Return to Primitive Society and Become a Chief

"Master Wizard." Ji Thief suddenly spoke in a polite tone.

This made the witch stunned for a moment and looked up and down at the Ji thief with a smirk, and asked dumbly, "What do you want to do?"

Ji thief touched his nose and took a look at the witch's long legs. He wanted to say something about it, but when he thought that he had other purposes, he cancelled the idea of ​​being sordid.

Ever since, Ji Thief said: "It's such a wizard, I have a way to play the role of this **** more limited, and it can effectively treat your physical condition."

As he said, he also glanced at the witch with a comfortable face because of the **** slices on his stomach.

After hearing Ji Zei's words, the witch came back to her senses and stared at him in surprise: "What can be done?"

Ji Thie Mai Guanzi shook his head: "I can't say yet, but I need soil, a lot of soil, and wood, and also a lot of wood."

The witch wondered: "There are a lot of tribes in the soil, you can't dig it yourself? You need wood, and there are many trees in the valley. Do you want to tell me this little thing?"

Ji Zaixin said if it's ordinary soil, what should I ask you for? What I need is clay, clay sister.

And, even if I come by myself, how much can I make in a day?

Ever since, Ji Thief said silently: "It's such an adult wizard, what I want is not ordinary soil, but clay used by termites to make caves."

The witch wondered: "What are termites?"

Ji Thief didn’t know how to explain it, so he looked back and forth on the ground. When he saw an ant passing by, he squatted down and picked it up: “It’s this kind of thing, but the body is white. I want them to be used. To make clay for the cave."

The witch couldn't understand even more: "What are you looking for?"

"Uh, anyway, I just need more wood besides this. As long as it can be done, don't worry, Master Wizard, I will take care of your body, and it will be faster."

Ji Thief knew that he couldn't explain it clearly, so he could only use the witch's body as an excuse.

Sure enough, when Ji Thief said this, the witch's breathing suddenly increased.

"What you said is true?" the witch asked expectantly.

The thief nodded: "Of course."

After that, Ji Thief thought to himself, I was right. It is impossible to treat dysmenorrhea with wormwood and **** slices alone. Several other important Chinese herbal medicines are needed, but if the utensils are not made At that time, even if you find these Chinese medicines, there is no way to cook them.

Thinking of this, Ji Thief nodded vigorously.

The witch was a little cautious. She lowered her head and thought and thought. It took a long time to make up her mind. She looked up at Ji Thief and said: "Okay, I will call the Fat and Thin Elder to come over, let them start tomorrow, and collect the soil you want. ."

Ji Thief was happy in his heart, but he dared not show it on his face. He coughed lightly and said, "It's clay."

The witch was a little happy at this time, and didn't care what soil Ji Thief was talking about, and waved a big hand: "It doesn't matter what soil he is."

Ji thief looked at the witch: "The wizard, if there is nothing wrong, I will leave first."

The witch nodded in satisfaction: "Go go."

Ji Thief didn't move, looking at the meat lying on the ground.

The witch waved proudly: "Take it away."

Ji Thief was so happy for a moment: "Oh, Master Wizard is considerate, so you can rest early and I won't bother you."

Said, Ji Thief took the meat and left.

When he left, he heard the voice of the witch behind him saying that he called the fat and thin elder.

On the way back, Ji thief walked and pondered for himself. The production of the utensils has been confirmed to be on the agenda. The only uncertainty is whether the primitive people can find enough clay for themselves.

In addition, ordinary wood cannot be used as the fuel for burning utensils and pots. In that case, the firepower is insufficient.

Well, charcoal can be used as a material.

But in this primitive society, there is no such thing as charcoal. Alas, it seems that you have to process charcoal first.

The processing method of charcoal Jiye also knows that when wood is burnt incompletely, or burned in a sealed oxygen-deficient space, a chemical reaction will occur to form charcoal. Speaking of which, the extraction method is simple.

Thinking about it, Ji Zei's mood gradually became brighter, and he jumped to his cave.

When the time came, Xue was still sitting by the bonfire. When she heard the sound, she turned her head and saw the thief coming, cheering and standing up: "Warrior, you are back!"

With a hum, Ji Tie handed the meat over: "Eat, sister."

Xue Xue was still wondering to see the thief: "Warrior, the meat you got from there?"

Ji Thief smiled: "You don't need to worry about this, Shanren has a clever plan."

Xiao Nizi looked at Ji Thief with a dull and cute face, she didn't even understand what Ji Thief said.

However, Ji Zei did not delve into this issue with her. Instead, he took out the **** that came during the day, crushed it with a stone to extract the juice, and smeared it on the surface of the barbecue before adding it to the grill.

Seeing Ji's strange movements, Xue couldn't help asking: "Warrior, what are you doing?"

