I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Mu Feng's most direct idea is to send some **** "special products" to the Blue Bird Ministry in exchange for the Yanhuo Ministry.

It is equivalent to learning the old beauty and spending money to buy territories.

But after thinking about it, I felt wrong.

One is that something that can change so many people must be a good thing.

The second is that the Yanhuo tribes don't have a high degree of recognition of Dajiang, and it takes a long time to assimilate.

If he wants to exchange something, he will definitely not do it.

The assimilation time is too long, and he has no patience.

"Big Jiang Xiaomen, I can't take a look at the Blue Bird Club. I feel distressed if I send more. Forget it, forget it, I can't send it!" Mu Feng thought to himself, "I have to think of a way to beat the Yanhuo Department , Find a reason to beat them up, let them know who is the boss in this piece, and then give them sweet dates!"

"In this way, they know that my **** is strong, and they can also feel that **** is good. Anyway, it is better than staying with the blue bird club!" He grinned, "That's it!"

As for the Blue Bird Club, if there are any comments, he can take someone to the Blue Bird Club for a trip.

Anyway, sooner or later he was going to the Blue Bird Club to propose a marriage. He took advantage of this opportunity to go and settle the matter together.

Mu Feng sighed again when he thought of mentioning marriage.

He thought of Langqiu and Huaguzi—he didn't expect these two old guys to have such a love history.

Especially when Wolf Hill heard "I have a nephew to send an armored earth dragon", his eyes are completely shining!

"Oh, I'm still very kind!" Mu Feng sighed, "I'm still alone, but I first contributed to a pair of old mandarin ducks!"

The plan had been settled, and he hurriedly had people chase Konoha back, and told him his plans for the Yanhuo Department, asking him to chase Hanshu and Fuyu, and make a little friction with the Yanhuo Department.

"Remember, tell them, don't kill! Send them the news that the Red Luan Ministry is my Dajiang branch!" Mu Feng exhorted.

To avoid ambiguity, Mu Feng hurriedly wrote a letter asking him to bring it to Han Shu and Fuyu.

After confirming that it was correct, he gave it to Konoha and asked him to take the people away.

Mu Feng felt a little worried.

If this kind of thing is handed over to Baiyue, it will naturally come.

After all, he has promoted several tribal conflicts in the Changli realm, and he is just right.

Mu Feng would naturally feel relieved if he was responsible for it.

However, Baiyue was in the West, so distracted.

And he can't do everything by himself, he always wants to give his people a chance to grow up.

Especially since this matter involves the Blue Bird Ministry, it is not easy for him to come out in person.

It really was going to be a big deal, and the Blue Bird Club was angry again, and he would come forward to mediate again.

In his eyes, this kind of thing would have to be a fight between the children, and Da Jiang would definitely win.

In the end, everything goes well without saying anything. Once the other party loses his face, Mu Feng, the "adult" who is the parent, can just say two good things.

What's more, with Han Shu, Fuyu and Konoha, the three of them can be regarded as the top "smart command team" of Jiang, and the problem should not be big if they can handle this conflict.

He has other things to do now!

Because he had already let out the conversation in the city, and provided the small tribes with the opportunity to work and earn copper coins.

Originally, he was not sure about the reaction of these tribes, but after experiencing it, he determined that it was definitely feasible to recruit new tribesmen by "recruitment".

Now that this method is feasible, he will plan and prepare well next.

The first is to prepare those jobs for these people.

He didn't want to ask these people to "move the stones from east to west and from west to east" to find reasons to give money.

He is going to send out some of Dajiang's basic work "engineering construction" work.

Such as digging, digging trenches and so on.

If this method works well in the later period, he can also organize these people to carry out large-scale reclamation of wasteland for planting, and let them help **** grow more grain and vegetables, so that more food can be produced for ginger.

When it comes to the day when the big **** can't be eaten, he can trade the grain and food again.

With this cycle going on, Da Jiang could almost swallow all these tribes without blood.

At present, what Mufeng can arrange to try is to build an outer city centered on Xiaoshi!

The scale of this city can be compared to the construction scale of Dajiang's Dragon City, and it can be even larger.

Of course, considering the amount of work, a wall can be built on the west side of Paixiu City based on the terrain, which can be counted as a defense against the dangers of the West.

As for the East, it is the cities of Xuanwu and Suzaku that are connected, which is not dangerous.

In his mind, the Paixiucheng generation is destined to become Manhattan in New York, Lujiazui in Shanghai, and CBD in Dajiang.

Now that the "construction project" has been decided, the supporting things must keep up-the shelter, food, tools and other things needed for these "parties" need to keep up.

These things are not troublesome, but the problem is that they are more cumbersome and require patience.

He thought about it all the way. After arriving at the tribe, he was afraid that he would forget it. He hurriedly found paper and pen to write while thinking. After nearly ten blank papers, he finally listed the things that need to be paid attention to and prepared for a complete construction project.

He took a long sigh of relief, and found Lihu, Mingguang, Changshui, and Qige, and explained his plan to them in detail.

The four of them were dumbfounded when they heard Mu Feng's plan.

Their reaction was the same as that of people like Da Huyou and Han Shu, thinking that Mu Feng was "crazy."

But after Mu Feng briefly stated his true intention to do so, the three of them all remembered Mu Feng's arrangement with shocking heart.

Mu Feng's plan to recruit workers by earning copper coins to assimilate the new tribe was referred to as the "copper coin penetration plan" by Mu Feng.

He carefully deployed every step and told them: "At present, the construction of the west wall of Paixiu City is the first place. Except for the quantitative slaves needed by the Qilin City that is under construction, the rest of the slaves are sent to Xuanwu City and Paixiu City. You have to do well to prevent slaves from changing things!"

Mingguang nodded quickly in response: "Yes!"

"The construction of the new city wall needs to be supervised. By that time, Jiuzhu may be busy. Changshui, you will work hard at that time and run more to Paixiu City!"

Chang Shui looked excited: "For the tribe, no hard work! I also want to get familiar with my new city of Dajiang!"

Mu Feng nodded: "Very good!"

Then he looked at Lihu: "The food and tools needed in the new city should be prepared. You must make sure that everything is clearly recorded in Lihu."

Lihu knew that Dajiang's tools were different from those of others, so he dared not to be sloppy and nodded quickly.

Mu Feng said to a few people: "The tools needed to make, seven grids rush to make a batch! You remember how much you go out, and how much you go out when you get to Lihu, you also remember. Finally, you get to Jiuzhu and Changshui. , How many tools are sent out and how many are recovered, each must be accurately accounted for! Once there is something that is not recovered, and whoever is the problem, I will hold him accountable!"

Several people nodded together: "Yes!"

Mu Feng nodded with satisfaction: "Well, that's all about the copper coin penetration plan. See if you don't understand, I'll say it again. If you don't have one, go and go!"

"Yes!"

Several people got up one after another. At this moment, Lihu scratched his head and said: "Warchief, I have something to tell you..."

"What's the matter?" Mu Feng wondered.

"It's the people you brought back from Changli Department, how to deal with it?"

"People from the Changli realm?" Mu Feng patted his head, "Ah, forget them!"

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