MTL - Be a Leader In a Primitive Tribe-Chapter 71

Sang Yu has always wanted an iron pot for frying and cooking.

She just mentioned it to the iron shop, saying that when these farm tools and weapons are ready in the future, several large iron pots will be made.

Jiao kept this matter in mind. When everyone was resting in the kang room on a snowy day, he went to the iron yard by the river to work for half a month, and finally made an iron pot the size of a small washbasin and sent it to the kitchen.

Sang Yu was overjoyed when she saw this pot.

It just so happened that what I ate today was chicken. These chickens were fattened up by the team members of the bird farm, and they were covered in butter. The butter also came in handy.

Today's iron pans are not nitrided to prevent rust like modern iron pans, so there is no need to open the pan.

But Sang Yu went through the process of boiling the pot again, directly heating the pot with animal fat, covering the inner surface of the pot evenly, and heating it on a low heat for five minutes to complete the pot.

A large lump of chicken oil and yellow chicken oil was thrown into the pot. There is no spatula, so bamboo slices can only be used instead. After the oil is fried, the chicken is poured in and stir-fried. The aroma is immediately stimulated, and this taste is far beyond the comparison of stewing in a clay pot.

The people of the tribe also smelled the fragrance from a distance, and they all gathered around the door of the kitchen and stretched their heads to look inside.

Sang Yu was a little dumbfounded. There was only a quarter of a chicken fried in the iron pan. They had more for each kang room than theirs, but there was no way for everyone to eat together.

In the end, he had no choice but to agree: "This pot can be used in turn in each kang room, and you can cook whatever you want."

Only then did I keep my own pot of fried chicken.

The onlookers finally dispersed, and Sang Yu asked Yuan to throw in the mushrooms and some soaked dried bamboo shoots and stir-fry them together. When it was almost done, he added water and covered the bamboo lid with a stew, and made a few pancakes to stick on the side of the pot. Make pot stickers.

When the pot is opened, the lid is opened, and the aroma is tangy.

The scent made Jiao, who was about to go out, stop in his tracks. Seeing this, Sang Yu invited him to stay and have dinner together.

He felt so honored in his heart that he grinned behind his ears.

Sang Yu is a bit of a clean freak, but she is good at hiding and doesn't show it too bluntly.

Except for Yu, she seldom eats with everyone in the same pot. When she is out, she mainly eats dry food. When there is soup, she scoops it into her own bowl first, and does not add soup after eating.

The same is true now, put a few pieces of chicken into my own bowl, take my own potstickers and start eating, still smiling and chatting with everyone while eating.

Naturally, a big **** like Jiao didn't find anything. Now that I can eat at the same dinner table with the leader, I am ecstatic, and I keep saying that I will hit more iron next year.

"You've done a good job, and now your wife is just pregnant. Apart from tribal work, you also need to take care of her."

The leader even took care of family affairs, Jiaozhi couldn't help but be moved. He was the first group of people to follow Sang Yu. At the beginning, he didn't agree with the new leader in various ways. He didn't expect that along the way, Under her leadership, the tribe is getting better and better, even the rock tribe that they thought was unattainable before.

Now they all have to rely on their own tribe to live. The tribe has achieved such influence, and Jiao is now convinced of Sangyu.

"Don't worry, leader, I will take good care of Ping and the affairs of the tribe."

"Well, eat with peace of mind and live a good life. When the house is built next year, you families with children will move in first."

"Boss, this is really great."

Sure enough, no matter when it is, people's complex for the house has not changed.

"Of course it is true, but our tribe has a small population, and few people build houses. Now the drainage canal has not been built, and the house has to be moved back."

"Don't be in a hurry, the current bamboo house is very good, we can wait."

They can wait, but Sang Yu can't. She only wants to make the tribe stronger as soon as possible, and she still wants to find a chance to see if she can go back to modern times.

The thought of going back has never been extinguished, but seeing that the people in the tribe are still so hard, she can't bear it.

Not to mention whether he could go back, but when he thought about leaving, he couldn't help but glance at the little girl beside him, how sad she would be if he left.

How sad you will be.

"However, there are rock tribes helping us burn charcoal, and our handicraft team can free up more people to do other things." Jiao said.

"Chief, when are we going to build a charcoal kiln for them?"