Ji Zei said while baking: "Add seasonings, come girl, how do you taste it."

With that, he handed the barbecue to Xue.

When Xue Xue took it carefully and took a bite, her eyes couldn't help but widen, "It smells good."

The thief patted his belly with satisfaction: "Of course, if there is salt, it will be more fragrant."

Although Xue didn't know what salt Ji Zei was talking about, she wouldn't doubt Ji Zei's words. She nodded while eating.

At the same time, in the witch's cave, the fat and thin elders stood here, both looking at the witch with embarrassed expressions: "This, Master Wizard, the labor force in the tribe is already small, hunting every day, barely enough. But Master Wizard, you still have to separate some clansmen to collect the soil."

The witch pursed her mouth silently: "It's clay."

The old fat elder blushed: "Clay, clay, and other clay collections. In this way, the people of that tribe will not be full."

As for the fat elder, the witch naturally understood. She thought for a while and said, "What if the clansmen who stayed behind in the tribe also go out?"

The thin elder was shocked: "Master Wizard, no, what if other tribes take the opportunity to attack us?"

The witch lowered her head to ponder. The thin elder was right, but when she thought of the hope of curing her illness, she couldn't help it. She gritted her teeth and said, "Aren't there any warriors in the tribe? God, it should be fine."

The fat elder and the thin elder looked at each other, and they all saw helplessness from each other.

The fat elder tentatively asked the witch, "Master Wizard, is there any use for you to collect clay and wood?"

What the witch said was simply: "It was the warrior who said it was useful."

After the words were spoken, the witch quickly covered her mouth.

The thin elder stood up with a cry, "It's him again!"

The witch blushed: "Okay, it's so decided. Starting tomorrow, a group of clansmen will be assigned to collect clay and trees."

What else the Fat and Thin Elder wanted to say, the witch had already issued an order to evict her.

The two of them left the cave helplessly, you look at me, I look at you, and involuntarily sighed.

The fat elder looked up at the sky: "What the **** does the warrior want to do."

The skinny elder clenched his fists with a hateful expression on his face: "No matter what he wants to do, if something happens to the tribe, I will never spare him."

The fat elder frowned, but didn't say anything.

At the same time, the Ji thief who was barbecuing sneezed fiercely, rubbing his nose and muttering: "It's strange, why do I suddenly feel a little cold?"

Xue Xue said: "Really? But I still feel a little hot."

Ji Zei pursed his lips without saying a word.

The two had eaten barbecue and chatted for a while, so Xue went back.

Liu Ji thief lay on the bed alone, with his arms and feet shaking, and said proudly: "From tomorrow, I will start to make utensils. I don't know what the result will be."

Thinking about this, Ji Thief quickly fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, the valley was empty, including Ji thief, a few elders and wizards, and only eight people in the tribe had died.

All the other primitive people went out, and the guards on weekdays were also gone.

Regarding this, Ji thief was a little puzzled and didn't understand what happened.

I didn't even know that he was hated by the thin elder like this, but he got busy.

First, he prepared a sealed kiln for making charcoal.

He dug a pit in the ground in front of the cave, made water and mud, piled up around the pit, and finally made a kiln more than one meter high.

There is a fist-sized tuyere at the bottom of the kiln.

Immediately, Ji Thief cut the bark with a stone knife, tore his clothes into a rope shape, and made a simple fan from branches and bark.

He took the bark and slapped the kiln's seal, feeling that it felt okay.

Afterwards, Ji Zei put down the fan, took the stone tablets, and cut down the sparse trees in front of the cave.

Throwing the arranged branches one by one into the burning kiln and setting it on fire, Ji Zei sealed the top of the burning kiln one by one, leaving only a fist-sized seal, and then he couldn't hold the fan on the ground. Fan the wind inside.

When I am tired, I change my hand, and when I am hungry, I take a bite of the fruit next to me.

At the end of the day, Ji Thief was as dirty as a tabby cat.

Although he was a little bit embarrassed, his gains were impressive.

Charcoal from the kiln.

Pulling away the burning kiln that was still emitting residual heat, Ji Zei looked down at the pieces of black lacquered charcoal, and took out a piece of charcoal with residual heat in his hand. For a while, his heart was already happy. Filled up.

One burns kiln wood and obtains half kiln charcoal.

This output is pretty good.

Satisfied that he collected all the charcoal that had cooled down, the thief looked at the sky and saw that it was almost time that the hunting people in the tribe should have returned.

Thinking of this, he washed his hands on the edge of the pool, and when he was clean, he quietly waited for someone to call him.

Before long, the fat elder arrived on time.

It's just that today's fat elder, his face is a bit ugly, and his tone of voice is not as calm as usual when he speaks.

This made Ji Thief's heart chuckle, wondering if it was possible who caused this uncle?