One hundred acres of oats were quickly put into the granary thanks to the hard work of the whole village of Luye. According to rough calculation, these one hundred acres of oats finally harvested more than 20,000 pounds of grain, which means that one acre of land can produce more than 20,000 pounds of grain. More than two hundred pounds of oats were produced.
With so much food, even if it was consumed, polished and processed, it would still be enough for the clan to survive for half a year. When the next batch of grain matures half a year later, the Green Field Tribe has finally said goodbye to the trouble of hunger.
"It seems that we still need to learn from your civilized society. Planting is really a good thing!!"
Allen personally returned the grain to the warehouse. After seeing baskets and baskets of grain being delivered into the specially built stone castle, he safely sealed the door and arranged for two tribesmen to guard it before leaving the granary. .
As he walked on the road, Allen was very emotional and looked at Phillip with envy.
"Chief, we still need to cultivate more land. After the food is grown this season, we should let the land cultivate for a year. Otherwise, no matter how fertile the soil is, it will not be able to withstand such frequent cultivation."
Jem received a reward from Allen and saved a hundred pounds of oats at home, turning him into a rich man in the village. Therefore, he was even more diligent in his work. At this time, although Allen put the grain into storage, he asked Allen made a suggestion.
"You take care of these things, and then come up with a specific measure and give it to Phillip, and then I can arrange manpower to cooperate with you."
Regarding the professional knowledge of professionals, Alan was very self-aware and did not dictate. He let them display their own knowledge. He only wanted to see the results. The only change may be that his attitude towards humans is getting better and better. Whether it is Jem or Boris, he will put on what he considers a friendly smile when he sees the other person.
"Well, okay, I have already chosen the location of the new land. Next, we only need to open a few ditches to divert the green lake water to where it is, and then we can start the land reclamation."
Jem had already had a plan in mind, and he was very serious when talking to Allen.
Philip also had something to say at this time. As his position in the clan became more stable, although he was inevitably made things difficult by the goblins, after Allen personally taught some people a lesson, everyone still showed respect for his power. In order to make his position more stable and to live a better life in the clan, what Phillip can do now is naturally to continue to hug Allen's thigh and make suggestions for him.
"Before, someone suggested to me that we should stop hunting. After all, our clan is no longer short of food. These days, everyone has to be wary when they go hunting, for fear that some enemies may be ambushing them in the bushes or bushes. In the valley, they are planning to attack them!"
Philip's suggestion was actually the idea of most males in the tribe. The lazy nature of goblins started to cause trouble again after they had a lot of food. Although they may be partly worried, the greater part is that they don't want to work and just want to stay in the village, eat and wait to die, and live a comfortable life this way.
"No!! Hunting matters are non-negotiable, and the previously requested mission objectives will never be allowed to change. If anyone has any complaints, just ask them to come to me, and I will just talk to them."
Allen spoke calmly, and his big hands made a clicking sound, which made Philip and others shudder and did not dare to say anything more.
"good."
Whether it was for the purpose of changing the natural flaws of the tribesmen, or to ensure the tribesmen's bloodiness and combat effectiveness, Allen did not think that suspending hunting was a good choice. Just relying on daily exercise to hone the combat skills of the tribesmen, judging from Allen's own personal experience, although it is somewhat effective, it is still inferior to actual combat.
"Who will lead the team to hunt today?"
At the mention of this, Allen asked casually.
"Da Shan and Da Jiang went out together."
Philip arranged the hunting rotation, so he answered the question without hesitation.
"Da Shan? This guy is getting more and more excessive now. When will we give him a lesson and make him restrain himself?"
When he heard Dashan's name, Allen frowned a little. This guy has been very unreliable in his work recently, and his style is also very tired, but he always manages to get by.
"this……"
Philip hesitated to speak.
"Why, did he offend you too?"
Allen saw Phillip's expression and guessed something.
"That's not true, it's just that there are some things I haven't told you before."
Phillip's embarrassment is that what he wants to say is closely related to the leader of the Dashan clan, so he has some scruples.
"Let me tell you, your current mission is to report to me the movements of the clan members. If you don't hide it, what do I need from you?"
Allen looked at Phillip with a somewhat unhappy look.
Seeing Allen's eyes, Phillip didn't hesitate any longer and immediately told the story about Dashan without any hesitation.
"Recently, after the mountain team returned from hunting, Camellia and I found that the prey was always incomplete. Large prey lacked large pieces of meat from the rear buttocks, and small prey also lacked arms and legs. Later, Camellia found a hunting team from the tribe. People asked about it, and they hesitantly said that these missing parts were all cut off by Captain Dashan."
"Also when working on weekdays, Captain Dashan often deserts. When he hides in a shady place and takes a rest, he will do one or two magic spells. When I reason with him, he will say that he is fast and can do almost all the work he has to do. ”
"..."
Philip wrote down a lot of accounts about Dashan. Apart from some minor mistakes, just talking about these relatively big problems made Allen's face change several colors one after another.
"I know about this. You go down and do your own thing. I have a way to deal with this bastard."
In front of Philip, Allen resisted the urge to kill and controlled his emotions.
"OK."
Phillip quickly slapped his butt and ran away. At this time, Allen's face was too scary.
Sure enough, when Phillip walked not far away, Alan's violent shouts of approval could be heard in the square, as well as the crisp sound of the collision between the long sword and the stone.
"Hmph, let's see if your green skin doesn't shed a layer of skin this time!!"
Phillip walked on the road with an arc on the corner of his mouth.
The green-skinned Dashan had always been very rude to Phillip and made it hard for him to get off the stage many times, but Phillip tolerated it. It was until now that Dashan's temper was invisibly connived by Philip, and it became annoying to Allen. Only then did Philip show his blade and apply the medicine in front of Allen.
If you want to offend a leader like Dashan, you have to kill him with one blow and never give the other party a chance to retaliate. Although Phillip knew that it would be impossible to kill Dashan through these things, but at least he could dampen the other party's arrogance.
