Chapter 55
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The smell of chicken soup attracted the whole tribe because they had never smelled anything so delicious.
Mu Feng looked amusedly at the clansmen holding bowls and waiting for the soup.
Bai Fang, who was cooking the soup, attracted all the attention, imitating what Mu Feng had done before, tasted the saltiness with a wooden spoon, and then handed the spoon to Ji Yang, who distributes food among the tribe.
The most fair person in a tribe can handle the utensils for distributing food, and Ji Yang is such a spoon holder.
Jiyang, who took the spoon from Bai Fang, was also very excited, because he was about to distribute the most delicious food of the tribe so far!
"Don't worry, everyone has a share!" Ji Yang took a spoon and began to share the soup.
Everyone got soup and chicken.
Although there are only more than twenty chickens, each one weighs about ten to twenty kilograms—they are all big chickens.
In addition, there are a lot of bamboo shoots and mushrooms, so everyone's stone bowl is full and fragrant.
For a moment, the entire Jiang clan was enveloped in a fragrant smell, and everyone drank soup and ate meat with stone bowls.
“This food tastes really good!”
"It turns out that chicken is stewed like this!"
"This one that looks like grass is a mushroom? The taste is also very good!"
"It turns out that bamboo shoots can also be eaten!"
Mu Feng watched the tribal people get together holding stone bowls, squatting or standing, happily drinking soup, feeling very satisfied.
He himself stood on a high ground with a stone bowl in his hand and said, "Everyone is drinking chicken soup now, does it taste good?"
Everyone responded together: "Good!"
Mu Feng asked again: "Are the bamboo shoots and mushrooms in the soup delicious?"
Everyone responded in unison: "It's delicious!"
Mu Feng nodded in satisfaction: "Then what I want to tell you now is that not only mushrooms and bamboo shoots are edible, but there are many other things that can be eaten in the wild! And we can grow and eat these things ourselves!"
The members of the Jiang clan began to discuss: "Really, that's great!"
"But how?"
"Didn't the great chief say that we still want to grow corn?"
...
Hearing everyone's discussion, Mu Feng said with a smile: "Now I think everyone understands that in the future we will not only grow mushrooms, but also corn, and many other things!"
Soon someone asked: "Great chief, how do we grow corn?"
Mu Feng smiled and said: "This is simple! After everyone finishes eating, we will plant corn in the west of the tribe!"
"Good!" The crowd cheered.
Seeing that the clansman understood the necessity of planting corn, Mu Feng secretly thanked himself for thinking of a good way.
After all, with the understanding ability of the tribal people, if they simply talk about the benefits of planting crops, they may not be able to understand.
Now he just let everyone understand through one meal, plus mushrooms and bamboo shoots, that what he eats is not only meat, but also plants that grow in the ground.
Soon after everyone finished eating, they all looked at Mu Feng eagerly.
They all understand now that if they follow what Mu Feng said, there will be endless delicious food in the future, and they don't have to worry about food anymore.
Mu Feng nodded: "Everyone should bring bone knives and go to the west of the tribe to dig up all the grass in the open space, and turn up the soil by the way!"
So everyone did what Mu Feng said, and started digging with bone knives.
Inspired by the wood wind, everyone was full of energy, digging soil and selecting grass with great care.
So much so that even a blade of grass could not be seen on the ground turned over by the tribe.
"I'll go, the effect is better than plowing the land!" Mu Feng looked at the large open space that was quickly cleared, and couldn't help sighing, "There should be two or three acres, right?"
Li Hu stood in the plowed field, looked around, and looked at Mu Feng in a daze: "Great chief, now that the grass here has been cleared, isn't the tribe different from the jungle?"
Mu Feng understood Li Hu's meaning.
The things in the tribe should be integrated with the surrounding environment, only in this way will the tribe not appear too abrupt in the wilderness.
Naturally, many unnecessary risks are reduced.
He smiled and shook his head: "We are all farming, why do we have to be like a jungle?"
After a pause, he added: "I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, we won't have to worry about any danger from the wild jungle in the future!"
