Ye Fan held the woven straw sandals in his hand and showed them in front of everyone, "See, this thing is called shoes, you wear it on your feet, and you must keep it used to it in the future!"

In the 21st century, there are always some boring experts who say that shoes may be one of the worst discoveries of mankind, shoes make humans lose the ability to adapt to the ground, and wearing shoes can cause some diseases, etc., but these bricks and beasts do not take into account that without shoes, human beings are far less brilliant than they are now.

On the one hand, the shoes protect the soles of the feet from being worn out, so that bacteria will not seep in, and on the other hand, they increase the friction and allow people to better walk on various terrains, but the Zunlu people obviously do not have the habit of wearing shoes, and even Mo Li only put on shoes under the influence of Ye Fan.

"Warrior, why are you letting us wear this kind of thing?"

"The ground is flat now, you can't feel it, if you get to the ground with a lot of sand and gravel, your feet will soon be punctured, and wearing it can effectively protect the soles of your feet!" Ye Fan handed Ah Qing a pair, and the latter wore it under his feet.

"It's very comfortable, the size is just right!" As soon as Ah Qing put them on, the others immediately picked up their shoes, which were straw sandals that Ye Fan had knitted in advance, he was worried that the shoes would not be enough to wear, but now they were a lot empty.

The civilians who put on straw sandals suddenly felt the support of the soles of their feet, and they looked at Ye Fan even more grateful, knowing that many people on the desert island died of festering wounds, and the help of shoes was too great.

An afternoon was spent in the middle of a short rest, and the civilians had no complaints about it, and later they didn't need Ye Fan to shout, they completed the corresponding training by themselves.

"Yes! Here's the next training!"

As soon as they heard that there was still training, the civilians cried out, "Everyone! I promise you will enjoy the next training!

As soon as they heard about eating, everyone was looking forward to it, after all, they were not active in eating, and they had problems with their thinking!

White boiled chicken breast, sweet potato, and fresh wild fruits, each person's portion is a lot, this is Ye Fan's diet plan according to modern nutrition, the physical fitness of these civilians is not as good as that of soldiers, so it must be improved from the diet, Ye Fan believes that with his own training, these 20 people will become his absolute main force!

Ah Qing took the lead in eating, eating is better than nothing, as soon as he took the lead, others also began to eat, sweet potatoes are soft and glutinous, wild fruits are sweet and sour, but the white water chicken breast is too unpalatable.

"Don't vomit! Eat it all for me!" Ye Fan immediately supervised: "The other clansmen don't have to eat if they want to, in order to train you, Lao Tzu has made a lot of money!

The fear of taking a break made the civilians immediately choose to eat chicken breast, of course, this is not something that can be improved by one or two meals, and Ye Fan did not increase the amount of training too much today, this is a gradual process, in order to be able to leave the desert island in the future, these are the foundations.

"Stinky boy, you can toss everyone enough today!" The high priest finished the affairs of the clan and sat next to Ye Fan, "Those bastards are gone, everything falls on me and the king, but you, you have a good life!"

"Hehe, you know what a fart!" Ye Fan handed over the sweet potato, "Those lower-level soldiers can't command at all, and they are dragged one by one like two hundred and fifty or eighty thousand! My current strength can only feed these 20 people at most! But I can raise more people in the future! They are the special forces on the desert island!"

"What special forces, I can't understand what you kid said!" The high priest was used to Ye Fan often popping out a few new words, "The Yanhu tribe has released the news that the five small tribes have united to attack us!"

"Small tribes?"

Seeing that Ye Fan's tone was a little contemptuous, the high priest immediately explained: "If these five tribes are united, even the Yanhu tribe will not dare to underestimate them! Especially Ye Hua of the poisonous scorpion tribe, this kid has two strokes, and he controls the scorpion to fight with you, how do you play?"

"Controlling the scorpion?" Ye Fan had a headache, he was stung, it was not a trivial matter, there were a total of 20 people in his hands, and it was a great loss to die one.

