Chapter 140
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"Great chief!" Li Hu and Ming Guang were both handling slave affairs on the second protective wall, seeing Mu Feng approaching, they hurried forward.
"Well, how is the slave?" Mu Feng asked.
Ming Guang grinned strangely and said, "What else can I do? At the beginning, I wanted to resist, but I let Han Shu and the others beat them one by one, and then they became more obedient. It's just that the hands that beat people hurt a little!"
"You beat it with your hands?" Mu Feng wondered, "You didn't use a stick?"
Ming Guang shook his head: "I've used it, but if you hit too much, the stick will hurt your hand!"
Mu Feng was helpless, he wanted to say, "it's better to take action than to be beaten passively", but when he turned his face and suddenly saw that there was resentment on the faces of these black-toothed people, he immediately became angry again.
Obviously, these members of the Black Fang Department now also understand that the Jiang clan will not kill them, but tie them up like this, making them work like wild animals.
Although the food is small, it will not let them die for a while.
Anyway, they were beaten to work, and these people didn't bother to hide their emotions anymore.
Mu Feng snorted: "Looks like I'm too kind, I won't kill you, I really think I'm a good man and a faithful woman!"
"Li Hu, go and get some of the soaked bark and ramie bark!" Mu Feng shouted.
"Great Chief, you want..." He immediately realized that Mu Feng's tone was blunt, and quickly shut up, "Yes!"
So he trotted back to the tribe, retrieved two small bundles of wet ramie skins and bark, and handed them to Mu Feng.
Mu Feng took it over, pulled it twice with his hand, tried it, and nodded with satisfaction, then squatted on the ground and twisted up six or seven ramie skins, then twisted three or five ramie skins, mixed them together and divided them into three strands of equal quantity , strand by strand, began to weave the rope.
"Great Chief, what are you doing?" Seeing that Li Hu was silent, Ming Guang asked cautiously.
"You will know soon!" Mu Feng said, "It seems that we need to do something to these people. It really seems that our Jiang family has no way to deal with them!"
After finishing speaking, Mu Feng stopped talking, and started to weave the rope - to be precise, he was weaving the whip!
Not many times later, a section of whip rope about two meters long was woven. Mufeng found a stick at hand, carved a dent on one end of the stick, and then fixed the thick end of the whip rope to it with animal tendons. On the dent, tie it tightly, and then look at Li Hu and Ming Guang: "Get out of the way!"
Seeing Mu Feng's stern expression, the two quickly backed away without talking nonsense.
Mu Feng looked at a nearby tree that hadn't been cut down, and waved his whip at a branch that was about as thick as a thumb, and it went down with a whip.
There was only a "snap", and the branch broke!
Li Hu and Ming Guang's eyes lit up: "New weapon?"
"Weapons?" Mu Feng froze for a moment, frowned and thought, then shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about weapons, this is called a whip. In the future, if any of these slaves are disobedient or dare to hate our Jiang family, they will give me a whip." Whip! A few whips won’t kill you, but it will hurt a lot!”
When he said this, Mu Feng deliberately raised his voice: "The forehead that is pumped on the body will be red, swollen, and painful. If the skin is broken, infected or sick, it will die! But it won't die immediately, it will hurt every day. , itches every day, and will die after a long time!"
Speaking of which, he looked at those slaves, and found that their eyes were a little dodgy, and their hatred had decreased a lot, replaced by fear!
Mu Feng sneered and said: "You don't have to think I'm cruel, because you asked for it yourself. You came to rob us first, since you failed, then accept the fate of failure! If you can't accept it, then die! "
After a pause, he sneered and asked again: "Who wants to die now, stand up by yourself, and I will fulfill you!"
Having said that, he looked around, waiting for these slaves to express their opinions anxiously.
But for a long time, these slaves all lowered their heads, you look at me, I look at you, no one dared to stand up!
Can live, who will take the initiative to seek death?
