MTL - Be a Leader In a Primitive Tribe-Chapter 83

Sang Yu is undoubtedly contradictory.

For five years, she racked her brains to bring this almost extinct tribe back from the brink of destruction.

Teach everyone to farm and raise livestock, build houses for education, at first, just want to take them out of desperation.

But since moving to Xindi, the following series of actions are undoubtedly aimed at building the world of equality and abundance in my heart.

Whenever people in the tribe looked at her with almost god-worshiping eyes, she couldn't deceive herself.

It's not that she saved them, but that this small community is actually filling her missing emotions and saving her once lost and empty soul.

Especially in those dark times when she lost her parents, she became an orphan forgotten by the whole world, and she almost never came out in the next ten years.

All the days of laughter have always been pale behind.

Here, she realized more deeply that she was so needed.

It is also because of such a realization that I am no longer attached to whether I can return to the modern society.

She did her best to lead the people of the tribe to build houses and fence the yards, hoping that they, like herself, could have an undisturbed space that truly belonged to them, with food and clothing.

Although it is still far from realizing the final vision, every stage goal has been overcome layer by layer, and she is becoming more confident.

Everyone moved from the original bamboo shack to the brick and tile house community, and Sang Yu felt that she had achieved a new achievement.

She told the tribal people that as long as they live in the tribe and do not violate tribal laws, the house will always belong to them until they die, and the house will be passed on to their next generation.

Even if the tribe needs to re-plan this area in the future, they will be given houses of the same value in exchange.

House property rights are owned by individuals, which is a small step forward for private ownership.

Everyone rushed to tell each other and cheered.

Today is the beginning of winter, and Sang Yu immediately announced a three-day holiday.

Let everyone use this time to move in, simply decorate their own houses, and experience what it is like to live in a house.

And she herself has to take a good rest and tidy up the house.

But for the first batch of homeowners who have already moved into the house as early as August, Sang Yu doesn't want to let them be too idle.

So he found Gao and asked him to plan the tribal football match.

Soccer is currently the most entertaining and exciting recreational activity in the tribe, but it is a pity that they are not organized on weekdays, and they just play casually, which is a lot less fun.

Now that they heard that there was going to be an event at the entire tribe level, everyone was eager to move.

Except for the men in the tribe who have unlimited expectations for the football game, the most excited ones are especially the women.

This may be the most focused and important occasion they participated in for the first time.

With the improvement of the tribe's food conditions, the women's physique is also getting better and better. Coupled with daily training and regular rest, the physical gap between men and women is no longer so obvious.

So the football game adopts a mixed game of men and women. Each team sends five men, five women and goalkeepers of random gender to participate.

Form a football team with the production team as a unit.

There are a few teams with a small number of people, so they form a pair of two.

Clothing workshops and neighborhood committees are combined into a clothing team.

The management personnel of the children's management center and the security team are combined into the Shaoan team.

The pottery team and the brick team are combined into the terracotta team.

In this way, the tribe has a total of eight teams, namely planting team, breeding team, hunting team, handicraft team, construction team, pottery team, clothing team and Shao'an team.

Carried out in a round robin mode, it will take about 28 games.

Every Sunday is used as the game time, one game in the morning and one game in the afternoon. Everyone can practice after work, but it cannot take up work time.

The start of the tribal football league has made the whole tribe excited. People have never been so excited, and they have never imagined that there will be such a day. They have been hovering on the hunger line, and they have the opportunity to move towards spiritual prosperity. one day.

The eight-team football match lasts at least two or three months. Because they only have one game time per week.

Sang Yu was not in a hurry, and of course she had thought about the prizes in advance.

The top three were rewarded, the runner-up was rewarded with a heavy rooster, the runner-up each with a set of sackcloth and a rabbit, and the champion with a set of silk clothing.

After more than four years of development, the tribe's silk industry has also improved slightly, and they still have the ability to produce more than a dozen sets of clothes.

All other participating team members will get ten doughnuts.

These prizes are relatively simple, but they are the only things that the tribe can offer.

But the prize is not the prize, the process is the most important.

Sang Yu directly left things like the football game to the team leaders to organize, so she didn't need to worry so much, just enjoy the holiday.

