I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Mu Feng led the Bluebird and his party into the city.

For the people in the Blue Bird Club, there are novelties everywhere.

Chaolu, Yinqiang, Aziger and others have come to Dajiang for the first time, and they are dizzy.

It was not the first time Aguli came here, and he was dazzled-he really couldn't figure out why his Blue Bird Department hadn't changed much for many years, and he felt different every time he came to Dajiang!

Changning was okay, his eyes were full of Mu Feng, and he didn't even care about the changes around him.

Because a few people arrived near noon, Mu Feng asked him to arrange lunch.

The people in the Blue Bird Club were amazed at the food on the table.

"Just what, brother! Sweet and soft?"

"What about this, white and big?"

"Warchief, what kind of grass is this, can you also eat it?"

...

To a group of customers who asked while eating, Mu Feng always smiled and answered.

As a result, many people praised again and again.

"Yellow potatoes are so delicious, why are they different from the ones my sister brought home?"

"This white and big steamed bun is so delicious!"

"I want to drink fish soup!"

...

After eating and drinking, and taking a short break at noon, Mu Feng led them to take a tour outside the classroom of Dajiang School, which drew praise from a few people.

Many of them had their eyes blinking and thoughtful.

Then Mu Feng led them into the "outside school" and began to teach them.

Except for Changning who can write two characters and Aguli knows that Dajiang has characters, the eyes of everyone present are piercing.

Before coming, High Priest Ke Wuji told them that Da Jiang's words can be written into sentences and texts, which are far beyond the "bookmark" he invented.

Instead of waiting for him to come up with enough "patterns" to remember things and deliver messages, it is better to learn Da Jiang's writing directly, which saves time and effort.

Especially when I learned that this time I came to Da Jiang not only to learn words, but also to learn how to fight wars, and even got the "assessment" of the young warchief here.

And this assessment can affect the selection of future chiefs of the Blue Bird Department.

This increasingly caused several people to listen very carefully since Mu Feng began to give lectures.

It's just that these few people are limited by "wisdom", they can read and write, and they haven't finished learning ten words in one afternoon.

According to Mu Feng's understanding, several people have learned "wen" from Ke Wuji, and it should be easier to learn to write.

But he overlooked a problem, that is, the "wen" created by Ke Wuji is a pictographic character, but what he teaches is the "modern" character that has evolved for thousands of years and has been strictly regulated.

So after teaching three or five characters, he discovered this problem and had to explain to them with examples of "mountain" and "water".

"Look, the character for'mountain' was originally written like this!" Mu Feng wrote a pictographic character for "mountain", which is between the oracle bone inscriptions and the seal script, a vivid picture of three peaks connected together.

Then he began to explain: "Look, do these three peaks look like the mountains you see?"

Chaolu interrupted and said, "Brother, there are no trees on this mountain?"

Aziger also scratched his head: "Warchief, which mountain is your painting?"

Yin Qian also nodded: "There is no river beside the mountain..."

Mu Feng almost turned black.

He couldn't laugh or cry: "We now need to know how'mountain' is written. It has nothing to do with trees. Besides, a mountain with trees is a mountain, but a mountain without trees is not?"

Zhaolu's eyes lit up: "Yes!"

The printing gun is also reflected here: "Oh—"

Mu Feng said again, "No matter which mountain it is, is it generally the top of the mountain and the foot of the mountain is wide?"

Everyone now reflected the filter and nodded together.

Then Mu Feng said: "But when I wrote ‘mountain’, I kept the peak and the foot of the mountain, and the mountainside was omitted, and it became such a ‘mountain’ directly!"

Then he wrote another "mountain" in simple strokes.

Everyone suddenly realized.

Then Mu Feng began to take "shui" as an example again, telling them how to write "shui".

These few people quickly grasped the essentials.

Next, Mu Feng taught the words "day", "month", "fire" and so on, and finally one person sent them a "big **** version" booklet.

Once again, everyone exclaimed.

Next, it's the turn to check in class practice.

Mu Feng smiled and said: "You start to write the words I just taught you. Whoever writes well can get a sheep!"

"what?"

"what!"

"You can get a sheep by writing without doing anything?"

Everyone thought they had heard it wrong.

It's not that they haven't seen sheep. In fact, the Blue Bird Club has never lacked sheep.

But the problem is that these sheep are not obtained by themselves, but caught and domesticated by the hunting team of the tribe.

They never thought that sitting in a room without moving, just writing here can get sheep!

Changning looked at Mu Feng: "You can get a sheep just by writing, it's too big for Jiang..."

She didn't finish, but she was clearly feeling sorry for Mu Feng.

Chao Lu curled her lips: "Sister, sister, brother didn't say anything, but you are here to worry about him!"

Changning Feng glared at him, and he shut up immediately.

Mu Feng waved his hand at Changning, and said with a smile: "It's okay, just a few sheep. But I have to say, not everyone can get it, but only those who write well!"

Chaolu exclaimed excitedly: "Come, come, write now, I can definitely get it!"

Mu Feng looked at the others.

They also nodded slightly excitedly.

A sheep is nothing to them, but if it is obtained in this way, it can still give them a great sense of satisfaction.

So several people began to write on paper.

Mu Feng walked back and forth in the classroom, looking left and right.

Chaolu finished writing first, got up and said, "Brother, come and have a look, I'm finished!"

Mu Feng smiled and motioned: "Okay, you don't need to stand up after writing, just raise your hand like this!"

"Raise your hand, gesture?" Chao showed up with confusion.

Mu Feng came to him and couldn't help but smile.

The words written by Chao Lu are crooked and crooked, like a teacher's "bad comment"-the earthworm is looking for a mother!

Chaolu triumphantly: "How about it, brother, did I write well?"

Mu Feng scratched his head, complimenting him without his conscience: "Uh, uh, not bad!"

Chaolu laughed.

Without waiting for Mu Feng to speak, Aguli, Aziger and others raised their hands one after another.

Mu Feng followed them to read their writing.

As a result, Mu Feng found a problem, that is, the writing of these characters is really hard for him to compliment.

Only uglier, not the ugliest.

In short, Mu Feng's evaluation of several people's writing is:

Agulee-Staggered and scratched with chicken feet, Mu Feng shook his head straight as he saw.

Aziger—Ghost painting symbol, even Mu Feng didn't know which was which.

Stamping gun-shrunk into a ball, still don't know how to write the words...

Fortunately, Lai Changning's words can still be read, barely recognizable.

As for the other members of the Blue Bird Department, only the one named Amumu wrote really well.

In comparison, the characters written by Konoha and Zhahe in the Dajiang tribe are very beautiful.

As for the comparison with people like Da Huyou and Hua Guzi, it is even more impossible.

It's just that Mu Feng is always difficult to dispel the enthusiasm of a few people, so he can only grit his teeth to pick the general from the lame, and praise the words Changning, Amumu, and Chaolu in front of everyone and judge him as the winner.

Changning looked at her own words, and then at the words of several people in the Blue Bird Ministry, and finally compared to Mu Feng's words, covering her face and couldn't bear to look directly.

Chaolu laughed loudly: "Haha, brother, look, let me just say it, I must write well!"

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