The first thing Ye Fan looked for was Ba Chu, as the first right-hand man under Jiang Simeng, he took a lot of food, especially knowing that these things were collected by Ye Fan's clansmen, Ba Chu was even more ambiguous when he started to move, so he almost emptied this warehouse, at this time in Ba Chu's tent, he was trying to cook sweet potatoes, and the noble senior warrior naturally had not eaten this kind of civilian food.

There was a commotion outside the tent, which made Ba Chu very upset, "Go out and see what's going on? Don't you know if this is my tent?

"Lord Bachu, it was the Brahman God Warrior who brought a group of civilians!"

"How many civilians are there?" Ba Chu asked cautiously, he had thought that Ye Fan would come over to ask for the guilt, but his strength was there, and the two of them still had a great chance of winning against Ba Chu alone, and Ye Fan could only mobilize these civilians for the rest.

"It's... You better come out and take a look for yourself..."The faces of his subordinates were very bad, and Ba Chu thought that with Ye Fan's appeal, he would come to the twenties and thirties, but the moment he walked out of the tent, he was still shocked!

This manna is twenty or thirty, but five or six hundred!

"I said Ba Chu, you said!" Ye Fan stood outside the tent that was already standing in Ba Chu at this time and began the first round of mouth spitting, "Ba Chu!"

"!"

Although the five or six hundred civilians didn't understand what "" meant, after shouting out, they always felt that the whole person became refreshed, his waist was not sore, his back was not painful, and it was not difficult to go up to the fifth floor!

Ba Chu only felt a little stuffy in his chest, "What do you mean by this, have you forgotten the injuries that I, Ba Chu, suffered to protect you?"

"Are you really here to protect civilians, or do you want to fight for power and profit?" Ye Fan stepped forward and looked directly at Ba Chu, "As long as you dare to swear, everything you do is for the sake of the clan, and I will give away the food you took today!"

"Remember, it's an oath to the Brahma God!" Ye Fan looked at Bachu with a smile, "You know, lying to the Brahma God is a great sin!"

Ba Chu took a deep breath, although the other clansmen did not speak, but Ye Fan represented the interests of these people, they stood behind them, and they were an invisible force in themselves, "You guys take the food back, I haven't moved a single thing!"

The civilians looked at each other, this was the first time they had resisted the high-ranking soldiers, or was it the upstart Bachu among them, usually they could only look up to each other, but they didn't expect this guy to admit it now?

"Everyone, let's change the slogan, I call Ba Chu, you call a good person!" Ba Chu wanted to stop Ye Fan at this time, but found that these clansmen were now addicted to shouting slogans, "Ba Chu!"

"Good guys!"

Zhang Ran was even more smiling at this time, after all, Ye Fan was shouting slogans in Huaxia, "Fang Min, a man, there are more than 500 good people cards in one day, can he still find a partner in the future?"

"Sister Ran, don't say that this wild man is quite strong!" Fang Min looked like a nymphomaniac, but Zhang Ran's eyes when he looked at Ba Chu were secretly murderous.

"Didn't you see this guy killing people in the survivor camp!" Zhang Ran couldn't forget the scene of Ba Chu holding a double axe and constantly slashing, but now Ba Chu definitely didn't recognize Zhang Ran, after the latter's hair grew, it was like a different person.

After returning all the food, Ba Chu entered the camp in embarrassment, his goal was not just to be a high-level warrior, he wanted to use Jiang Simeng to finally climb to the throne of the king, then he couldn't have too bad a relationship with these civilians, Ba Chu felt for the first time that it was difficult to be a good person, and Ye Fan, a bastard, actually publicly mocked himself, thinking that five or six hundred people shouted "good man" at him, Ba Chu was suddenly full of anger.

After torturing Ba Chu, Ye Fan's next stop was Mu Li, a fat man of three hundred catties, "I, Ye Fan, return the food!"

Six words, simple and domineering, touching the chrysanthemum he had just restored, Mu Li walked out of the tent at this time, "Oh! Isn't this Brother Fan? What kind of wind blew you here? Food, right? No problem, I'll give it back to you right away, I haven't eaten a bite, really!"

For the first time, the clansmen felt that they were no different from these high-level warriors, or even better, at least Ye Fan was helping them.

Gu Chen excitedly returned to the king's tent, "Wang, your guess is really right, these civilians all followed Ye Fan! Even Bachu, the bastard, returned the original amount of food!"

"That's why I won't let you pass!" The clansmen have been oppressed by these high-level warriors for too long!" The king sighed, "I have issued some laws just to ease the contradictions between the two sides, but there are always some high-ranking warriors who think very highly of themselves! I feel that these civilians dare not resist, after all, there are more civilians in the tribe!"

At this time, Wang said earnestly to Gu Chen: "Don't underestimate them, they will be the ones who will farm the land in the future, and they will be the ones who collect materials! The soldiers have achieved honor on the battlefield, but the support of civilians in the rear is equally important! Why is the Yanhu tribe strong? It is because of the supplies in the rear!"

