The Yanlong Tribe, which has grown to more than three hundred people, not only does it not see any idle people, but it still doesn't have enough manpower.

Mu Bai and Mang and others had to get together often to adjust the process of construction.

Hunting, logging, reclamation, domestication, building houses and walls, and sending people to the hot springs to refine salt.

After two transactions with the Chiyan tribe, the Yanlong tribe's own salt storage is not much, and with the acceleration of the refining speed of cuprite, the raw materials have begun to be insufficient.

"Someone must be sent over to the hot springs, otherwise our copperware workshop will have to stop, but there are still many things that have not been made!"

At the first formal meeting of the Yanlong Tribe, An was the first to speak.

With his skillful technique of polishing stone tools, after the bronze tools were pounded out by Mu Bai, it was logical that he became the person in charge.

"Wu, I also have difficulties here!"

The second person to raise his hand was Yutaka.

"The speed of logging is too slow, and now my rabbit pen can't be opened, and several rabbits have already carried cubs, and if they don't separate, they will bite to death!"

Although Feng has some experience in domesticating herbivores, it is difficult to train in the wild, and even the most docile rabbits cannot get along peacefully.

If there is not enough living space, they will fight each other.

The herbivorous small animals captured during this period of time were all required to be handed over to Feng's hands, and when he thought about it, the space requirements for captive animals had far exceeded Mu Bai's expectations.

"This is indeed a big problem, Dashi, you write it down, you must first solve this urgent need."

Planting and breeding are the key to transforming into a stable farming society.

In the case of scarcity of crop seeds, it is necessary to rely on breeding to solve the problem of food and clothing, and domestication is a difficult and critical first step.

"Qingwu, how is the situation over there?"

talked about the problem of breeding, Mu Bai handed the topic to planting here.

Qingwu awakened a wood-based talent.

At the beginning, thorn seedlings could be spawned in the ice and snow, and after cultivating and cultivating, the heavy responsibility of planting naturally fell on his shoulders.

"Wu rest assured, the demarcated land has been reclaimed, the nuts that have spawned have sprouted, and everything that can be planted has been planted, and I have arranged for people to go to the dense forest to find berry trees and hemp."

Looking at Qingwu, who was full of confidence, Mu Bai nodded with satisfaction.

The whole meeting was held, from life to production, building houses, refining salt, copper, domesticating animals...... Every person in charge had more or less troubles, and only Qingwu gave her the most satisfactory answer.

Everything else in the tribe could be left to Mang to worry about, but the new ideas she came up with couldn't be interfered with by anyone except her own aftermath.

As the problems are raised one by one, the solution is found through joint discussion.

The first meeting went very well.

"That's good, in the future, we will get everyone together regularly and discuss the problems together!"

Mang made the final decision and recognized Mu Bai's method of meeting to solve the problem.

It can not only solve the problem in time, but also save the trouble of looking for people everywhere.

The population of the tribe is large, and there are many troubles, and sometimes it takes several people in charge to solve the problems, and it is tedious and a waste of time to find people separately.

Unexpectedly, Mu Bai only smiled and solved the problem.

Mang looked at the radiant woman on the upper seat, a little distracted.

Even though they had spent the rainy season together, he still couldn't figure out what kind of existence 'Wu' was.

How many whimsical ideas are hidden in her brain, which looks like everyone else's?

"Mang, Wu, the dry season has arrived, I, I want to ask, what about the Green Grass Festival?"

The meeting had already been announced to be adjourned, and everyone who was about to leave stopped when they heard Sheng's words.

"Grass Festival?"

Mu Bai was surprised.

She came here and survived the rainy season, and she had never seen any festival in the tribe for nearly half a year.

At first glance, I heard what the grass festival was, and I was full of curiosity.

It's a pity that the originally normal meeting scene completely changed the style of painting after Mu Bai's rhetorical question.

Both men and women, one by one, blushed and twisted.

Glancing at her, consciously or unconsciously, there is no positive answer.

Mu Bai: "!! ”

When he first heard the words 'Green Grass Festival', Mu Bai's heart was also a little joyful.

Literally, it means hope and beauty, and it is estimated that it is a grand festival similar to celebrating the Spring Festival.

But looking at the situation of these people, how is there something wrong?

"Wu, that is, is the day of courtship......

Before Mu Bai could open her mouth to ask, Xiaozhi hurriedly grabbed her, turned around and whispered to her ear behind her back.

Grass...... Well, she really didn't expect such a name on the day of courtship.

But...... It's good for you to be happy.

"In the past, we had a lot of tribes around the Sunrise Forest in our ancestral land, and everyone celebrated the festival together, but now this is a marginal place, how can we live?"

The embarrassment and awkwardness only existed for a very short time, and when the chieftain Mang talked about business, he quickly returned to a serious look.

"Ask me?"

Mu Bai pointed at himself uncertainly, with an inexplicable expression.

She had just heard the name of the 'Grass Festival', and it was completely out of the question.

She's only eighteen!

If you have a love experience, you will be called a parent by a teacher.

She is a good student, how could she have made such a mistake?

Originally, Mang had something that he couldn't decide, and he was used to asking Mu Bai for help.

After blurting out the question, and then looking at Mu Bai's confused expression, she realized that it was indeed a little inappropriate to ask her this question.

After all, the other party is still a female who has not grown up.

"Let's talk about this later, let's disperse today!"

He hurriedly waved his hand and ended the conversation.

Although the meeting ended and the topic was suspended, the three words 'Grass Festival' were deeply imprinted in Mu Bai's mind, and he had a strong curiosity.

Tribal reproduction was an issue she had been ignoring.

Now that Jingsheng mentioned it, she suddenly remembered a comic she had read before, and it seemed that the way primitive people courted in the comics was very special.

Seeing the object of his choice, he lifted a wooden stick and knocked the other party unconscious......

I don't know if it's true.

I heard that the stronger the love for each other, the rarer the wooden sticks chosen.

Now the most precious thing in the Yanlong tribe is the bronze vessel, imagine the men and women in the tribe, knock the head of their favorite object with a copper stick, I don't know how many people can carry it!

Is this a marriage or a feud?

Imagining that miserable picture, Mu Bai couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Wu, why do you want to be so happy?"

Before Mu Bai could unfold the picture and associate it, he was interrupted by Wu Yuan, who broke in.