After hearing Mu Feng's words, Li Hu was completely relieved.
He nodded solemnly: "Then how should we grow corn now?"
"Let me teach you!" Mu Feng took a bone knife and dug a small hole about seven or eight centimeters deep in the ground, put down a corn kernel, and buried the soil just dug with his feet facing the small hole, and then Stepped on two feet.
Then he dug another hole more than ten centimeters away from the small hole just now, and concocted it according to the law.
Then he raised his head and looked at the people around him: "From here to there, just plant in this direction!"
The members of the Jiang clan looked at me and I looked at you, with curiosity on their faces.
Li Hu scratched his head: "Then what if it grows all the way there?"
Mu Feng was helpless: "Won't you start a new line?"
"This..." Li Hu was embarrassed, but still didn't understand.
Mu Feng then dug another hole at the position where the hole was dug just now, with an interval of about ten centimeters in the horizontal direction, then pointed in the direction, and looked at Li Hu: "Do you understand now?"
"Oh!" Not only Li Hu, but everyone else understood now.
But Li Hu asked another question: "Chief, if you plant corn kernels, you can grow corn, but what about the corn cobs?"
Mu Feng was completely speechless: "Corn cobs can't be planted, they can be used as firewood!"
After a pause, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he grinned and said, "No, crushed corn cobs can be used to grow mushrooms!"
(end of this chapter)
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The smell of chicken soup attracted the whole tribe because they had never smelled anything so delicious.
Mu Feng looked amusedly at the clansmen holding bowls and waiting for the soup.
Bai Fang, who was cooking the soup, attracted all the attention, imitating what Mu Feng had done before, tasted the saltiness with a wooden spoon, and then handed the spoon to Ji Yang, who distributes food among the tribe.
The most fair person in a tribe can handle the utensils for distributing food, and Ji Yang is such a spoon holder.
Jiyang, who took the spoon from Bai Fang, was also very excited, because he was about to distribute the most delicious food of the tribe so far!
"Don't worry, everyone has a share!" Ji Yang took a spoon and began to share the soup.
Everyone got soup and chicken.
Although there are only more than twenty chickens, each one weighs about ten to twenty kilograms—they are all big chickens.
In addition, there are a lot of bamboo shoots and mushrooms, so everyone's stone bowl is full and fragrant.
For a moment, the entire Jiang clan was enveloped in a fragrant smell, and everyone drank soup and ate meat with stone bowls.
“This food tastes really good!”
"It turns out that chicken is stewed like this!"
"This one that looks like grass is a mushroom? The taste is also very good!"
"It turns out that bamboo shoots can also be eaten!"
Mu Feng watched the tribal people get together holding stone bowls, squatting or standing, happily drinking soup, feeling very satisfied.
He himself stood on a high ground with a stone bowl in his hand and said, "Everyone is drinking chicken soup now, does it taste good?"
Everyone responded together: "Good!"
Mu Feng asked again: "Are the bamboo shoots and mushrooms in the soup delicious?"
Everyone responded in unison: "It's delicious!"
Mu Feng nodded in satisfaction: "Then what I want to tell you now is that not only mushrooms and bamboo shoots are edible, but there are many other things that can be eaten in the wild! And we can grow and eat these things ourselves!"
The members of the Jiang clan began to discuss: "Really, that's great!"
"But how?"
"Didn't the great chief say that we still want to grow corn?"
...
Hearing everyone's discussion, Mu Feng said with a smile: "Now I think everyone understands that in the future we will not only grow mushrooms, but also corn, and many other things!"
Soon someone asked: "Great chief, how do we grow corn?"
Mu Feng smiled and said: "This is simple! After everyone finishes eating, we will plant corn in the west of the tribe!"
"Good!" The crowd cheered.
Seeing that the clansman understood the necessity of planting corn, Mu Feng secretly thanked himself for thinking of a good way.
After all, with the understanding ability of the tribal people, if they simply talk about the benefits of planting crops, they may not be able to understand.