Mu Feng snorted coldly, and added: "Ming Guang, if anyone is disobedient, dissolve the salt water before whipping the whip, and soak the braided rope before whipping!"
Having said that, he didn't bother to look at these slaves anymore, instead he waved at Lihu and said, "Lihu, come here, I have something to tell you!"
Only then did Li Hu recover from the shock of Mu Feng's series of thunderous methods just now, and hurriedly walked up to him: "Great Chief, what guidance do you have?"
Mu Feng waved his hand: "Take someone to chop the black-skinned bamboo again, and slice it into bamboo slices, as thin as possible, and cut them into one meter long and half a centimeter wide. I want it to be useful!"
"Yes!" Ming Guang nodded.
When he was cutting bamboo pieces earlier, Mu Feng had already given him the ruler he made himself, and asked him to measure a piece of bamboo, so he already knew the unit of length.
"In addition, select some people from the tribe who are not hunting members. Those who are over twelve years old will do. Let them bring bone knife ropes and go out with the hunting team tomorrow!"
Li Hu's face was filled with joy: "Great chief, are you going to expand the number of hunting team members again? Are they too small?"
"No!" Mu Feng shook his head, "Just take them out to see the situation outside, and know the danger of the wilderness outside."
After a pause, he continued: "Children who have always stayed in the tribe are not as good as young adults who are used to the dangers of the wilderness, and are better able to deal with dangers!"
Li Hu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded heavily: "I understand!"
"Then where are you taking them tomorrow, hunting?"
"No, tomorrow I'm going to take them out to cut coir grass, and see if there are any things that can be used in rainy days to bring back." Mu Feng explained.
"Lion grass, something that can be used in rainy weather?" Li Hu was puzzled.
"Yeah!" Mu Feng nodded, "The coir grass is used to weave coir raincoats, and the bamboo slices are used to weave straw hats, and we can wear them on our bodies, so we can go out in rainy days, without getting wet from the rain, so we will naturally reduce our chances of getting sick! "
"Coir raincoat, Ruo Li?" Li Hu was confused again, obviously, this touched his cognitive blind spot again.
Mu Feng sighed, thought to himself, "The great chief is just worried", and waved his hand: "Okay, it's okay if you don't understand now, you will know after learning when I make these things!"
Li Hu scratched his head, and seemed to see that the chief was worried about his "stupidity", but his attitude towards doing things was not vague at all: "Yes!"
"Okay!" Mu Feng waved his hand, "Go and discuss with Ming Guang to determine who will go out and who will stay in the tribe and take charge of the tribe."
After a pause, he said again: "Since you are the leader, you will gradually have to adapt to your identity in the future!"
Li Hu seemed to understand, but still nodded honestly: "Yes!"
(end of this chapter)
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"Great chief!" Li Hu and Ming Guang were both handling slave affairs on the second protective wall, seeing Mu Feng approaching, they hurried forward.
"Well, how is the slave?" Mu Feng asked.
Ming Guang grinned strangely and said, "What else can I do? At the beginning, I wanted to resist, but I let Han Shu and the others beat them one by one, and then they became more obedient. It's just that the hands that beat people hurt a little!"
"You beat it with your hands?" Mu Feng wondered, "You didn't use a stick?"
Ming Guang shook his head: "I've used it, but if you hit too much, the stick will hurt your hand!"
Mu Feng was helpless, he wanted to say, "it's better to take action than to be beaten passively", but when he turned his face and suddenly saw that there was resentment on the faces of these black-toothed people, he immediately became angry again.
Obviously, these members of the Black Fang Department now also understand that the Jiang clan will not kill them, but tie them up like this, making them work like wild animals.
Although the food is small, it will not let them die for a while.
Anyway, they were beaten to work, and these people didn't bother to hide their emotions anymore.
Mu Feng snorted: "Looks like I'm too kind, I won't kill you, I really think I'm a good man and a faithful woman!"
"Li Hu, go and get some of the soaked bark and ramie bark!" Mu Feng shouted.