"You know it's difficult, right?" the High Priest sighed, "And that poison can only be solved by Ye Hua! the others are helpless in the face of scorpion venom!"

"Don't think about it yet, is the fence I asked you to help with is done?"

"It's all a small thing, I just don't know what you're doing with that thing!"

The desert island is rich in products, but once it comes to winter, or the weather turns cold, then it will fall into the dilemma of lack of food, Ye Fan let the people plant sweet potatoes, dried into dried sweet potatoes, to solve the problem of staple food; but the problem of eating meat has not been solved, and the fence is built with a roof, just to raise pheasants in captivity.

The domestic chicken is living in a comfortable environment, gradually losing the ability to fly, with the hunting method of the Zunlu people, it is easy to extinct a species, while Ye Fan retains the concept of sustainable development, and raises the pheasant pen into poultry, and there will be meat to eat at any time when the time comes!

The high priest was puzzled when he saw Ye Fan driving the live pheasants he caught, "Stinky boy, you don't kill them to eat meat, but feed them food, what does this mean?"

"You know a fart, Lao Tzu, this is sustainable development!" After saying that, Ye Fan stopped paying attention to the high priest and returned to his tent.

There was a tense atmosphere in the tribe, everyone knew that the upcoming war was related to the life and death of the tribe, Mo Li collected a lot of herbs, and Zhang Ran also followed her, but the latter didn't have any intention of flirting with her sister, and she found that she wanted to see what Ye Fan, a stinky man, was doing.

"Ah Li, is it hard to collect medicine today?"

Before Ah Li could speak, Zhang Ran was already crying bitterly, "Don't you see that there is another person who also goes to collect medicine? Sure enough, it is treated differently, heh, man!"

"Brother Ran, our two brothers are still polite!" Ye Fan took Mo Li's hand after speaking, "Ah Li, I left you a meal, let's go quickly." ”

"Okay, Ye Fan, you have worked hard today, have you eaten well?"

Zhang Ran felt empty in his heart at this time, "Could it be that the old lady was straightened? Why did I eat Ye Fan's vinegar when I saw Ye Fan and Mo Li like that?"

Zhang Ran scolded angrily, and returned to the tent, don't look at Ye Fan eating chicken breast for the civilians who have been trained, as for the chicken thighs, they are secretly kept, and now they are taken out and roasted, full of aroma!

"Brother Ran, come! This is baked for you, and those who see it have a share!"

"You have a conscience!" Zhang Ran said with a smile, "Have you forgotten that there is another woman who may be helpful to us?" is the blonde Persian cat next to Jiang Simeng!"

Thinking of Rachel's explosive figure, Ye Fan couldn't help but swallow his saliva, but that guy had a masochistic tendency, Ye Fan still planned to stay away from him, "Ye Fan, you are talking! Isn't that woman from the company?"

"You may not believe it, she is also a Lala, I suggest that Brother Ran take her down and strengthen our team, so that we can have a much better life. ”

"Fuck off! I'm going to tell you something serious, what kind of calf are you talking to me!" Zhang Ran angrily posed with two big white legs, such a beautiful scene, Ye Fan naturally wouldn't miss it, "Look at a fart! Look at the old lady digging out your thief eyes!"

"Ye Fan, if that woman is really helpful, I think I can contact her. Mo Li interrupted while eating chicken legs, "Wasn't this woman the one who helped the Famine Messenger last time?"

"Ah Li, Brother Ran, what's wrong with the two of you today? The sun came out of the west? and let me go to Rachel?" Ye Fan knew Mo Li's temper, although he didn't say it, he would still be jealous, not to mention that he didn't have any other thoughts about a woman like Rachel, if it wasn't for the last resort, he really didn't want to contact it.

"Ahem!" Rachel walked into the tent at this time and looked at Ye Fan with a smile, "I didn't expect it, friend! I am that image in your heart? You still want Tie Lala to bend me, yes! Isn't it the time to beg me to be ** before?"

"It's over... This time it's really three women in one play!"