The next day, fifteen dumbfounded Samuns joined the newborn tribe and wandered aimlessly in front of the only wooden house at the foot of the mountain.

Although they have the physique of an adult Samon, their mind is no different from that of a baby.

The spark of civilization has been born, and the enlightenment chip is not a rotten street thing. Especially for Jiang Feng at this stage, this kind of chip that can quickly enlighten low-level creatures can be said to be one less piece with one piece, and there is no need to waste it on the same thing.

Therefore, these Samons have not been implanted with enlightenment chips, but have only taught the basic teaching of language, writing, and behavioral habits in the immersive virtual reality equipment in the laboratory.

After bringing these Samun to the bottom of the mountain, Jiang Feng immediately summoned Xiaobai and them, and handed over the task of educating these "newborns" to them as the same kind.

Even if Jiang Feng explained the task very clearly, until noon, Xiaobai was still in a state of confusion. It wasn't until the smell of the meat in the cauldron penetrated his nostrils that he came back to his senses from his bewildered state.

With his intelligence, he couldn't figure out why in just one night, there were fifteen more of his kind in the tribe.

In the end, he really couldn't figure it out, shook his head, stuffed all the unexplained phenomena to the gods, and decided not to waste many brain cells on such a problem that he couldn't understand at all.

God is omnipotent.

Everything they have was created by God.

In that case, it shouldn't be a problem to pinch a few Samons, right?

As for the other Samons, they almost thought the same thing.

So, without Jiang Feng's knowledge, his image in the hearts of the Samons was much taller for inexplicable reasons.

In this way, with the addition of the new Samun, the small tribe that originally had only five Samun gradually became lively.

Of course, the excitement is lively, and new problems are emerging.

First of all, there is the issue of food.

It used to be enough to feed the five mouths of the tribe with just one cauldron, but now it takes three cauldrons to make a fire at the same time to fill all the samon's bellies.

Seeing that the food inventory in the cold storage was shrinking day by day, in order to solve the food problem, Jiang Feng had to use the workbench to make four wooden longbows and five spears.

Four sturdy Samuns were selected from this group of "newborns" and handed them to the tribe's hunters, Long Arm, along with the newly crafted weapons, and instructed Long Arm to lead these men to hunt more prey for the tribe.

On the other hand, Silverbeard also got three Samun as helpers, and his daily task was no longer just to take care of the farmland, but also to take on the task of going out to collect wild vegetables and fruits. If you only eat meat, even if these Samuns can stand it, Jiang Feng can't stand it.

However, the forest is quite rich in products, in addition to those mushrooms that cannot be eaten casually, fruits with high fruit acid such as deer fruit can be used as vinegar, and things like lycra leaves, which can not only be used as spices after drying, but can also be chopped and mixed with meat to prevent meat from rotting.

Most of the common plants were scanned with his brain, and Jiang Feng taught the silverbeard who was responsible for planting and collecting which fruits were edible and which plants were poisonous. After Yinsu learned all these things, the food reserves in the cold storage finally stabilized.

Jiang Feng finally didn't have to worry about the shrinking grain stocks anymore.

When the problem of food is solved, the next step is housing.

The remaining eight Samons, of course, Jiang Feng would not let them be idle, and they were all equally divided between the shorttail and the steel hammer by him.

The expansion of the shelter requires a large amount of steel materials, and the construction of the tribe also needs stone, and of course the mining part cannot be left behind. As for construction, it is related to the livelihood of the Samun tribe and is a long-term investment, which of course cannot be ignored.

As for Xiaobai, all the Samun is managed by him.

For two days a week, all Samun will stop what they are doing and join the big movement for deforestation. Although the destruction of the forest will cause dissatisfaction among the aborigines, since the two sides have already demarcated the border, as long as Jiang Feng's side does not take the initiative to cross the border, the aborigines who are afraid of Jiang Feng, the "wild wizard", will not take the initiative to cross the border to find trouble.

……

"It's a sapling of a coffee tree, like this, plant it, understand?"

Just taking care of the three crops of potatoes, tomatoes, and peppers was not enough to squeeze Silverbeard's labor to the limit, not to mention that he now had three Samon as his men. Jiang Feng also taught him how to plant coffee tree saplings and sugarcane seedlings in as simple and understandable a way as possible.

The first three crops are just for food needs, while the last two crops are related to how much gold Jiang Feng can get from the aborigines of the Aditya Continent.

Yinxu nodded earnestly, wrote down every word Jiang Feng said, and slammed the wooden board with his fingernails, picking out the main points and scribbling down the notes crookedly. Among all the Samons, he could be said to be the most diligent, but this kind of diligence made Jiang Feng quite a headache every time he taught him something.

"Can you take notes in a different way next time?"

Finally unable to stand the tooth-aching grinding sound, Jiang Feng dodged the wooden board from his hand.

Yinsu looked at Jiang Feng at a loss, reaching out and touching the back of his head in panic, looking confused and not knowing what he had done wrong.

Indeed, if he wanted to say that he had done something wrong, he really hadn't done anything wrong, and Jiang Feng didn't know how to say anything about him.

Sighing, Jiang Feng finally threw the plank back into Silverbeard's hand.

"In the future, use a knife to engrave on the board, don't give me a hand buckle."

Yinxu nodded again and again, and responded twice with a "twitter", indicating that he would remember it in the future and never dare again.

Despite many hiccups and incidents, coffee trees and sugar cane seedlings were successfully planted. It takes about three to four years for a typical coffee tree to grow from development to fruit, but a genetically modified coffee seedling only needs one year to complete the development stage.

The same is true for sugarcane, which is now about March, and the sugarcane planted now can be harvested in August at the latest. Considering the impressive fertility of the soil in this area, it is possible that the results will be seen in July.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng, who was standing halfway up the mountain, looked at the breeding field at the bottom of the mountain, and couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

By this time next year, not only will the gold trade with the colonists be settled, but the food will also be slightly improved.

"What's the matter?"

Looking at Xiao Bai who came from the bottom of the mountain, Jiang Feng asked out loud.

"Do you still want this thing?" took out a truncated arrow from behind him, Xiao Bai embarrassedly touched his head with a handful of white hair, and grinned honestly, "Tied to the trailer, it broke when I pulled it off." ”

Seeing this thing, Jiang Feng slapped his head.

He's been so busy directing those Samuns these days that he's forgotten about it.

"It's okay, if it's broken, it's broken."

Waving his hand absently, Jiang Feng took the broken arrow from Xiaobai's hand.

The attainments of these aborigines in the art of carving are staggering, and last time because of the urgency, he did not have time to appreciate it confidently.

However, when he held the broken arrow in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully by the daylight, he was stunned.

This pattern......

It always feels familiar.