The Li Qing family looked at it again, and found that there was no quail diarrhea in the Li Qing family. After all, Li Qing and his wife took care of it together, and the environment was much better than Qian Si'er's place. The growth rate of the quails was almost the same as that of He Yuanfang and others.

Moreover, Li Qing was smart enough to know that He Dayong's stealing alone would not be enough to feed him, so while buying He Dayong's cheap feed, he also bought bits and pieces from other farmers.

Li Qing said when he heard that Wang Yongzhi's quail had diarrhea.

"There are so many masters in your village, why do you still ask us? We still have to learn from you, but if you have diarrhea, it is probably because you drank too much water, or the vegetables and leaves you fed were too watery."

Wang Yongzhi said, "No, if there is too much water in the vegetable leaves, only a few quails will have diarrhea. Many of my quails are suffering from diarrhea."

Li Qing shook his head: "Then I don't know. If it doesn't work, just go to the veterinarian and buy some medicine."

Wang Yongzhi went to the veterinarian. The veterinarian also thought that he drank too much water, so he prescribed some veterinary medicine to Wang Yongzhi.

That afternoon, Wang Yongzhi went back, mixed the medicine into the feed, and put it into the cage for the quails.

In fact, the veterinarian's medicine should be effective, but Wang Yongzhi couldn't help but gave the quail medicine and was poisoned at the same time.

A large number of them died immediately the next day, nearly a thousand of them.

This frightened Wang Yongzhi and he hurried out to inquire about the situation.

Upon hearing that so many of Wang Yongzhi's quails had died, the farmers in the village thought there was a plague and stayed away from Wang Yongzhi, fearing that Wang Yongzhi would bring the disease to their quails.

"I don't know. Don't come in. My quails are my lifeblood."

"I haven't heard of it with my quail. You'd better ask the veterinarian. I don't know."

Wang Yongzhi had no choice but to call in the veterinarian.

The veterinarian observed and asked, "What do you usually feed your quails?"

Wang Yongzhi said: "Rice, vegetables, and feed are what everyone feeds."

The veterinarian said: "No, bring me the feed."

Wang Yongzhi deserved his misfortune. At this time, Wang Yongzhi was carrying half the bag he bought from He Dayong a few days ago.

The veterinarian checked carefully and asked Wang Yongzhi to bring some rice for feeding.

After finding out that there was no problem, I couldn't help but scratch my head.

"No problem. It depends on the situation. You ate something unclean. Are you sure this is what you usually feed?"

Wang Yongzhi said: "I grow some vegetables in the backyard, and I usually feed them with vegetable leaves. Other farmers said that I don't need to feed them with water."

The veterinarian went to check again and still found no problem, so he had to prescribe some more medicine to Wang Yongzhi.

Before leaving, the veterinarian explained.

"As for you, remember, the weather is humid now. You should put the feed in a dry place to make sure it doesn't get moldy. If it gets moldy, you can't feed it. That stuff is very poisonous to quails. If they eat moldy rice or vegetables, , it’s not as simple as diarrhea.”

Wang Yongzhi said, "Doctor, can you manage this medicine well?"

Veterinarian Bai Wang Yongzhi took a look.

"What do you think? Where can I find any packaged medicine?"

Wang Yongzhi said, "If you don't pack it properly, why should I buy your medicine? It was the same medicine last time, right? It won't work if you take it."

After hearing what Wang Yongzhi said, the veterinarian took the medicine away directly.

"Okay, just think that my trip was in vain and you can go find the packaged medicine yourself."

After saying that, the veterinarian said bad luck and left on his bicycle.

Hu Qin said, "Why did you drive people away?"

Wang Yongzhi said: "This guy is just a two-swordsman. The medicine I gave him before didn't make him any better. I thought about letting him take a look. Didn't he see the difference now?"

Hu Qin said: "What should we do now? Everyone is almost dead."

Wang Yongzhi took out a dollar and said, "Mom, how about you buy some melon seeds or something, and find a way to ask Li Erniu and the others through others?"

Hu Qin also knew that when it came to raising quails who could raise the best, it was Li Erniu. It was not easy to think about his son. Hu Qin took the money and went out.

Wang Yongzhi stood in front of the cage. The more he thought about it, he felt uncomfortable. He thought of what the veterinarian said, so he went to check the feed again.

After this inspection, Wang Yongzhi discovered the clues.

There were lumps in the feed. He twisted it open in his hand. Wang Yongzhi smelled it and found that it had a musty smell.

As if remembering something, Wang Yongzhi hurriedly opened the other bags of feed. After inspection, he found that other feeds were also moldy to varying degrees.

He really hadn't noticed it before, but now that he thought about it, Wang Yongzhi seemed to understand.

Wang Yongzhi soon discovered that only the six bags he carried back later seemed to be moldy.

Now Wang Yongzhi got angry and rushed out of the house.

At the entrance of the canteen, everyone laughed when they saw He Dayong approaching.

"Dayong, are you here to buy wine again?"

"You've been drinking a lot every day lately, and your life has been very smooth."

"I heard that Wen Bin was studying in the city and working at the same time? Did he make money?"

He Dayong said with a proud face, "That's not true. What can a college student do without making money? Whenever he makes money, he thinks of his father and me. This is a good education on my part."

People naturally don't believe it.

"Really? How come I heard that you made money selling feed for Lu Shanhe?"

Although the whole village seems to know about He Dayong selling feed at night, the Lu family has no reaction, so He Dayong will not admit it at all. If he can hide it for a day, he may be able to steal it one more time.

"What's the matter? That kid Lu Shanhe won't let me help him sell it."

After speaking, He Dayong went directly into the canteen.

"Boss, please have two bottles of Daqu."

Here, He Dayong had just left the canteen with wine, and Wang Yongzhi from the other side rushed over in a menacing manner.

Seeing He Dayong holding the wine, he rushed over directly.

He Dayong also raised his head to greet Wang Yongzhi.

"Hey, Yongzhi, are you here to buy something too?"

Wang Yongzhi came up and grabbed He Dayong's collar and slapped He Dayong.

"Me? Damn it, you dare to trick me?"

Seeing the two people fighting, everyone looked over curiously.

He Dayong was caught off guard and slapped by Wang Yongzhi, and he immediately became angry.

"Wang Yongzhi, are you fucking crazy?"

Wang Yongzhi scolded: "Me? Damn it, you sold me the spoiled feed and caused the death of so many quails. If you don't give me an explanation today, I will kill you."

Everyone was curious, "What's going on?"

"I don't know. Didn't you say you didn't sell feed? What's going on?"

"Hey, I just said that he sells feed and he still doesn't admit it. It seems that there is something wrong with the feed."

Seeing that Wang Yongzhi wanted to fight, He Dayong couldn't bear to part with the two bottles of wine in his hand and said loudly.

"Stop fighting. You can't say no until you explain clearly what the situation is?"

Wang Yongzhi scolded: "Me? Damn it, please tell me clearly? How can I be clear? Almost a thousand of my quails are dead."

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