"Didn't people devour other tribes and raise a lot of slaves? We can too!" Gu Chen was a little unconvinced, he was a person with vested interests, so he naturally would not speak from the perspective of civilians.

"Stupid! I won't tell you more! You just need to understand that none of the high-ranking warriors of the Holy Maiden Sect this time should think about it!"

Wang's words were immediately fulfilled, and the high-level soldiers who were mixed with Jiang Simeng were all patronized by Ye Fan with more than five hundred people, if there were only a few dozen people, maybe these high-level soldiers would directly let their subordinates do it, but with so many civilians, one person could drown them with a mouthful of foam, let alone do it.

After bringing the food back to the tent, Ye Fan distributed it evenly to everyone according to the agreement, which also allowed him to get more support, the civilians didn't ask for much, they just wanted to live well, Wang and Ye Fan both understood this truth, Ye Fan thought that this time the king would stop him, at least meet with him, but he didn't expect the other party to still sit firmly on the Diaoyutai platform.

Zhang Ran and Mo Li compared with each other at this time, using simple sign language to communicate, the reason is very simple, Mo Li wanted to go to Ye Fan, but the next day of the eldest aunt, she was really in unbearable pain, she wanted to know the situation outside, so she could only ask Zhang Ran to inquire, but both of them only learned their own languages for more than a day, and finally used the most unpretentious language of human beings - sign language!

After Ye Fan entered the tent with the sweet potato, he saw the difficult communication between the two women, "What are you talking about?

"You're here! This sign language exchange has exhausted me to death! Your family Moli cares too much about your affairs, so you have to let me tell her what's going on!" Zhang Ran was relieved at this time, she wanted to take the opportunity to communicate with Mo Liduo, who knew that the other party would not leave Ye Fan in three sentences!

When Mo Li learned Huaxia language, the first word was Ye Fan's name, "Did the grain come back? Those high-level warriors didn't do anything to you, right?"

"No, relying on the support of these clansmen, they don't dare to act easily, but in the future, that holy woman will probably target me even more, hehe!" Anyway, the grievances and hatred between Ye Fan and Jiang Simeng can't be explained clearly, "Ah Li, you don't have to worry, I'll go cook sweet potato porridge for you first, your aunt needs to drink more hot water the next day!"

"Poof!" Zhang Ran was drinking water at this time, and when he heard the straight man's four-character scripture, he couldn't help laughing, "Ye Fan, I know why you were single in the city before! You won't meet a girl, just let the family drink more hot water!"

"Drink plenty of hot water!"

"Ye Fan, you remember to the old lady, the most annoying thing for the old lady is to drink more hot water!"

Ignoring Zhang Ran's roar, Ye Fan quickly cooked the meal, this heavy rain doesn't know how long it will last, tomorrow he must reduce the supply of food, so that he can last a little longer, and the continuous heavy rain is not a good thing for sweet potatoes!

It seems that the desert island does not want his farming business to go smoothly!

...

In Jiang Simeng's tent, Bachu and Mu Li and other senior warriors of the Holy Maiden Sect gathered together, only Jiang Simeng's food was not asked back by Ye Fan, in order to win people's hearts, Jiang Simeng invited these people to eat in the tent today.

"Damn, this slave really doesn't know what to do! I asked me to give him all the food back!"

"Doesn't he know that we are the cronies of the Holy Maiden, and how did this waste get mixed up in the tribe?"

"Bachu, Mu Li! you two have a word!"

Ba Chu frowned, seeing Jiang Simeng's equally inquiring eyes, he stubbornly said: "Today's matter, I was waiting for Ye Fan to send him to the door and fight him again, if it goes well, I will kill him directly! But this bastard is very cunning! The civilians are all encouraged by him, if I do it, it will mean that our Holy Maiden Sect will completely break with the civilians!"

Mu Li's reason is much simpler, he just doesn't want the chrysanthemum to bloom again, of course he can't say this to these colleagues, "That's right, I think the same as Brother Bachu!"

Ba Chu glanced at Mu Li, "Then what do you say next?"

"How do I understand? You're coming, hehe!"

Ba Chu looked at Jiang Simeng and said with a serious face: "Now we want to get rid of Ye Fan, it is impossible in the tribe! At present, the tribe has been divided into three factions, or the prototype! One side is our Holy Maiden faction, and the other side is the prince faction, now if Ye Fan is willing, the representative of the civilian faction is him!"

"Bachu, you're not joking? You say that these civilians are also worthy of negotiating terms with us, so they are not afraid that we will kill them all in a fit of rage?"

This kind of stupid guy deserves to come to the meeting?" Ba Chu frowned, "What I'm afraid of is not that they simply rebel, but that without them, many things in the tribe will have to be put on hold! Do your warriors go back to set up tents and build tools? These crafts are in the hands of civilians!"

"Slow down, I seem to have a way to deal with Ye Fan!" Jiang Simeng's eyes lit up, instantly attracting the attention of the soldiers under his command.