Now he just let everyone understand through one meal, plus mushrooms and bamboo shoots, that what he eats is not only meat, but also plants that grow in the ground.
Soon after everyone finished eating, they all looked at Mu Feng eagerly.
They all understand now that if they follow what Mu Feng said, there will be endless delicious food in the future, and they don't have to worry about food anymore.
Mu Feng nodded: "Everyone should bring bone knives and go to the west of the tribe to dig up all the grass in the open space, and turn up the soil by the way!"
So everyone did what Mu Feng said, and started digging with bone knives.
Inspired by the wood wind, everyone was full of energy, digging soil and selecting grass with great care.
So much so that even a blade of grass could not be seen on the ground turned over by the tribe.
"I'll go, the effect is better than plowing the land!" Mu Feng looked at the large open space that was quickly cleared, and couldn't help sighing, "There should be two or three acres, right?"
Li Hu stood in the plowed field, looked around, and looked at Mu Feng in a daze: "Great chief, now that the grass here has been cleared, isn't the tribe different from the jungle?"
Mu Feng understood Li Hu's meaning.
The things in the tribe should be integrated with the surrounding environment, only in this way will the tribe not appear too abrupt in the wilderness.
Naturally, many unnecessary risks are reduced.
He smiled and shook his head: "We are all farming, why do we have to be like a jungle?"
After a pause, he added: "I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, we won't have to worry about any danger from the wild jungle in the future!"
After hearing Mu Feng's words, Li Hu was completely relieved.
He nodded solemnly: "Then how should we grow corn now?"
"Let me teach you!" Mu Feng took a bone knife and dug a small hole about seven or eight centimeters deep in the ground, put down a corn kernel, and buried the soil just dug with his feet facing the small hole, and then Stepped on two feet.
Then he dug another hole more than ten centimeters away from the small hole just now, and concocted it according to the law.
Then he raised his head and looked at the people around him: "From here to there, just plant in this direction!"
The members of the Jiang clan looked at me and I looked at you, with curiosity on their faces.
Li Hu scratched his head: "Then what if it grows all the way there?"
Mu Feng was helpless: "Won't you start a new line?"
"This..." Li Hu was embarrassed, but still didn't understand.
Mu Feng then dug another hole at the position where the hole was dug just now, with an interval of about ten centimeters in the horizontal direction, then pointed in the direction, and looked at Li Hu: "Do you understand now?"
"Oh!" Not only Li Hu, but everyone else understood now.
But Li Hu asked another question: "Chief, if you plant corn kernels, you can grow corn, but what about the corn cobs?"
Mu Feng was completely speechless: "Corn cobs can't be planted, they can be used as firewood!"
After a pause, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he grinned and said, "No, crushed corn cobs can be used to grow mushrooms!"
(end of this chapter)
The smell of chicken soup attracted the whole tribe because they had never smelled anything so delicious. Mu Feng looked amusedly at the clansmen holding bowls and waiting for the soup. Bai Fang, who was cooking the soup, attracted all the attention, imitating what Mu Feng had done before, tasted the saltiness with a wooden spoon, and then handed the spoon to Ji Yang, who distributes food among the tribe. The most fair person in a tribe can handle the utensils for distributing food, and Ji Yang is such a spoon holder. Jiyang, who took the spoon from Bai Fang, was also very excited, because he was about to distribute the most delicious food of the tribe so far! "Don't worry, everyone has a share!" Ji Yang took a spoon and began to share the soup. Everyone got soup and chicken. Although there are only more than twenty chickens, each one weighs about ten to twenty kilogramsthey are all big chickens. In addition, there are a lot of bamboo shoots and mushrooms, so everyone's stone bowl is full and fragrant. For a moment, the entire Jiang clan was enveloped in a fragrant smell, and everyone drank soup and ate meat with stone bowls. This food tastes really good! "It turns out that chicken is stewed like this!" "This one that looks like grass is a mushroom? The taste is also very good!" "It turns out that bamboo shoots can also be eaten!" Mu Feng watched the tribal people get together holding stone bowls, squatting