In ancient times, there were oil lamps in the countryside, but the light was not bright enough and it hurt the eyes when used for reading.

Huo Yunchao had been here for so many days, but he never stayed up late at night to study. He had more than two years to prepare for the imperial examination, and he thought there was no need to work so hard.

The lights of Huo's house were bright tonight, and Huo Yunchao was grinding ink powder while yawning. He wanted to make an upgraded version of shampoo, so that the shampoo could be sold at a higher price and be accepted by ladies from high-end families.

Huo Tianxiang was too old to stay up late, so he was sent back to the house to rest early by Huo Yunchao.

After sleeping for more than an hour, Huo Yunze came to the kitchen sleepily: "Brother, what are you grinding on? Do you need my help?"

Huo Yunchao was a little surprised: "Second brother, why are you up? Go back to the house and continue sleeping. I can just watch by myself."

Huo Yunze patted his cheek, trying to keep himself awake: "Brother, you tend to get sleepy alone. Is there any work for me to do? Let's chat while we do it, so we can kill time and work at the same time."

Huo Yunchao looked amused and distressed, "Since you want to help me share the burden so much, then come and grind the powder for me. Here, grind the Polygonum multiflorum and Cha Ku cake in the bamboo basket into powder and put them into the earthen jar on your right. .”

"it is good."

Huo Yunze was so sleepy that his eyes were half-closed. When grinding the powder, he relied solely on his hand. He was surprisingly able to do it without spilling it. He was really a strange person.

Seeing that he was so sleepy, Huo Yunchao didn't take him to chat with him, adding more firewood or doing whatever he needed to do. He only paid attention to whether Huo Yunze fell asleep from time to time.

When the rooster crows for the first time, Huo Yunchao fishes out the bone glue for the last time. The glue is stored in an earthen jar to cool. After cooling, the glue will become gelatinous.

, it needs to be dried after slicing to achieve the effect of long-term storage without deterioration.

Huo Yunchao took out the boiled bone liquid and filtered it on a cloth with small holes. The bone residue was dried and then ground into powder to obtain bone meal.

The filtered water was not wasted. Huo Yunchao made the best use of it. He poured finely chopped pork vegetables into the bone water and then used it to feed the pigs. The two pigs at home, one large and one small, ate happily.

Huo Tianxiang slept until he woke up naturally. Thinking that his family Chao'er might still be boiling bone glue, he hurriedly got dressed and got up.

When he followed the sound, he found Huo Yunchao feeding pigs, "Chao'er? Why are you feeding pigs?"

"Dad, I want to practice my skills with our piglets."

"Practice? Chao'er, do you want to..."

Huo Yunchao smiled like an angel, but what he did was comparable to a devil.

Huo Tianxiang held on to the piglet tightly without letting go, but did not dare to look at the silver knife in Huo Yunchao's hand. He asked again without giving up: "Chao'er, does the book say that the piglet must be castrated?"

"Yeah. Dad, our piglets are not in good condition and are not suitable for breeding. Dad, after the gelding, the pigs don't have so much energy to think about. Every mouthful of pig food they eat is used to grow meat. Fat! What’s more important is that the book says that pigs after gelding have no smell.”

Huo Yunchao made up his mind to castrate the newly brought piglet, and used practical actions to persuade all pig farmers to perform gelding.

In ancient times, it was rare for ordinary people to eat pork several times throughout the year. Even if every household raises pigs, there are still many people who don’t see the smell of meat all year round, because pigs grow slowly.

If you can produce two pigs weighing over a hundred kilograms for slaughter in a year, you are a very powerful pig farmer.

What Huo Yunchao learned was thousands of years of experience in raising pigs. He was not going to make any speeches. No matter how beautiful his words were, they were all empty talk. It would be better to raise a fat pig weighing 200 to 300 pounds in half a year. Persuasiveness.

