I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

After sending away Changning, Mu Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Changning's attitude towards him has always been very good, those from her tribe may not be anymore.

After all, thinking about it, you can understand that Changning is like a jewel in the palm of a big tribe, and its status is extremely respected. How to be humble and polite to Mu Feng in such a small tribe?

The reason why Mu Feng was willing to teach her some advanced techniques was not only because she wanted to exchange materials for the tribe, but also because of her good attitude.

After all, they have such a good attitude, and have never bullied the weak, and he can't afford to stand up and make enemies for the Jiang family for nothing.

As for the Mang Dragon Ministry, Mu Feng hadn't paid attention to it from beginning to end.

Otherwise, he wouldn't just let Lihu go and dismiss the Mang Dragon Club.

After sending two groups of people away, Mu Feng handed in the task in the system, and he took a look at the items and skills that could be exchanged, and he deliberately exchanged something modern.

But seeing that a small bag of toothpaste requires 200 points of achievement, he decisively gave up.

After all, salt can also be used to brush your teeth. For other things, forbearance is also okay.

"It's so sad!" Mu Feng said, "Gu Ying feels self-pity", "Well, I am also a warchief in the first one, so my life is so horrible!"

But the actual reason is that he now fully understands the importance of achievement points, so he has to save his life by "picking badly".

Also, now that the wild boar has been caught, he also has a way to make some toiletries by himself, so that he can get achievement points.

"Haha!" Mu Feng looked at the task of "making soap" written on the system, and he could get 200 achievement points. He couldn't help but figure it out.

"The exchange of toothpaste starts at least 200, and it is not a permanent exchange. But I can not only make it for long-term use, but also earn 200 achievement points. I made 400 points after going back and forth!"

"It turns out that I am so suitable for living!" Mu Feng sighed secretly.

When the Mang Dragon Tribe wanted to plunder the Jiang clan again, Mu Feng was lamenting that the mental outlook of the Jiang clan needs to be improved. The crisis of the clan under his eyes had been resolved, and this matter had to be put on the agenda.

If you want to change the mental outlook of the tribe, you need to start from two aspects.

One is external and the other is internal.

The external image is good, refreshed, and the feeling will be different.

He couldn't help but vomit secretly when he thought of the unkempt appearance of his tribe, even his own image couldn't be seen.

"Make soap!" Mu Feng made a decision, "First, make everyone cleaner in appearance. Otherwise, it will be a pity that Bai Fang's delicate face will be lost!"

If he said nothing, he began to prepare the ingredients for soap making.

The material for making soap is also very simple, pig pancreas, plant ash.

Plant ash is readily available, and pig pancreas is also simple. Just go to the central government. He is responsible for the distribution and slaughter of prey in the tribe.

He remembered that one of the wild boars he brought back in the morning was dead. According to Mingguang, he would hand it over to Jiyang for processing when he turned around.

When he found Ji Yang, Mu Feng ordered a large piece of pancreas and lard fat.

But after seeing the wild boar handled by Ji Yang, he felt bad overall.

Because under Ji Yang's treatment, the meat from the wild boar was indeed eliminated as much as possible, but the other things in the water of the pig were thrown away!

This includes pig head, large intestine, pig blood and so on.

"Broiled pig's head, dried fatty intestines, sour pork blood vegetables..." Mu Feng felt his heart dripping with blood, "It's such a waste!"

However, he was helpless looking at the pig's water that had been soaked in too much pickled food.

In desperation, he had to say: "Don't kill wild boars for now. There are many things you throw away that can be made into delicious food!"

Ji Yang looked puzzled, but knew that the warchief would not aimlessly, nodded and agreed.

Mu Feng carried the pig pancreas back.

In fact, pig pancreas is a bit like lard. He wants to make soap, so he can only use pig pancreas.

As for the oil flower, of course he also has a magical effect.

The two should be separated.

But this is not a problem for Mu Feng. He directly spent 300 achievement points in exchange for a basic cooking technique, and branded the processing methods of various ingredients into his mind.

No way, even if he wants to "tighten his belt and live his life" now, he still knows that "whatever should be spent has to be spent."

He first found the ready-made plant ash, put it in a stone jar, mixed it with water, and stirred it evenly, and then spent 50 achievement points to exchange a piece of fine gauze from the system.

Then he used gauze to filter the water made from plant ash to obtain plant lye, set it up on the fire, boil it on it, and further concentrate the lye.

Finally, he separated the pancreas from the lard, put the pork pancreas in a stone jar, put it on the fire and started refining.

When the two stone pots were "cracking" at the same time, Mu Feng frowned and thought about it, and quickly grabbed a lot of Sophora japonica flowers sent by White Fang and placed it in the pot of ash water.

You know, the combination of alkaline water and pig pancreas is the oldest method of making soap.

But the soap produced in this way also has an oily smell.

Now he puts Sophora japonica in it, hoping to cover the oily smell with the fragrance of Sophora japonica.

Sure enough, wisps of sweet floral scent wafted from the lye jar.

Mu Feng watched and boiled for a while, then picked out all the Sophora japonica flowers with chopsticks, and then poured the already-trained pig pancreas oil into the concentrated alkaline water.

Finally, Mu Feng stirred in the stone pot with his chopsticks, and continued to heat it.

The pancreas oil flower and lye are quickly saponified and become a pale yellow viscous paste.

Smelling the faint fragrance of flowers and the peculiar smell of soap in the air, Mu Feng turned off the fire and grinned: "It's done!"

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