To the south of the Mang Tribe, a large area of ​​grass from the wasteland was shoveled off and a house was built.

Tourists were working numbly. Although they were building their own residences, they could not see how many people worked hard.

Because they did not really join the Mang tribe, they didn't know what kind of life they would be waiting for them in the future.

"It's time to eat!"

With a shout, all tourists' eyes lit up. When the future is uncertain, only eating can make them care about it.

Several tourists whispered: "What will they let us eat?"

"I don't know, probably some leftovers. Now any tribe doesn't have enough food, so some food is good."

The others nodded one after another. They were not members of the Mang tribe, so why should they give them good food?

They didn't even expect to be full. As long as they could eat half full, they should thank the Mang tribe for being generous.

Amid suspicion, tourists came to the temporary shed, where several huge stone pots were set up early.

A tourist shook his nose and said, "It smells so good."

"It's really delicious, it seems to be meat!"

"Meat?"

When these tourists heard this word, their eyes turned green. Since they lost their hunting ability, they rarely ate meat. Most of the time, they could only collect some wild fruits, wild vegetables, or even grass roots in the mountains and forests.

"Gulugulu..."

In one of the stone pots, large pieces of fish and dried vegetables were rolling, with a very strong aroma and a strong nose.

A few other stone pots cook red cones like sweet potatoes, purple soles, and some sorghum and other foods.

"Whatever you squeeze? I've lined up for me, do you still want to have a meal?"

The one responsible for distributing the meal was the planting team. These stout men had a bad temper.

Because they couldn't understand why they wanted to give these tourists such good food.

In the mountains and forests, the lives of tourists are very valuable. In their opinion, it is enough to not starve to death. Eating a little better will make them grateful.

However, Chenbei made them eat almost the same as the tribe members of the Mang tribe. In the eyes of the people in the planting team, this was simply a waste.

Of course, they did not dare to violate the command of the leader. No one in the entire tribe had the courage to violate the will of the leader, so they could only expose their anger on these tourists.

After a series of pushing and even light punching, the tourists finally lined up in a row, but their necks were stretched out, staring at the food in the stone pot and swallowing saliva.

Yan, the captain of the planting team, after they lined up, picked up a pile of wooden bowls, each of them sent them one, and a pair of chopsticks.

The use of chopsticks is unique to the Mang tribe. Because Chenbei likes to use chopsticks to eat, the tribe members below can only learn to use chopsticks.

Most of the other tribes still use their hands to grab them, and the same goes for these tourists. They look at the chopsticks and can't figure out what the two sticks are for.

Yan filled each of them with a large bowl of rice, including a large piece of fish, red cones and other grains.

Yan also put a bowl on himself, picked up the chopsticks, and said, "Look, this is called chopsticks. I don't care how you ate before. When we arrived at our Mang tribe, we must learn to eat with chopsticks, otherwise we will have no food to eat."

Yan used chopsticks to demonstrate how many times he used chopsticks to pick up food and stewed rice, and then let these tourists learn.

Visitors have never used chopsticks, so how can they learn it all at once?

When they clumsyly use chopsticks to pick up the bowl, they always fail to pick up the bowl because of the wrong method. All kinds of strange chopstick postures come out.

I have to say that the charm of food is endless in front of hungry people. Some smart people quickly learn to use chopsticks to stew rice. As for picking up food, you can learn it slowly.

The stupider people wanted to just hold the bowl and pour it into their mouths, and they were almost crying with chopsticks in their hands.

The members of the planting team gathered together, eating and laughing at the tourists.

"Look at that idiot, he almost bit off the chopsticks, hahaha..."

"There is also that, I actually held a chopstick in one hand and laughed to death."

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Yan finally came over with a bowl. When he heard their discussion, Yan frowned in dissatisfaction.

"What's so funny? Didn't you forget it so quickly?"

When the team members saw that Yan was angry, they immediately stopped talking and kept their heads down and continued to eat.

Yan sat on a stone beside them and continued, "The leader said, "We want us to treat these tourists well. I hope you don't forget that we were tourists in the past!"

The team members buried their heads even lower. Even if they were not convinced, no one dared to refute Yan's words.

The meal was finally over. Although the tourists had a little difficulty, they had a very good meal. Moreover, the good meal was unbelievable.

Shi Qiu, the boy from the Lu Tribe, stayed with his companions, touched his stomach with satisfaction and said, "No matter what you think, I decided to stay here and become a member of the Mang Tribe in the future."

"Their meal is so delicious."

The companions nodded one after another. Even when the tribe was not destroyed, they would have been so difficult to eat so well and so full.

"Look, that young leader is here."

A tourist saw Chenbei walking from a distance. All the tourists stood up one after another, fearing that Chenbei would see him sitting and be treated as a lazy man.

Chen Bei walked over without any haste. The duck king raised his head proudly like a goose, followed him swaggeringly, but the rhino king did not follow him.

"Are you all full?"

Chen Bei walked up to the tourists and asked with a smile.

"Eat...I'm full..."

The tourists answered one after another, because of a meal, they had a much better impression of Chenbei, at least not so pessimistic.

"After eating, you have to work hard in the afternoon. In the morning, you are hungry and have no energy to work. I don't blame you, but if you don't work hard in the afternoon, the amount of supper will be halved."

Chen Bei knew that the most important thing for these tourists was to eat, so he directly used the meal to stimulate their enthusiasm.

"We must work hard and we will definitely not be lazy."

The tourists swear in a long and swearing that no one wants their meal to be cut in half.

"Very good, you must know that this is your home in the future. You are not working for the Mang tribe, you are working for yourself."

"If your home is not built well, when winter comes, you will be the ones who are frozen. At that time, even if you freeze to death, you will not be able to blame others."

Chen Bei mentioned winter, and many tourists had a look of fear in their eyes. Obviously, the cold winter was a nightmare for them.

Chen Bei said these few words, which directly dispelled some tourists' little thoughts, and no one wanted to be frozen to death in winter.

Then, Chen Bei pointed to the strongest middle-aged man among the tourists and said, "What's your name?"

"Back to... Go back to the leader, my name is Wu Teng."

Wu Teng, this name is interesting.

"Wu Teng, right? From now on, you are the head of everyone here. You are responsible for managing them. In return, I will give you a pound of fish every day, how about it!"

Wu Teng's face showed an ecstatic look. Eating more meat can make you stronger. This is what all tribes know. Eating one pound of meat every day is very attractive for Wu Teng, who is still a tourist now.

"Don't worry, leader, I will definitely take care of them. If anyone dares to be lazy, I will slap him!"

In the face of interests, Wu Teng decisively chose to stand on the side of the Mang Tribe.

Chen Bei nodded and said, "Do it well. If you do it well, I will consider letting you join the Mang tribe in the future and even awaken the power of the totem!"

"The power of totem!"

Wu Teng's breathing was rapid, and the power of totem was too tempting for him, and the eyes of other tourists also showed desire.

Wu Teng immediately turned around and said to the tourists: "Everyone has started working. If anyone dares to be lazy, don't blame me for being rude."

Some of the tourists were a little angry at Wu Teng's behavior, but the form was stronger than that of others, and they had no choice but to swallow their anger for the time being.

Seeing that these tourists started working one after another, Chen Bei took the duck king away with satisfaction. He believed that with Wu Teng's supervision, these tourists would no longer be lazy.
Chapter completed!