"Great Chief, you want..." He immediately realized that Mu Feng's tone was blunt, and quickly shut up, "Yes!"
So he trotted back to the tribe, retrieved two small bundles of wet ramie skins and bark, and handed them to Mu Feng.
Mu Feng took it over, pulled it twice with his hand, tried it, and nodded with satisfaction, then squatted on the ground and twisted up six or seven ramie skins, then twisted three or five ramie skins, mixed them together and divided them into three strands of equal quantity , strand by strand, began to weave the rope.
"Great Chief, what are you doing?" Seeing that Li Hu was silent, Ming Guang asked cautiously.
"You will know soon!" Mu Feng said, "It seems that we need to do something to these people. It really seems that our Jiang family has no way to deal with them!"
After finishing speaking, Mu Feng stopped talking, and started to weave the rope - to be precise, he was weaving the whip!
Not many times later, a section of whip rope about two meters long was woven. Mufeng found a stick at hand, carved a dent on one end of the stick, and then fixed the thick end of the whip rope to it with animal tendons. On the dent, tie it tightly, and then look at Li Hu and Ming Guang: "Get out of the way!"
Seeing Mu Feng's stern expression, the two quickly backed away without talking nonsense.
Mu Feng looked at a nearby tree that hadn't been cut down, and waved his whip at a branch that was about as thick as a thumb, and it went down with a whip.
There was only a "snap", and the branch broke!
Li Hu and Ming Guang's eyes lit up: "New weapon?"
"Weapons?" Mu Feng froze for a moment, frowned and thought, then shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about weapons, this is called a whip. In the future, if any of these slaves are disobedient or dare to hate our Jiang family, they will give me a whip." Whip! A few whips won’t kill you, but it will hurt a lot!”
When he said this, Mu Feng deliberately raised his voice: "The forehead that is pumped on the body will be red, swollen, and painful. If the skin is broken, infected or sick, it will die! But it won't die immediately, it will hurt every day. , itches every day, and will die after a long time!"
Speaking of which, he looked at those slaves, and found that their eyes were a little dodgy, and their hatred had decreased a lot, replaced by fear!
Mu Feng sneered and said: "You don't have to think I'm cruel, because you asked for it yourself. You came to rob us first, since you failed, then accept the fate of failure! If you can't accept it, then die! "
After a pause, he sneered and asked again: "Who wants to die now, stand up by yourself, and I will fulfill you!"
Having said that, he looked around, waiting for these slaves to express their opinions anxiously.
But for a long time, these slaves all lowered their heads, you look at me, I look at you, no one dared to stand up!
Can live, who will take the initiative to seek death?
Mu Feng snorted coldly, and added: "Ming Guang, if anyone is disobedient, dissolve the salt water before whipping the whip, and soak the braided rope before whipping!"
Having said that, he didn't bother to look at these slaves anymore, instead he waved at Lihu and said, "Lihu, come here, I have something to tell you!"
Only then did Li Hu recover from the shock of Mu Feng's series of thunderous methods just now, and hurriedly walked up to him: "Great Chief, what guidance do you have?"
Mu Feng waved his hand: "Take someone to chop the black-skinned bamboo again, and slice it into bamboo slices, as thin as possible, and cut them into one meter long and half a centimeter wide. I want it to be useful!"
"Yes!" Ming Guang nodded.
When he was cutting bamboo pieces earlier, Mu Feng had already given him the ruler he made himself, and asked him to measure a piece of bamboo, so he already knew the unit of length.
"In addition, select some people from the tribe who are not hunting members. Those who are over twelve years old will do. Let them bring bone knife ropes and go out with the hunting team tomorrow!"
Li Hu's face was filled with joy: "Great chief, are you going to expand the number of hunting team members again? Are they too small?"
"No!" Mu Feng shook his head, "Just take them out to see the situation outside, and know the danger of the wilderness outside."
After a pause, he continued: "Children who have always stayed in the tribe are not as good as young adults who are used to the dangers of the wilderness, and are better able to deal with dangers!"