"Go as soon as the snow stops, you and Yan can go alone. If you go, take someone from their construction team to build the kiln. If he goes, you can arrange for your team to be in charge of burning charcoal to follow. After you go, wait for them Burn the first batch of charcoal and come back, so that they don’t know who to ask when they encounter something they don’t understand.”

"It's the leader. I'll watch them all know it and come back."

"That being said, you still need to go early and return early. The tribe also needs you, and your family also needs you."

Hearing the word home, Jiao hurriedly replied, "Yes..."

They had just finished their meal, and Sang Yu planned to go back to her bamboo hut to nest.

Her hut also has a kang. When winter came, Yu went up the mountain and cut some palm leaves to reinforce the house. Now the house is airtight, and it is warm and comfortable inside.

But who knows that within ten minutes after lying down, someone came to report that a small beacon was lit at the gate of the wall, as if someone was visiting.

Today's beacons are divided into two types, big beacons and small beacons, the small ones are for visitors, and the large ones are for enemy attacks.

As soon as Sang Yu went out, someone led Bai Xue over. She quickly got on the horse, then turned around and stretched out her hand to Yu.

Yu had already carried the bow and arrow behind her back, grabbed her wrist and used her strength to get on the horse, and jumped up and sat behind her.

In a blink of everyone's eyes, the two on one horse were already ten meters away.

Gao busy said: "Guards, all mount your horses and follow."

Ten people and ten horses quickly followed and rushed towards the wall.

When he arrived at the checkpoint, Sang Yu reined in the horse, and Yu had already floated to the ground. He quickly climbed up the wall along the steps built by the wall, and put an arrow on guard.

When Sang Yu climbed to the top of the wall, a team of about seventy or eighty people came into view, each of them was shivering in the wind and snow with yellow skin and skinny clothes.

Some even fell to the ground after freezing.

Sang Yu's eyes were sharp, and he scanned the entire team. There were less than ten strong people. Moreover, these people looked exhausted and their eyes were sunken. It is conceivable that they suffered a lot along the way.

A group of people prostrated themselves on the ground, begging to be taken in for food.

Doesn't it look miserable.

Even so, Sang Yu did not dare to take it lightly.

"The leader comes out and speaks."

The group of people looked at each other, shook their heads, and said that there was no leader.

"The leader is dead."

"We are not a tribe, but a group of tourists gathered together."

"Okay, it's just you, stand up and speak." Sang Yu pointed at the man who answered.

The man looked around and made sure he was calling, so he stood up.

Sang Yu asked Gao Qian to ask questions. There was still a big language gap between her and this group of people. Now that the people in the tribe had been with her for a long time, they were familiar with her way of speaking, but the outsiders might not.

Gao hurriedly took someone out to ask questions, and after asking about the situation, he reported to Sang Yu.

It turned out that this group of people was not just from one tribe, they were from the Cao tribe and the Jiang tribe, as well as other tourists who joined along the way.

The grass tribe fled after being exterminated by other tribes, and the Jiang tribe ran out aimlessly to find food because they had no food reserves. Some died of freezing and starvation, and now there are not many people left.

The leader of the grass tribe died when the tribe fell, while the leader of the **** tribe died halfway.

This man's name is Li, and he was actually a tourist before, and he joined this group of people halfway.

Several groups of people bumped into each other, had nothing to eat, and wanted to join other tribes. But it was winter at this time, and every tribe was still starving to death and freezing to death, so no one was willing to take them in.

Later they heard that there was a tribe named Phoenix who was very rich, so they could go east and have a try.

So this group of people braved the wind and snow and headed eastward, starving to death and freezing to death more than a dozen people along the way, before they came here.

After hearing this, Sang Yu felt very sad. The productivity of primitive tribes was too low. They didn't have enough food and clothing, and they didn't have a house to live in, so they frequently starved to death and froze to death.

Now that I am here, I shouldn't watch them go on like this.

Besides, there are only more than 200 people in the Phoenix Tribe, so it's time to expand the population.

The loyalty of those who were rescued from the Eagle Tribe had already been verified. Now that he has become the second batch of residents of the tribe, Sangyu is ready to accept the third batch of people.

However, if these people want to join the tribe, they still have to stand the test. Because these are all their one-sided remarks, and even if they really want to seek refuge, they still have to screen out some people who are not good-natured, lazy, and unwilling to work, so that the entire tribe's team should be pure in thought, active in action, and mentally clean. Honest and honest.

She doesn't want the development of the entire tribe to be consumed internally.

