I am the chief of a primitive tribe

Mu Feng taught them for a long time before Li Hu and Ming Guang could barely learn how to tie a few knots. It was really laborious.

As for the wooden shackles, he didn't have to work hard. After he demonstrated it once, the two of them mastered it and happily made one themselves.

It can be seen that the two rough guys are not interested in knots that require dexterity, but are more proficient in simple and crude shackles.

However, considering the actual intelligence of the two people, it is absolutely impossible to judge by the conventional age of modern times, so he didn't care.

After teaching the two people, he told them: "Those slaves will live outside the tribe separately. Starting tomorrow, let two groups of slaves go to the middle of the second layer of the protective wall and the first layer of the protective wall to cultivate the land.

The other two groups will be directly pulled outside the wall to dig the moat around the city!"

"Yes!" Li Hu agreed.

"If the land is dug, let them start to build a three-layer protective wall at the edge of the jungle. Remember, let them do the things like moving stones, and let the tribesmen do it themselves as to how to build the wall and how to paste the mud!"

"Yes!"

"Well, good! Uncle Mingguang, have you peeled the ramie you brought back a few days ago?"

"It has been peeled and soaked in the sink as you said!" Mingguang replied.

Li Hu hurriedly added: "The mulberry bark has also been soaked in water!"

"Okay!" Mu Feng nodded, "It should be ready to use in a few days. Okay, you guys go and get busy first!"

"Yes!" The two said goodbye.

Mu Feng rubbed his head and carefully sorted out the things that happened in the past few days. He didn't expect that the Black Tooth tribe would invade because of ramie, but fortunately, the Jiang family also agreed.

And through this incident, he also had a general assessment of the current tribal combat power of the Jiang family.

That is, Jiang family should be able to protect themselves more than enough with the various advantages of the tribe when facing 500 to 1,000 people. But it may not be possible to win as smoothly as today.

Five or six hundred people were beaten to a pulp before they even met, and the reason for this was largely due to the full preparation in advance.

Traps, sneak attacks, tribal weapons and the addition of wolves determined that this was a one-sided massacre.

After this battle, the Black Fang tribe should have been seriously injured and no longer able to attack them, and Jiang family reduced a potential threat.

In addition, Jiang family also captured more than 60 slaves, and the labor force in the tribe increased.

Of course, this way, there are more mouths to feed in the tribe.

Even if the slaves are not given much food, it is still a lot for more than 90 people.

The terrible thing is that he still owes the wolf pack more than 30 sheep.

If Jiang family had nothing before, he would have owed it at most, anyway, a bald man is not afraid of many lepers.

The key is that although the Jiang family is not a wealthy family now, they have some savings and foundation, and they can't really cheat.

But generally speaking, this time the benefits outweigh the disadvantages.

"Alas, it's not easy to be a chief. I'm really worried and can't rest for a moment!" Mu Feng rubbed his head, "It will take a few days for the ramie to soak, and the spinning and weaving will be put off. Judging from the situation, it will probably soak until the rainy day."

"And before that, the relocation of the tribe must be completed." Mu Feng was thinking about whether to choose a sunny "auspicious day" to move, while looking around to see what he could move in this broken cave.

He looked left and right and found that there seemed to be nothing to move except the wooden tables and chairs and pottery he made, and a piece of animal skin.

"I'm really poor as an official!" Mu Feng shook his head, "Although I was given the biggest room, there's not enough space for these things! It seems that I'll have to find time on rainy days to get some things to put in the house."

He lamented that a writer had encountered a troublesome thing before. Because his pajamas were too beautiful, he disliked the wardrobe and changed the wardrobe. Later, he changed the house because the wardrobe was not good.

But he was just the opposite. The house was good enough. There was nothing inside.

Mu Feng wanted to cry but had no tears: "Fuck it!"

"I found something to do, but what about these tribesmen? I can't just sit idle for a month and eat up all the money?"

Mu Feng frowned and thought carefully, and then slapped his forehead: "Oh, my brain, if I want to go out on a rainy day, can't I just get a raincoat!"

"Raincoat, raincoat!" Mu Feng kept repeating, thinking carefully about what was related to "raincoat" around the tribe.

"Raincoats and umbrellas are good for keeping out the rain, but they don't work because we don't have the materials. So the only thing we can use is a straw raincoat!" Mu Feng's eyes lit up, "A straw raincoat with a bamboo hat, that's fine!"

"But the straw raincoat needs to be made of palm leaves, which are from the surrounding areas of the tribe.Judging from the vegetation, it doesn't look like there is any. But the last time I went to dig yellow clay, there were a lot of long-stemmed and wide-leaved grasses on the grassland. They are also quite tough and can be used as substitutes. It would be even better if we could find straw!"

"As for the raw materials for the bamboo hat, it's easy. The black bamboo itself is tough enough and the leaves are big, not inferior to the bamboo leaves."

"Technology is easy. I don't know how to do it, but the system does! "

After making up his mind, Mu Feng looked at the sky. It was already late, so he didn't go to look for Li Hu and Ming Guang.

The tribe had just experienced a war, and everything needed to be dealt with in a short time.

After so many days of intense preparation, he felt a little tired at this time. He ate and slept until noon the next day.

He slept until he woke up naturally, and when he woke up, he felt a little comforted in his "desolate situation".

He walked out of the cave and found that the sun was warm, and there was no sign of rain.

He thought about yesterday's plan, and then went to look for Ming Guang and Li Hu.

It must be said that although the two people's understanding ability is average, their execution strength is not compromised at all.

More than 90 slaves have all been wearing wooden shackles, and their feet are also tied with complex "trinity" knots.

What makes Mu Feng speechless is that the slaves' "uniform clothing" and configurations look more "imposing" than the free Jiang clan members wearing various animal skins.

"What the hell..." Mu Feng secretly complained in his heart, "No wonder those bosses in the previous life always said that the company's unified uniforms will give people a sense of vigor and professionalism!"

Thinking of this, Mu Feng glanced at the slaves and smiled maliciously: "Well, it is indeed very professional, very professional slave work clothes!"

Thinking of this, he felt a little balanced in his heart.

"However, it seems that it is necessary to get some uniform clothes, so that they can stand out in unison and have momentum even in a war! "

Mu Feng thought to himself, and he was concerned about this matter: "Alas, the chief is worried!"