Li Hu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded heavily: "I understand!"
"Then where are you taking them tomorrow, hunting?"
"No, tomorrow I'm going to take them out to cut coir grass, and see if there are any things that can be used in rainy days to bring back." Mu Feng explained.
"Lion grass, something that can be used in rainy weather?" Li Hu was puzzled.
"Yeah!" Mu Feng nodded, "The coir grass is used to weave coir raincoats, and the bamboo slices are used to weave straw hats, and we can wear them on our bodies, so we can go out in rainy days, without getting wet from the rain, so we will naturally reduce our chances of getting sick! "
"Coir raincoat, Ruo Li?" Li Hu was confused again, obviously, this touched his cognitive blind spot again.
Mu Feng sighed, thought to himself, "The great chief is just worried", and waved his hand: "Okay, it's okay if you don't understand now, you will know after learning when I make these things!"
Li Hu scratched his head, and seemed to see that the chief was worried about his "stupidity", but his attitude towards doing things was not vague at all: "Yes!"
"Okay!" Mu Feng waved his hand, "Go and discuss with Ming Guang to determine who will go out and who will stay in the tribe and take charge of the tribe."
After a pause, he said again: "Since you are the leader, you will gradually have to adapt to your identity in the future!"
Li Hu seemed to understand, but still nodded honestly: "Yes!"
(end of this chapter)
"Great chief!" Li Hu and Ming Guang were both handling slave affairs on the second protective wall, seeing Mu Feng approaching, they hurried forward. "Well, how is the slave?" Mu Feng asked. Ming Guang grinned strangely and said, "What else can I do? At the beginning, I wanted to resist, but I let Han Shu and the others beat them one by one, and then they became more obedient. It's just that the hands that beat people hurt a little!" "You beat it with your hands?" Mu Feng wondered, "You didn't use a stick?" Ming Guang shook his head: "I've used it, but if you hit too much, the stick will hurt your hand!" Mu Feng was helpless, he wanted to say, "it's better to take action than to be beaten passively", but when he turned his face and suddenly saw that there was resentment on the faces of these black-toothed people, he immediately became angry again. Obviously, these members of the Black Fang Department now also understand that the Jiang clan will not kill them, but tie them up like this, making them work like wild animals. Although the food is small, it will not let them die for a while. Anyway, they were beaten to work, and these people didn't bother to hide their emotions anymore. Mu Feng snorted: "Looks like I'm too kind, I won't kill you, I really think I'm a good man and a faithful woman!" "Li Hu, go and get some of the soaked bark and ramie bark!" Mu Feng shouted. "Great Chief, you want..." He immediately realized that Mu Feng's tone was blunt, and quickly shut up, "Yes!" So he trotted back to the tribe, retrieved two small bundles of wet ramie skins and bark, and handed them to Mu Feng. Mu Feng took it over, pulled it twice with his hand, tried it, and nodded with satisfaction, then squatted on the ground and twisted up six or seven ramie skins, then twisted three or five ramie skins, mixed them together and divided them into three strands of equal quantity , strand by strand, began to weave the rope. "Great Chief, what are you doing?" Seeing that Li Hu was silent, Ming Guang asked cautiously. "You will know soon!" Mu Feng said, "It seems that we need to do something to these people. It really seems that our Jiang family has no way to deal with them!" After finishing speaking, Mu Feng stopped talking, and started to weave the rope - to be precise, he was weaving the whip! Not many times later, a section of whip rope about two meters long was woven. Mufeng found a stick at hand, carved a dent on one end of the stick, and then fixed the thick end of the whip rope to it with animal tendons. On the dent, tie it tightly, and then look at Li Hu and Ming Guang: "Get out of the way!" Seeing Mu Feng's stern expression, the two quickly backed away without talking nonsense. Mu Feng looked at a nearby tree that hadn't been cut down, and waved his whip at a branch that was about as thick as a thumb, and it went down with a whip. There was only a "snap", and the branch broke! Li Hu and Ming Guang's eyes lit