Sangyu's residence is located between the halfway up the mountain and the foot of the mountain. It is a small courtyard house with a bedroom, a study room, a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom. The yard is also very simple, with some flowers and plants planted there.

A solid door was also installed.

Sang Yu still has lingering fears after being kidnapped by Lu Da and others in the middle of the night more than a year ago. The handicraft team also built a strong gate according to her design drawings and installed it immediately.

As long as the door is closed, she has her own private and independent space.

Not far from the small courtyard is the administrative center built by several brick houses, and it is also the place where she holds meetings and offices with various team leaders on weekdays.

She doesn't work at home, she goes to the office when she has something to do, and tells everyone not to go to her home with business.

Now the small courtyard has been decorated and is full of life.

On the first day of the holiday, Sang Yu slept until eleven o'clock before getting up.

Toothbrushes from a few years ago are no longer used and discarded. Today, toothbrushes can only be made from the branches of the acacia tree. Fortunately, this kind of wood can produce foam, which is good for cleaning the mouth.

Just as I was about to comb my hair, I found that the five-year-old comb had broken a few teeth.

The only consolation is that the vanity mirror I carry with me is still in good condition. Otherwise, Sang Yu would almost forget what she looked like.

But I ran out of lipstick, skin care products, no perfume, no eyebrow pencil.

If this goes on like this, it won't work to be ashamed every day.

Sang Yu couldn't help frowning, it seemed that it was time to enter the daily necessities and skin care products industry.

Handmade soap, shampoo, aloe vera gel... These things can still be made with a little brainpower.

These daily necessities, seemingly unsurprising, can make people's lives more convenient and further improve people's sense of happiness.

If you take it for trade, it will definitely become a hot commodity.

Just after washing, she heard footsteps coming from the yard, but she knew who it was without looking back.

The gate of this yard is equipped with a simple lock, and she can only give out a key if it can be opened from the outside.

When she came out of the bathroom, she saw an egg on the stone table in the yard.

On the bench next to him, a pair of long legs were raised.

Sang Yu walked over to pick up the egg, rolled it on the stone table, and kicked the foot that was hanging on the edge of the chair while peeling the skin.

"Are you on duty this morning?"

The person who was lying down removed the rice paper covering his face, revealing a pretty face with willow eyebrows and starry eyes that is unforgettable at a glance.

The expression on Yu's face was rather bored, "No, but I'm on the night shift in the first half of the night tonight."

There are two teams in the tribe, and they can't rest completely during holidays. One is the breeding team and the other is the security team.

The breeding team can also prepare food materials in advance and feed them at the point. However, the security team must be on duty at a specific sentry point, and it cannot be relaxed on holidays.

These two teams have always been on duty, and Sang Yu can only compensate them materially as much as possible.

Sang Yu looked at her sympathetically and said, "Do you want to go back and rest first, so that you will be refreshed at night?"

"Go to bed in the afternoon, I haven't eaten lunch yet."

"Then what are you doing here if you don't go to the dining hall?"

"I went, otherwise how did the egg come here."

"Why don't you go to the dining hall to eat?"

"A big pot of stew and cassava every day, I don't want to eat."

"The other tribes don't know how to fill their stomachs yet, so you start to dislike it."

"..." If you don't say anything, you will acquiesce.

Sang Yu chuckled, "Do you want to use my status as the leader again to go to Yuan's place to get meat!"

Unexpectedly, Yu showed a sly look in rare eyes, and lifted his chin towards the corner of the wall.

Sang Yu turned her head and saw another pheasant that was still thumping.

This pheasant does not look like a farm. Since the tribe declared, prey harvested during non-working hours.

If there is no clay pot as big as the No. 2 pot that can be handled by itself, the big guys will be more and more keen to go home and start a small stove by themselves.

Now only the dining hall has a large iron pot, and Sangyu has a small iron pot. Others have clay pots in their homes, but they are enough for them.

Yu didn't speak, just looked at her with dark eyes.

She finally spread her hands and compromised: "Okay, you go to boil the water, and deal with the pheasant first."

Yu put his long legs away, sat up slowly, and went to the kitchen to light a fire and boil water.

While boiling water, I went to chop firewood in the yard.

