These are the most common poultry in modern cities, but at this moment they see them as very rare animals.

Most of these people had not read many books, and they relied entirely on Baltz's shallow understanding to popularize knowledge about the outside world.

But in reality, Baltz never left the jungle; he only heard about it from modern people he had encountered before.

I've never seen these poultry before, so naturally I don't recognize them.

Ye Feng took out different poultry one by one and patiently explained the names of these animals to them, and even their tastes.

It was clear that these indigenous people were eager for modern knowledge, and everyone listened attentively to what Ye Feng had to say.

"These animals are like the birds and snakes you usually eat, but they taste much better."

But remember this! They're still too small. What you need to do is raise them until they grow up, then they'll be able to reproduce continuously and lay eggs, and then you can eat them.”

As he spoke, Ye Feng patted the box containing the rice and flour again...

"And these are the things you will eat before they grow up."

Remember this! You absolutely cannot touch these chickens, ducks, geese, or sheep before they grow up! Because if you eat them, they're gone!

And another thing! You only have half of these things; the other half is for the Baijia tribe!

From now on, you must live in peace, or I will definitely come back to take them back!

After Ye Feng's repeated instructions, everyone smiled and nodded in agreement.

Hearing that these animals could produce food in a cycle, so that they would never have to worry about food again, the indigenous people were overjoyed.

Ye Feng's arrival immediately solved their two most important survival problems: food and reproduction.

For a time, Ye Feng, this modern man, was seen by them as a being comparable to the sun god.

Covington and Perod were quite practical; in addition to the poultry, they also put several bags of feed in the box.

Ye Feng immediately ordered everyone to start moving the supplies...

There are 20 chickens, 20 ducks, and 20 geese, and 4 lambs, mostly females and few males.

In addition to these meats, there were also more than a dozen bags of seeds for different grains and vegetables.

Corn, soybeans, spinach, taro, green beans, etc... basically, a whole bunch of things that can be grown and things that can't be grown.

After arriving at the tribe, he directed the natives to build chicken coops, duck sheds, and sheep pens.

After all, this is still in the wild, and there are quite a few animals that can eat these little ones, especially birds of prey flying in the sky.

As for feeding them, it's even simpler. These poultry are mostly herbivores; the entire mountain is covered in grass and plants...

Once the crops are planted, many insects will surely appear, so these poultry will not have to worry about not having food at all.

The entire tribe was busy that afternoon.

One group was responsible for building poultry pens, another group was responsible for weeding and reclaiming wasteland, and of course... everything was directed by Ye Feng.

Considering this is South America and it's January, the most suitable crops to plant are corn and soybeans...

When it comes to farming, it's entirely the domain of Fu Changxiong, the farmer.

Ye Feng was only responsible for translating for the Masa people; Fu Changxiong taught them everything else.

If they didn't have hoes, they would use sharpened wooden sticks to pry it open, and some rough-handed villagers would dig it out with their bare hands.

Fertilizer consists of their usual excrement, or bird droppings they find in the forest...

With over 100 people, it would take a considerable number each day; even if we had to start from scratch, it would be manageable...

Thanks to the well-organized division of labor and cooperation among the entire clan, this amount of work was completed before evening.

In the evening... the Masa people, who had been busy all day, began a gathering that they hadn't had in a long time.

They cleared a space below the treehouse, and the natives happily danced and sang around the fire to express their gratitude for Ye Feng and the others' help.

Ye Feng taught them how to cook rice, how to make noodles, and how to feed different kinds of poultry.

Baltz and several of his men were gathered around him, listening intently and taking notes on every detail.

After it was all over, these unsophisticated natives felt that their worldview had been completely refreshed.

They never imagined that just a few tiny seeds and a few animal cubs would enable them to achieve food freedom in the future.

Why didn't I think of something so simple before?

There are plenty of plants and animals in the jungle that can be sustainably utilized, so why have I never thought of getting into farming?

They were deeply impressed by the wisdom of modern people, as if anything that worried them could be easily and perfectly resolved in the eyes of modern people.

Baltz felt that the young man before him was even more mysterious than any modern person he had ever encountered before, and he couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Lord Ye Feng, which country are you from? Why do you seem to know everything?"

"Hehe..." Ye Feng chuckled awkwardly, pointing to the east. "China, Han Chinese."

"Oh..." Baltz nodded blankly... "Although I haven't heard of it, China must be a great nation that produces talented and wise people. How many people are in your tribe in total?"

Without hesitation, Ye Feng casually replied, "A dozen or so."

"A billion? How much is a billion?" A local man counted on his fingers. Most of them had never read a book, let alone done math, so they had no idea what this number meant.

Ye Feng initially wanted to say directly... it's ten million times that of your clan, but after thinking about it, he realized that they still couldn't understand this number.

After pausing to think, he replied, "More than the entire population of the Amazon rainforest, more than the leaves on this mountain."

"Wow!!!" All the natives exclaimed in unison, clearly understanding the metaphor.

"So many people!?" Baltz's pale eyebrows arched high. Such an intelligent people, and yet so many people. How powerful this country must be.

"Is every member of your tribe as intelligent as you?"

Ye Feng was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to answer, and could only nod vaguely... "More or less. I'm just an ordinary person from the bottom of the Han Chinese community."

Ye Feng had no idea how much of a shock his casual remark would cause to all the Masa people.

From that moment on, everyone remembered the words "China" and "Han people".

They even secretly rejoiced that this ethnic group was not born in the Amazon, otherwise, given their intelligence and strength, this land would probably belong to the Han Chinese.

Ye Feng had no idea what they were thinking, but for now, he felt that the relationship with the Masa tribe had been strengthened, and it was time to take the next step.

After thinking for a moment, he spoke again: "Chief Baltz, I promised you before that I would give you a batch of weapons to protect yourselves."

However, these weapons weren't delivered by helicopter; we had to retrieve them ourselves... because they're currently in the hands of cannibals.

"So? Interested in coming with me to pick it up?"

Ye Feng phrased his words rather tactfully, after all, the Masa people were not as obedient to him as the Baijia people.

It is now known that there are more than 300 people in Chamuji's tribe.

He couldn't guarantee that his poisoning plan would perfectly kill all the cannibals, so having extra help would be the best option at this time.

If a fight breaks out with the remaining people, I won't have to risk my life with my companions, right?

"Alright!" Baltz agreed without hesitation. "Those cannibals have killed many of our people when they went out hunting before; we've had a long-standing feud!"

"Lord Ye Feng, you've helped us so much. Just say the word, and our entire clan will obey you!"

Ye Feng was taken aback, feeling flattered. He had expected Baltz to ask about the risks, but he hadn't expected her to agree so readily.

"Fine! I don't need your entire tribe, just give me 40 able-bodied young men, especially those who can shoot arrows. This time, I'll lead you to avenge yourselves..."

Without hesitation, Baltz immediately summoned Zuniton and ordered him to go down and select young men.

It must be said that the feelings of primitive people were truly pure. As long as someone helped them, they would sincerely treat that person as a friend.

In truth, Baltz always felt that he was not qualified to be the clan chief.

After all, under his leadership, the number of his tribe members was decreasing, their territory was shrinking, and they were even facing a food crisis in the jungle.

Now that Ye Feng has solved all of this for him, he should naturally thank him properly, and he can also take the opportunity to get revenge. Why not?

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Now, the Baijia clan's escape route had been paved, and everything was ready.

He took out the fountain pen from his pocket, gently stroking the cap with his fingertips, and murmured softly...

"I hope my guess is wrong, and that I won't need to use you..."