The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 155 Wash and eat?

When Chen Bei and others returned to the tribe, the whole tribe was in a commotion, because there were too many people brought back this time.

More than 1000 people, which is more than the total population of the current Mang tribe.

At present, there are only more than 800 people in the Mang tribe, including the captives of a small tribe.

After a winter, most of the captives have worked hard to get rid of their status as captives. There are only twenty or thirty people left. I believe it will not take long before they will figure it out.

"Leader, with so many people, what are they supposed to do?"

In the tribe, the elder looked at the large crowd of people and felt worried.

When I was in the Turtle Tribe, when the population was the largest, there were only more than 300 people. Later, in the Mang Tribe, I have never seen so many people.

The tribe is getting bigger and bigger, but there are fewer and fewer things he can do, because he doesn't know how to manage such a big tribe, that is, he can only teach children.

A good elder is almost becoming the mascot of the tribe.

Chen Bei said: "It's very simple, just need to add more people to each team and each workshop, but before that, let them do some other things, tame them first, and then work."

"Let them go to open up wasteland?" The elder asked uncertainly.

"Let them build houses first, and then divide half of them to open up wasteland, and the other half, I plan to let them build walls for our tribe."

"Wall? Why build a wall?" The elder was a little puzzled.

Chen Bei explained: "Build a solid high wall to surround our entire tribe, leaving only a few entrances and exits, so that no matter whether it is an enemy or a beast, it will not be so easy to enter our tribe."

The elder's eyes lit up, and he said, "That's a good idea, I agree."

Chen Bei said with a smile: "At that time, we need to ask the elders to supervise, so that no one will be lazy."

The elder raised his eyelids, raised his beard, and said, "Whoever dares to be lazy will not be given food, and I will still whip him!"

"Yes, if you are lazy, you should whip it a few times, and you will be honest in the future, then leave this matter to the elders."

"Don't worry, leader. Although I am old and in good health, I must take good care of them."

Chen Bei felt that it would be good to find something for the elder to do, so that he would not be too boring.

When this person is old, he is afraid of being idle, and he will think too much when he is idle. Only when he is busy can he be full of hope for life.

On the same day, Chenbei asked the totem warriors to take the more than 1000 people to the creek. There were men on one side and women on the other, guarded by male and female warriors respectively.

First thing, take a shower!
"Everyone in our Mang tribe must keep clean, no matter who they are, even if they are captives."

Chen Bei still understands the truth that hygiene can reduce illness. In fact, under Chen Bei's leadership, the Mang tribe is much cleaner than other tribes.

Now the Mang tribe has a special hut, instead of defecating everywhere like other tribes.

The manure from the hut is picked up by the planting team every day and used as fertilizer.

All the captives were stripped clean, and stood shivering by the stream one by one, and were brushed by the Mang tribe with a brush made of wild boar hair while pouring water.

These prisoners didn't know how long they hadn't bathed, and their bodies were covered in blackness. After washing and brushing, the water that flowed down turned black.

"Ah!" A prisoner screamed like a pig being killed after being brushed violently by a rough pig hair brush.

Especially when brushing an important part, because the strength is not weakened, the voice of the prisoner is even more shrill and changed.

When the other prisoners heard his voice, their faces showed fear, their naked bodies trembled in the wind, and certain parts tightened even more.

While brushing, Lie scolded: "How long has it been since you took a bath? It's so dirty and smelly, it's not as clean as the wild boars in our tribe."

Chen Bei pinched his nose at the side, and said, "Say less, wash quickly."

Lie continued to wash with a black face, but he didn't remember that they were so dirty before, but when they came to the Mang Tribe, under Chen Bei's compulsory request, they gradually became more hygienic.

The captives were very panicked, but they were powerless to resist. If they resisted a little, they would be beaten violently.

The key is that these totem warriors are very measured, and they are painful without hurting their bones.

A prisoner whispered: "What are they going to do, isn't it to clean us up, kill us and eat us?"

After he said this, the nearby prisoners panicked, because they felt that it was very possible, otherwise why would they wash it up?
"I don't want to die, I don't want to be eaten." A prisoner was frightened and cried.

It is human nature to be afraid of death, especially after losing faith.

Now they have no totem gods to believe in, but they are more afraid of death than before.

"What's the noise?"

Yun was nearby, and after hearing their voices, he walked over and stared at them with an unkind expression.

One of the prisoners boldly asked, "Are you going to clean us up, kill us and eat meat?"

When Yun heard this, he was angry and funny, and said, "Who cares about your meat? Don't worry, our tribe never eats people."

"Then...then why wash us like this."

Yun frowned, and said, "Because our leader doesn't like dirty people, is there a problem?"

"No...no..."

These captives breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they don't get eaten, they are not qualified to comment on the hobbies of the leaders of the Mang tribe, after all, their lives are still in their hands.

This is not only the case on the side of the male captives, but also on the side of the female captives, screaming again and again, and the good people of the Mang tribe even came out to watch the fun, all of them smiling.

More than 1000 people bathed at the same time, and the stream was blackened, which shows how dirty they are.

After washing, all the clothes they had worn before were burned, and a big fire was lit, because they had many fleas in them, and they were so torn.

The prisoners watched their clothes being burned, and many of them shed tears. These clothes were not easy to come by.

"Why are you crying? It's not that there are no clothes for you to wear!"

The totem warriors of the Mang tribe took out a large number of bark clothes from the tribe cursing.

There is no shortage of these bark-clothed tribes now, and they have even piled up into mountains. This is due to the fact that the clothing workshops have been working all year round and have never stopped.

Not to mention tree bark clothes, even animal skin clothes, the Mang tribe is not short of them now. The large number of gray-haired rabbits not only provide a lot of meat, but also provide a lot of rabbit skins for making clothes.

These totem warriors threw the bark clothes in front of the captives and said, "Put it on quickly."

"Such nice clothes, for us?"

Those captives couldn't believe it. Just now they were still sad that their only clothes were burned, and they had new clothes to wear in a blink of an eye. It was like a dream.

"Let you wear whatever you want, so why are there so many problems? If you can come to our Mang tribe, you can laugh secretly in the future." The totem warrior was too lazy to talk nonsense to them.

Those captives picked up the bark coats on the ground one after another, scrambling to put them on, fearing that they would be snatched away by others.

Their scramble would inevitably lead to a "physics" education by the totem warriors of the Mang tribe, but these captives didn't care too much, as long as they had clothes to wear, what was a beating?
(End of this chapter)