The Survival of the Wild Tribe

51-60

CHAPTER 51:

Winter is a very suitable season for staying at home, whether it is for the modern Luo Zhen or the primitive people.

There is no need to go out hunting and picking days, they have plenty of time to make all kinds of furniture that Luo Zhen said.

Heiya's home has almost become a carpentry room. Except for the newly-built wooden bed, there is a mess of wood in other places. Every time Luo Zhen comes, he is always worried about whether the fire in the firepit will be. The wood in this house was burned, but Hei Ya smiled and didn't care too much. At this time, the primitive people had not seen the terrible fire.

The animals kept in the enclosure have been slaughtered by Heifu leaders in the past few days. Animal blood and various meats have been packed in wooden barrels and have been distributed. They are neatly stacked in front of each house. For spectacular. The whole world has become a natural large refrigerator, but there is no need to worry about the meat will be put out.

Only the three sheep were left. Luo Zhen led them to build a hayloft that could shelter them from the wind and snow. Fortunately, they don't mind eating hay this season, but they live more leisurely than when they were running in the wild. In winter, I got fatter, and even the production of goat's milk increased a lot.

It has been more than a week since they last mentioned the matter of selecting the leader. This evening, Hei Fu gathered everyone at Luo Zhen's house. His house was the largest of all, crowded with more than 20 people. More than.

Luo Zhen prepared them bone soup in advance to quench the cold. Everyone stood or sat around the fire pond. They all knew what to say next. Everyone had different expressions on their faces. Luo Zhen silently observed it again. Obviously some people have different opinions on the matter of choosing a new leader.

"I believe everyone knows what is the purpose of gathering together tonight." Hei Fu cleared his throat, not intending to go around, but went straight to the subject: "After so long, everyone should have considered it? Tonight we are going to elect our new leader. From now on, the leader of the Black Mountain will no longer be our leader, and the Black Panther tribe will no longer be our tribe. The tribe, continue to live with a new identity."

Even though he knew what Hei Fu was going to say a long time ago, after hearing Hei Fu's words, there was still a slight commotion in the crowd.

Lu Zhan took a quick glance at everyone and threw the fried meat into his mouth. This is a small snack made by Luo Zhen for himself. It is only the size of peanuts and is packed in a small animal skin pocket. Lu Zhan is fine. He would take out one pill to eat, but it was a pity that Luo Zhen didn't like to eat so many fried things by himself. He said that he would get angry and would only make it for himself every three days. Lu Zhan curled his lips. He was loved by water, so he wouldn't be afraid of fire.

A Shui looked at Lu Zhan's animal skin belt bag with eyesight, and he almost ran out of water on the spot. Lu Zhan twisted a grain of meat and handed it to him. A Shui's eyes lit up and he was about to reach out to take it. Lu Zhan flipped his fingers and threw the meat pellets accurately into his mouth.

A Shui was dumbfounded, looked at him incredulously, and Lu Zhan grinned at him. Upon seeing this, Luo Zhen glared at Lu Zhan amusedly. Under the grievances of the opponent, he stretched out his hand and took out a large amount of meat from the opponent's animal skin pockets, and divided them between Ah Shui and the children next to him.

"You will make me two more bags in a while." Lu Zhan whispered in Luo Zhen's ear.

"No oil." Luo Zhen refused. His eyes fell on an inconspicuous red spot on the opponent's chin, and he was about to develop acne. This person still doesn't know how to quit. There is no herbal tea to give him. Lower the fire.