"Every time you come here, you keep chopping firewood. I won't be able to burn the firewood for this wall until next year."

"It will snow in more than a month." Yu said, waving the axe.

It takes a lot of firewood to burn a kang when it snows.

Sang Yu watched her neat movements while stirring the cassava flour, stopped nagging, and was busy with her work.

"Go and light up the stove next to you."

"oh…"

She is going to make tapioca noodles today.

The rice was finally planted this spring. But it will take another two years to cultivate the seeds, and it will be after next year when we can really eat white rice.

At present, cassava and millet are still the staple food.

Now that there are cows and stone mills, more and more people can eat cassava and millet pancakes. However, the tribe has many people and limited animal power, so it is not often available.

But Sang Yu is the leader, so naturally she cannot do without her.

It's just that she doesn't want to eat noodles today, and she is mixing millet flour and tapioca flour to make a thin rice milk.

Seeing that the second stove was already burning, he asked Mou Yu to wash the small iron pot and put it on.

Put lard in the hot pan, and then scoop two spoons of cassava pulp that has been mashed into the pan, spread it thin and fry it into pancakes.

After frying five or six pancakes in a row, the batter and rice milk just ran out.

Yu was looking at the fire, but couldn't help but glance at the woman by the stove.

At this time, Sang Yu, who was seriously cutting the face, had her long hair tied behind her. But a thin strand of hair hanging from the side caught her gaze.

Yu didn't know how to describe her feelings, she didn't know many words.

And the words in my head can't fully describe my mood. Especially when a woman gave her an angry look and made her watch the fire, she even felt a very useful feeling spread all over her body.

"Go get that big clay bowl..."

"oh…"

"Take the basin and wash it."

"oh…"

"The water in the pot over there is boiling, go to the pheasant to deal with it."

Sang Yu commanded her without any burden.

It was just a gust of wind blowing her long hair to her mouth.

At this time, she was holding a kitchen knife in her hand, cutting the fried pancake into noodles, and her hands were covered with oil.

Just let it hang down.

Unexpectedly, the figure next to him approached, stretched out his hand to gently shake the lock of hair, and pinned it behind the small ear.

Sang Yu turned her head and met the gaze that the other party was looking at. Those eyes paused for breath under the long eyelashes, but then quickly turned around and stopped looking at her.

Yu was glanced at by her emotionless eyes, and took two steps back somewhat at a loss, saying: "I...I... just saw it float, and I couldn't hold it back."

"Your dog's paw, I'll chop it off in a while and throw it into the pot to cook."

Yu didn't hear any displeasure or other emotions in her voice. Immediately he was pampered, stretched out his hand like a puppy, drooping in front of his chest, and said: "Here, you can chop it up."

Sang Yu glared at her, scolded her for being in the way, and drove her away to pull out the chicken feathers.

In less than five minutes, Yu quickly brought over the cleaned pheasant.

It was not the first time that Sang Yu had experienced her speed, and said, "You chop..."

Yu took the iron knife in her hand graciously, and was about to open it when Sang Yu stopped her.

"Put this apron on, it will splash everywhere in a while."

After speaking, I took off the "apron" that I transformed into an old dress from my body.

"Head down...raise hands..."

Sang Yu said, but didn't make her turn around, and stretched her hands directly from both sides of her waist to tie the belt behind her.

It looked like he was hugging her waist from the front.

It was the first time that Yu was so close to her in a place other than sleeping, he didn't dare to move, and let her play with her.

until the arms are empty.

She turned around in frustration, and was about to chop the chicken when she heard Sang Yu speak.

"By the way, people from the Canglin tribe have brought cattle over."

Sang Yu was woken up by this incident in the morning, otherwise she would have slept for another half an hour.

When Yu heard the Canglin Tribe's name, his expression was not very good, and he didn't respond.

"That tourer is also here. I heard that their tribe just captured a herd of bison recently. I guess they want to make a big deal this time."

"..." Seeing the other party's lack of interest, Sang Yu continued: "He knows that our tribe is playing a ball game these days, and he wants to come in and watch it, and he wants to stay for a few more days."

"And then I said yes."

Yu: "You are the leader, you are in charge."

Hearing what she said, Sang Yu felt blocked for no reason.