or standing, happily drinking soup, feeling very satisfied. He himself stood on a high ground with a stone bowl in his hand and said, "Everyone is drinking chicken soup now, does it taste good?" Everyone responded together: "Good!" Mu Feng asked again: "Are the bamboo shoots and mushrooms in the soup delicious?" Everyone responded in unison: "It's delicious!" Mu Feng nodded in satisfaction: "Then what I want to tell you now is that not only mushrooms and bamboo shoots are edible, but there are many other things that can be eaten in the wild! And we can grow and eat these things ourselves!" The members of the Jiang clan began to discuss: "Really, that's great!" "But how?" "Didn't the great chief say that we still want to grow corn?" ... Hearing everyone's discussion, Mu Feng said with a smile: "Now I think everyone understands that in the future we will not only grow mushrooms, but also corn, and many other things!" Soon someone asked: "Great chief, how do we grow corn?" Mu Feng smiled and said: "This is simple! After everyone finishes eating, we will plant corn in the west of the tribe!" "Good!" The crowd cheered. Seeing that the clansman understood the necessity of planting corn, Mu Feng secretly thanked himself for thinking of a good way. After all, with the understanding ability of the tribal people, if they simply talk about the benefits of planting crops, they may not be able to understand. Now he just let everyone understand through one meal, plus mushrooms and bamboo shoots, that what he eats is not only meat, but also plants that grow in the ground. Soon after everyone finished eating, they all looked at Mu Feng eagerly. They all understand now that if they follow what Mu Feng said, there will be endless delicious food in the future, and they don't have to worry about food anymore. Mu Feng nodded: "Everyone should bring bone knives and go to the west of the tribe to dig up all the grass in the open space, and turn up the soil by the way!" So everyone did what Mu Feng said, and started digging with bone knives. Inspired by the wood wind, everyone was full of energy, digging soil and selecting grass with great care. So much so that even a blade of grass could not be seen on the ground turned over by the tribe. "I'll go, the effect is better than plowing the land!" Mu Feng looked at the large open space that was quickly cleared, and couldn't help sighing, "There should be two or three acres, right?" Li Hu stood in the plowed field, looked around, and looked at Mu Feng in a daze: "Great chief, now that the grass here has been cleared, isn't the tribe different from the jungle?" Mu Feng understood Li Hu's meaning. The things in the tribe should be integrated with the surrounding environment, only in this way will the tribe not appear too abrupt in the wilderness. Naturally, many unnecessary risks are reduced. He smiled and shook his head: "We are all farming, why do we have to be like a jungle?" After a pause, he added: "I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, we won't have to worry about any danger from the wild jungle in the future!" After hearing Mu Feng's words, Li Hu was completely relieved. He nodded solemnly: "Then how should we grow corn now?" "Let me teach you!" Mu Feng took a bone knife and dug a small hole about seven or eight centimeters deep in the ground, put down a corn kernel, and buried the soil just dug with his feet facing the small hole, and then Stepped on two feet. Then he dug another hole more than ten centimeters away from the small hole just now, and concocted it according to the law. Then he raised his head and looked at the people around him: "From here to there, just plant in this direction!" The members of the Jiang clan looked at me and I looked at you, with curiosity on their faces. Li Hu scratched his head: "Then what if it grows all the way there?" Mu Feng was helpless: "Won't you start a new line?" "This..." Li Hu was embarrassed, but still didn't understand. Mu Feng then dug another hole at the position where the hole was dug just now, with an interval of about ten centimeters in the horizontal direction, then pointed in the direction, and looked at Li Hu: "Do you understand now?" "Oh!" Not only Li Hu, but everyone else understood now. But Li Hu asked another question: "Chief, if you plant corn kernels, you can grow corn, but what about the corn cobs?" Mu Feng was completely speechless: "Corn cobs can't be planted, they can be used as firewood!" After a pause, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he grinned and said, "No, crushed corn cobs can be used to grow mushrooms!" end of this chapter
