Feng just squatted on the edge of the valley and teased the Flycatcher Xiaohuang with soybeans to see if he could eat it.

As you can imagine, Xiao Huang is a very small carnivore.

He was really annoyed by the wooden wind teasing him, so he flew to the low branch on one side and squinted to bask in the sun.

Mu Feng was bored, looking around, there was no better pastime, ran to the pile of yellow potatoes, picked a yellow potato and wiped it, nibbling off the outer skin to deal with it.

Frankly speaking, the pure natural, pollution-free and original yellow potato tastes really good...

But he still had nothing to do—because someone was busy doing everything.

Now the only thing that can make him care about is to prepare for the two days of the city.

But Xiaoshi had Baiyue's preparations, and he was a hundred rest assured.

"It's boring!" Mu Feng sighed, spitting out a mouthful of yellow potato skins.

At this moment, someone outside the tribe began to shout from a distance: "Great Chief, Great Chief!"

"Huh?" Mu Feng's eyes lit up, "Something?"

Before he could react, he saw a group of people walking towards the tribe at the gate of the tribe from a distance.

Mu Feng reacted slightly in a daze.

Only the people from the Blue Bird Club can ride to the gate of Dajiang and walk towards him unimpeded.

Sure enough, before he stood up, a familiar figure turned over from the group of dragons.

The visitor was dressed in white fur, with a pair of phoenix eyes, cheerfulness hung on his face, and he trot towards Mu Feng with his toes.

Before the person arrived, the voice was already rushing: "Warchief, I'm coming!"

It is Changning!

A smile appeared on Mu Feng's face: "Yo, the distinguished guest from the Blue Bird Club is here!"

Changning was taken aback, and then smiled happily: "Yes, yes! I'm here to bring you salt!"

With that said, she watched Mu Feng's reaction carefully.

Because she quietly replaced "you" with "you", small changes have very different meanings.

Because she came with great news.

Unexpectedly, Mu Feng didn't care, but smiled and said to her: "Hey, come here, what else to bring!"

But he didn't be polite to Changning, and smiled: "Since you sent them all, I am not polite to you anymore."

Changning smiled, with starlight in his eyes. He approached him and took a close look at the yellow potato in Mufeng's hand: "What is this, can you eat it?"

Mu Feng nodded: "It's edible!"

"Is it delicious?" Changning looked forward to it, saying that he was about to "take" half of the gnawed yellow potato from Mu Feng's hand, without the slightest intention to care.

Because from Mufeng, he knows a lot of things to eat, and they taste good!

"Not bad, would you like to try it?" Mu Feng avoided her hand and asked with a smile.

Changning nodded.

So Mu Feng found another yellow potato from the ground, rubbed the mud, and handed it to Changning.

Changning was taken aback: "This is all mud on top, how do you eat it?"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "Just like me, just gnaw off the skin!"

Then he made a demonstration.

Unexpectedly, Changning was also unambiguous, and he did exactly what he did. As a result, a mouthful of yellow potato skin did not come out, and a lot of mud was poured.

Her pretty face was bitter: "It's all mud, it's not delicious!"

Mu Feng laughed dumbly, just thinking that such a rash girl is really cute, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll wash it for you!"

As he said, he reached out and took the yellow potato from Changning, and went straight to find water.

Changning followed happily, ignoring the people behind him.

Aguli, who was so provoked that accompanied him, yelled again and again: "Mado, also Mado!"

Changning just turned around and waved at him and shouted, "Those salty mud are looking for their leader, I'm busy!"

After that, she hurried to trot and chased Mu Feng, and ran up and down to Mu Feng's side: "Why don't you go to the Blue Bird Club to see me?"

"Huh?" Mu Feng was washing the yellow potatoes while wondering, "Go to your tribe to see you?"

"Yeah!" Changning looked happy, and raised his eyebrows. "My father has already said in the tribe that he wants to choose another heir to the warchief!"

"Huh?" Mu Feng was surprised, and then reacted, "They agreed to marry you?"

"Yeah!" Changning had a pretty face with Feixia, lowered her head a little, and immediately looked at Mu Feng, "So, do you want to see me?"

Mu Feng was stunned, then nodded and smiled: "Well, um, I should go see you!"

Changning's small face is really red now, and the ears are also dyed red. He lowered his head and said, "This is what you said!"

"Yeah!" Mu Feng grinned, "Hey, your yellow potato, try it!"

At the same time, he thought to himself: "Hey, you are not as shy as a girl, but I can still squeeze and lose the scene? Ahem, the key is to fall in love with a girl, I have no experience!"

Changning was so excited that he took Mu Feng's hand, took a bite of the yellow potato, and then smiled sweetly: "Ah, this tastes really good! There is also some sweetness..."

After a pause, Chang Ning suddenly thought of something, Feng Miao said with a thin anger: "I remember, the old guy with the black face when he was in the black bear department last time had any candy, he didn't have me! "

"Oh!" Mu Fengxin said, "It turns out that women hold grudges regardless of age or age!"

He chuckled and shook his head: "Don't worry, I will definitely give it to you this time!"

Changning was happy, and when he looked at Mu Feng, his face was full of joy and his eyes were full of stars.

She shook the yellow potato in her hand and said with a smile: "I want this thing too!"

"Do you want this too?" Mu Feng was taken aback.

"Why, even if you marry someone else, you need to give something, right?" Changning looked serious, with firmness in her phoenix eyes.

"Puff!" Mu Feng couldn't help laughing. "You mean the bride price... use this yellow potato?"

He nodded decisively, grinned and grinned: "Yes, how much do you want this thing?"

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