But at the same time, she also observed that there were actually two or three children in the crowd, one of whom was still in its infancy. In terms of people, the quality of this group of homeless people is considered good.

There was no straw shed outside the wall, so Sang Yu had to decide to let them in first to keep warm.

If they continue to spend in such a world of ice and snow, those children may not be able to survive.

"Search first. Men search for men, women search for women. You can't bring weapons in. If you don't want to throw away your weapons, forgive our tribe for not taking them in."

After confirming that there were no weapons, the door was opened.

"Take people to the shed behind the wall and build a fire so they don't freeze to death."

"Gao, you lead people to guard them, anyone who dares to run around will be executed immediately."

After Sang Yu gave her orders, she sent Yu back to report to Yuan, and told her to cook the cassava so that no one would starve to death.

These large sheds behind the wall are specially used for receiving guests, including when trading hemp with the Black Tribe, they also entered the wall door and traded here.

The most important thing is that there is a toilet in the back. Although there are few pits, it will not make it convenient for this group of people.

Sang Yu looked at the group of savages in front of him, and thought in his heart that when the snow melted, he would build some big sheds outside the wall.

It is available for people to take refuge or rest. If anyone wants to take in, let them live outside the wall first, and they can only enter the tribe after passing the assessment.

People's hearts are sinister, so we have to guard against them.

Moreover, these people have not bathed all year round, and they may still have germs on their bodies. It would be bad for them to get in and infect the people in the tribe.

But now at this point, they can't do nothing but keep them in these sheds for observation.

The fire in the shed ignited, and the person who was about to freeze was finally relieved.

The person who fainted on the ground was also carried into the shed and poured with hot water little by little, only then did he gradually regain consciousness.

The children finally got over their breath and started crying loudly.

Gao Zheng was questioning the situation, looking at the group of unkempt and sallow and emaciated people in front of him, he was filled with emotion.

Didn't they look like this in the Bird Tribe back then, dirty, hungry and scared, with no gleam in their eyes.

But look at yourself and the few guards around you. Now everyone is wearing beige linen linen trousers as a base layer, with animal skins on the outside, clean and warm, and their hair may be long or short. But it was all cleaned up and everyone looked refreshed.

He couldn't help but exchanged glances with the other guards, and found that the other guards had the same emotion in their eyes.

"Gao, these huts are a bit narrower, so they can't hold people. Take people to the mountain to cut some bamboo to build two more houses. When building a house, pay attention to who is willing to help."

Gao took the order to go, and soon found someone carrying a machete to go up the mountain to cut bamboo.

In the past, the roots of bamboo were cut with fire. Now there are three or four firewood knives made in the ironworks, and the bamboo will fall down after three or four knives.

There are six bamboo huts, each with 12 or 3 people, just enough to accommodate them.

There is a fire in each bamboo house, and the tourists feel alive after they are warmed by the fire.

The tribe sent hot soup and cassava, and everyone rushed to get the food, but was scolded by the tall and thin man in front of them, telling them to line up and take them one by one.

Everyone was given a large piece of hot cassava and a bowl of hot soup, and then they ate slowly around the fire.

"My God, it turns out that we tourists can also drink soup from clay bowls!"

"Ah this soup—"

"What happened to the soup?"

Some people couldn't help being terrified when they heard the words.

"This soup has salt in it, so delicious!"

Everyone gave the person who made a fuss angrily a look, and then they drank the soup with peace of mind.

Steaming hot soup with the aroma of bones. Although there is no meat, there are oil flowers floating on it, and there are unknown wild vegetables and mushrooms inside, which are delicious.

Some people can't help but drink it in big gulps, while others drink it in small sips with some reluctance.

Take another bite of the glutinous and fragrant cassava, and you can't help but let out a sigh of deliciousness.

It seems that this Phoenix tribe is really rich. They have such good food for tourists to eat. They have been to so many tribes to beg, but they were all kicked out. Some people have never even seen pottery.

I couldn't help crying while eating, praying in my heart that the Phoenix Tribe would keep them and make them willing to do anything.

During the meal, Gao announced the rules to everyone, and they were allowed to move within the boundaries of the house and the fence. But whoever breaks through the fence without permission will be shot dead.

When everyone heard that they were going to be shot to death, their livers trembled with fright, and they hurriedly expressed that they would not go there.

But Gao made another announcement that stunned them.

If you want to stay, shave your hair off.