I am a chief in a primitive tribe

From digging the pit to all the wild sheep going down to the pit, it takes only two hours.

This speed is so fast, not to mention the light, even Mu Feng is extremely surprised.

"These wild sheep, the IQ doesn't seem to be half as high as the sheep in the previous life!" Mu Feng sighed in his heart.

But after thinking about it, I reacted: These wild sheep have never seen traps before, so naturally they would not have thought that they would be caught in this way!

I believe that in the future, when traps are used more, these wild sheep will also guard against humans.

However, by that time, Mu Feng believed that he had domesticated the domestic sheep, and there was no need to catch wild sheep anymore.

Thinking like this, Mu Feng grinned: "Yes, yes, none of them ran away, and there are seven or eight lambs!" Mingguang

said excitedly: "Mu Feng, your method is really very useful, such a pit, you can catch so many wild sheep! We may not be able to catch one many times before!"

The others also looked at Mu Feng excitedly, their eyes full of enthusiasm.

Someone grinned and proposed, "So many sheep, all kill and roast meat to eat!"

Everyone responded.

Mu Feng hurriedly waved his hand to stop it, and said in a deep voice: "These sheep can't all be killed! We have to take them back and raise them ourselves!"

"Raising?" someone wondered, "But our own food is not enough, if we don't eat them, will we starve to death?"

Mu Feng looked at the man and said, "Although there is not much food in the tribe at the moment, it is not enough to eat recently." We can eat some of the sheep first, and then we can eat fish and other prey. The remaining sheep can be raised, kept to give birth to lambs, and the lambs can be raised.

"So that we can have endless sheep to eat, and we can also leave food for the children of the tribe, so that the tribe will be stronger!" The

eyes of the people around them lit up, as if they saw what Mu Feng said.

At this time, some people were puzzled: "But our food now is not enough to eat raw lambs, when the lambs grow up again!"

Mu Feng said with a smile: "Before the lambs grow up, we can catch other prey to eat, and we can also eat fish, flower wool dragons, and horned deer."

"In the future, in addition to raising sheep, our tribe will also raise flower-haired dragons, horned deer, and other animals!" Mu

Feng originally wanted to say "cows, pigs", but now he is not sure if there are these around the tribe, and whether the name is correct or not, so he didn't say.

In the end, Mu Feng said: "In the future, our Jiang clan will be strong and raise more animals, so there will not be so many people to hunt, and even in the end, we don't need to hunt

!" "Huh?" Mingguang panicked at this time, "Mu Feng ...... Great Chief, what else can we do if we don't hunt?"

"Haha!" Mu Feng was in a good mood and said with a smile, "Don't worry, there will definitely be something else for you to do when the time comes." Now, get the sheep back first!" "

Yes!" Everyone moved together, and according to Mu Feng's request, they tied the wild sheep around their necks one by one, and then looked at Mu Feng again.

Mu Feng smiled helplessly: "First, one person holds a rope, and several people lead in front with salted grass, and the rest of the people block around to prevent the sheep from breaking free and running away."

"By the way, the trap will be laid with some branches, covered with grass, and we will come back in two days!"

"Yes!" It

turned out that Mu Feng thought too much, and even when he had just come out of the trap, these wild sheep still remembered the salted grass, and they didn't care that they had roped up, and stretched out their heads to graze.

Mu Feng was dumbfounded, and once again apologized to the author who wrote the sentence "Stick to beat roe deer and scoop fish".

"It turns out that the intelligence of wild animals in the original ecology is so low!" Mu Feng refreshed his cognition again.

Such a stupid wild sheep was described as "cunning" by Mingguang, which somewhat illustrates some "very bad" problems.

Mu Feng rubbed his brows helplessly: "There is a long way to go!" Back

to the tribe, more than thirty wild sheep appeared in the tribe together, attracting everyone's onlookers.

"Look, this time Mingguang and they came back so early, and they caught so many wild sheep!"

"There are so many wild sheep, enough for us to eat for a while!"

"This time the big chief followed, that's why there are so many prey!"

"The day before yesterday, too, the big chief took everyone to fish, and there were too many fish to eat!"

"Great Chief Daxian!".

Mu Feng didn't explain to the people of the tribe, he had already said what he should say on the trap, and he believed that those young men would explain it when they returned to their homes.

And with Lihu here, he doesn't have to worry about this.

What he wants to do is to build a sheepfold for the sheep!

But raising sheep inevitably has to consider the smell of urine and sheep's smell, so the location of the sheepfold is very important.

After thinking about it, he chose a suitable place, at the foot of the North Mountain, the northernmost part of the tribe.

There is a large area of thorny rattan and many shrubs, which are naturally closed, and it is convenient for him to build a sheepfold with local materials.

More importantly, domesticating wild sheep as a food reserve is a top priority, and it is natural to place it in the heart of the tribe.

So under the guidance of Mu Feng, a fence wall made of branches more than two meters long was formed. The walls were covered with thorny wood and rattans, not to mention wild sheep, and even people who wanted to get close to the fence wall had to be punctured.

The wild sheep were loosened and placed in the sheepfold, obviously uncomfortable, but after hitting the fence wall several times and being stabbed, they had to retreat.

The wild sheep that had lost their freedom bleated in the sheepfold, but no one was upset.

Especially Mu Feng, looking at the huge sheepfold, but only more than 30 sheep were released, he was excited and a little regretful.

He unconsciously touched his chin: "The family wealth is too small, and I, the farmer, are a little shabby!"