Back to the subject, Huo Yunchao saw his father's aggrieved expression as he wanted to see but didn't dare to see. He smiled helplessly and said, "Dad, if you don't want to see, just turn your head. But you must catch the piglet, otherwise I will most likely hurt him." into my hand.”

As soon as these words came out, Huo Tianxiang immediately corrected his attitude: "Chao'er, wait, wait until I have a good grasp before I strike!"

His family, Chao'er, is an extremely valuable scholar. How can he still read and write when his hand is injured?

"Chao'er, slow down, don't be in a hurry. Dad has plenty of strength, it doesn't matter how long he holds on."

Huo Yunchao wanted to teach the pig grooming skills, but when he saw Huo Tianxiang was so nervous and worried, he stopped thinking and said, "Dad, I'm starting."

Accompanied by the piggy's extremely miserable screams, Huo Yunchao calmly held the knife and cut it.

Such a shocking scene made Huo Tianxiang stare at the sharp knife and swallow his saliva nervously.

This was not Huo Yunchao's first time riding a pig. He struck quickly and accurately, and he was sure to hit with one hit.

After carefully examining the affected area, Huo Yunchao made sure that there was no residue on the wound. He raised his head and shouted, "Stepmother, have you ironed the needle and thread?"

"OK OK!"

Mrs. Chen closed her eyes, not daring to look at the bloody wounds of the piglet, but she still held on and said, "Chao'er, you haven't touched the needle or thread, how about I sew it up?"

Huo Yunchao smiled: "No need, give me the needle and thread, and then

Get some wine, I'm going to use it to disinfect the piglet's wounds. "

Suturing the piglet's wound has nothing to do with whether you are used to needlework or not. It is a key step in the process of grooming pigs. It is not feasible to let novices do it.

Mrs. Chen didn't want to stay for a second longer. She was afraid that if she took one more look at the piglet, she would regret her decision to let Huo Yunchao groom the pig.

Huo Yunhai was very excited when he saw it. He didn't understand and asked: "Brother, why do you need to groom the pig? Why do you need to rub wine on the wound? Hiss, this piglet screams so miserably! If the wine falls on the wound, just follow me Doesn’t it hurt just like being burned by boiling water?”

Huo Yunchao took the trouble to explain: "The purpose of gelding pigs is to make the pigs eat more and grow more meat. When they are raised, the pork will taste less smelly. The purpose of wiping the pigs is to protect the piglets. If you smear the pigs with wine, the wounds will not become inflamed and pus will flow."

Huo Yunhai was dubious. His little head was spinning faster than Huo Tianxiang and Chen. He held his chin and said, "Brother, if pig grooming is really so useful, then there should be many people coming to ask you to groom pigs, right?"

Huo Yunchao smiled and said: "Then we have to wait until our piglets grow to more than two hundred pounds in six months before anyone is willing to believe that gelding pigs are useful."

Huo Yunhai felt a little wilted when he heard this: "To weigh more than 200 pounds in half a year? This is too difficult."

Huo Tianxiang glanced at the piglet's wound, then looked at Huo Yunchao, who had a calm expression on his face, and felt regret rising day by day.

After the piglets were gelded, Huo Yunchao gave detailed instructions on how to manage the piglets after surgery.

Huo Yunze rushed over happily: "Brother, Zheng Shulang is here!"

Zheng Shaoxuan came to the door with a gift and thanked him before entering: "Brother Huo, you are really my noble man! Your insecticide is very effective! Save my rice."

Now! ”

Huo Yunchao saw Zheng Shaoxuan's eyes were red and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Zheng, it's a good thing that the insecticide is effective."

Zheng Shaoxuan said with red eyes: "Brother Huo, you have helped me so much, but you can't help me with anything. I really feel sorry for you."

Huo Yunzhao waved to Huo Yunze and said straight to the point: "Brother Zheng, you are wrong. Second brother, come on! Brother Zheng, this is my second brother. He admires your calligraphy and knowledge and wants to worship you as his teacher." "

Zheng Shaoxuan was stunned.

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