up: "New weapon?" "Weapons?" Mu Feng froze for a moment, frowned and thought, then shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about weapons, this is called a whip. In the future, if any of these slaves are disobedient or dare to hate our Jiang family, they will give me a whip." Whip! A few whips won't kill you, but it will hurt a lot! When he said this, Mu Feng deliberately raised his voice: "The forehead that is pumped on the body will be red, swollen, and painful. If the skin is broken, infected or sick, it will die! But it won't die immediately, it will hurt every day. , itches every day, and will die after a long time!" Speaking of which, he looked at those slaves, and found that their eyes were a little dodgy, and their hatred had decreased a lot, replaced by fear! Mu Feng sneered and said: "You don't have to think I'm cruel, because you asked for it yourself. You came to rob us first, since you failed, then accept the fate of failure! If you can't accept it, then die! " After a pause, he sneered and asked again: "Who wants to die now, stand up by yourself, and I will fulfill you!" Having said that, he looked around, waiting for these slaves to express their opinions anxiously. But for a long time, these slaves all lowered their heads, you look at me, I look at you, no one dared to stand up! Can live, who will take the initiative to seek death? Mu Feng snorted coldly, and added: "Ming Guang, if anyone is disobedient, dissolve the salt water before whipping the whip, and soak the braided rope before whipping!" Having said that, he didn't bother to look at these slaves anymore, instead he waved at Lihu and said, "Lihu, come here, I have something to tell you!" Only then did Li Hu recover from the shock of Mu Feng's series of thunderous methods just now, and hurriedly walked up to him: "Great Chief, what guidance do you have?" Mu Feng waved his hand: "Take someone to chop the black-skinned bamboo again, and slice it into bamboo slices, as thin as possible, and cut them into one meter long and half a centimeter wide. I want it to be useful!" "Yes!" Ming Guang nodded. When he was cutting bamboo pieces earlier, Mu Feng had already given him the ruler he made himself, and asked him to measure a piece of bamboo, so he already knew the unit of length. "In addition, select some people from the tribe who are not hunting members. Those who are over twelve years old will do. Let them bring bone knife ropes and go out with the hunting team tomorrow!" Li Hu's face was filled with joy: "Great chief, are you going to expand the number of hunting team members again? Are they too small?" "No!" Mu Feng shook his head, "Just take them out to see the situation outside, and know the danger of the wilderness outside." After a pause, he continued: "Children who have always stayed in the tribe are not as good as young adults who are used to the dangers of the wilderness, and are better able to deal with dangers!" Li Hu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded heavily: "I understand!" "Then where are you taking them tomorrow, hunting?" "No, tomorrow I'm going to take them out to cut coir grass, and see if there are any things that can be used in rainy days to bring back." Mu Feng explained. "Lion grass, something that can be used in rainy weather?" Li Hu was puzzled. "Yeah!" Mu Feng nodded, "The coir grass is used to weave coir raincoats, and the bamboo slices are used to weave straw hats, and we can wear them on our bodies, so we can go out in rainy days, without getting wet from the rain, so we will naturally reduce our chances of getting sick! " "Coir raincoat, Ruo Li?" Li Hu was confused again, obviously, this touched his cognitive blind spot again. Mu Feng sighed, thought to himself, "The great chief is just worried", and waved his hand: "Okay, it's okay if you don't understand now, you will know after learning when I make these things!" Li Hu scratched his head, and seemed to see that the chief was worried about his "stupidity", but his attitude towards doing things was not vague at all: "Yes!" "Okay!" Mu Feng waved his hand, "Go and discuss with Ming Guang to determine who will go out and who will stay in the tribe and take charge of the tribe." After a pause, he said again: "Since you are the leader, you will gradually have to adapt to your identity in the future!" Li Hu seemed to understand, but still nodded honestly: "Yes!" end of this chapter
