Eating his daughter's filial barbecue, the chief showed no sign of being short-tongued and said sternly to Zhou Jiping: "Don't cook meat like this again. Meat roasted over fire will lose a lot of oil." Then, the three old men gnawed on the barbecue.
Went back to the woodshed.
He must have not eaten enough! Zhou Jiping looked at the backs of the old men with disdain
Except for Zhou Jiping, this meal is the most delicious and filling meal that many farming warriors have ever eaten in their lives. The tender pork roasted over a campfire is something that people will never forget, and even many years later, about the
The memory of this meal is still what the tribal warriors in their twilight years show off to their children and grandchildren - back then, I once enjoyed delicious food with the great tribal king, and the delicious food he baked for us was unparalleled.
Zhou Jiping still hasn't eaten enough. It's not that he has nothing to eat, but that he can't eat enough. First, he's worried that his appetite won't be able to adapt; second, the knowledge he learned in the reconnaissance brigade made him have to be like this. This is how people are. If they eat too much, a large amount of blood will
It flows to the stomach to help digestion, so people will easily become sleepy and their reaction speed will slow down. Now, Zhou Jiping needs to keep a clear mind at all times, because he has a lot of things to do at night: inspecting the tribe's security guards, continuing to practice, and being alert at any time.
The Leopard might be coming, but he didn't know that when he left the wooden shed square, a tribal meeting about him was being held in the wooden shed.
A total of eight people attended the meeting: the chief, two elders, a wizard, and four hunting captains. The meeting had only one topic: whether to allow Zhou Jiping to join the hunting team.
Among the hunting captains: Pengre and Didia agreed that Zhou Jiping should join the hunting team. The reason is: Zhou is a very special person, very friendly to people, and has many methods. He can make deer rocks to defend leopards, which he could do before.
No one had thought of this method. Before him, if something like this happened, only one or two hunting teams could be left to protect the tribe. He also changed the defense method of cultivated land, using stone defense lines to prevent baboons and wild boars.
He attacked and killed two wild boars with his horn spear. This feat was seen by everyone in the tribe. It was a matter of course for Zhou to join the hunting team.
The two hunting captains, Duka and Bafada, disagreed with Zhou Jiping's joining the hunting team. The reason was that although Zhou had done some things, it had not been proven whether Luyan could guard against leopards. What's more, there were rumors in the next few days that Zhou Jiping
It brought bad luck to the tribe. Although the chief punished those who spread the rumor, it was inevitable that some people would have opinions about Zhou. At this time, it was not appropriate for him to join a hunting team composed of tribal warriors. As for the two wild boars he caught,
It was only hunted with the help of others, and he also injured his hand. If he was in the hunting team, I am afraid he would have died long ago. This method of stone defense is not surprising. It is just the soldiers who are cultivating the land throwing stones.
Too bad. If it is hunters, there is no need for any defense line at all. In addition, as the chief's son-in-law, an outsider, the tribal warriors should protect his safety. It is not the turn of an outsider to defend the tribe. Furthermore, Zhou is here.
By the seventh day, although he had hunted prey, it was still hard to say whether he really wanted to stay in the tribe. People with white skin could hardly believe it. It would be safe to wait and see what Zhou's plan was.
The two elders also had different opinions. Elder Aiga believed that Zhou was able to hunt two wild boars by himself. No matter how others helped him, Zhou was also the first person to stab a wild boar. He could hunt a four-legged beast that was heavy enough alone.
People can join the hunting party. This is Damon's long-standing rule and cannot be changed easily.
Elder Mu Mabei thought: Zhou Jiping has been in the tribe for too short a time, and it is unimaginable to join the hunting team in such a short period of time. After all, Zhou is an outsider. Once Zhou uses the opportunity of joining the hunting team to do something detrimental to the tribe,
, will have a great impact on Damon. Damon has suffered losses from white people more than once.
Three to three, a draw. In the Damon tribe, wizards are just messengers who communicate with gods and cannot express personal opinions, so the key now is to look at the opinions of the chief.
Seeing everyone looking at him, the chief spoke slowly: "If Zhou joins the hunting team, and as he is my son-in-law, as long as he does well, he will have the right to take over as the chief. I won't
I hope this happens! This is unfair to Duca." The chief's frank words attracted the attention of everyone present. This was the first time the chief mentioned the issue of selecting the future chief in public.
The chief continued calmly: "I have always wanted Duka to be Damon's chief. He saved my life and also saved Damon. It's just that he is too young now. I hope he will be more mature."
"In comparison, Duka knows this grassland better than Zhou. As a newcomer to the tribe, it is obviously inappropriate for Zhou to join the hunting team now. Look at what he made for dinner. Two wild boars are enough for two hunting teams and
Their family enjoyed it, but his method only fed a dozen tribal warriors. This is unacceptable to me. After a while, when he becomes more familiar with this grassland, I may let him join the hunting team."
Seeing Elder Ejia about to speak, the chief blocked Chief Ejia's words with his eyes: "As for the tribal rules, the rules are for Damon's own tribe, not for foreigners like him who have just arrived in the tribe for a few days.
"As the chief, I must prevent any situation that is detrimental to the tribe. Damon cannot bear the danger of overly believing in foreigners. The war has caused too much damage to Damon." At this point, the chief seemed to have aged ten years.
He stood up dejectedly and never looked at the crowd again. He turned around and walked towards his thatched cottage. Several of his personal followers immediately followed him loyally.
Everyone in the wooden shed looked at each other, and they seemed to see the damage that the war had done to Damon in each other's eyes. No one wanted to talk any more, and they dispersed in silence.
The bonfire was crackling, and the soldiers sat on the ground around the bonfire holding guns. Huriga's hoarse voice echoed on the training ground.
In his singing, the blue sky and white clouds of the Mongolian grasslands flutter, the sheep grazing accompanied by the sound of the matouqin, the hunting flag of the Mongolian cavalry...
The song stopped, and the soldiers were speechless for a long time. In this distant song, silence seemed to be a natural thing.
"Huruga, come one, Huriga, come one." After an unknown amount of time, the soldiers shouted in unison again.
"I won't sing anymore. I've already sung a few, and I'm tired." This period is often when Huriga is at his best.
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Zhou Jiping couldn't calm down, his middle finger was throbbing with pain, and his thoughts were flying like snowflakes in front of the military camp...